Yuezhaoyingan

Chapter 13

When Ling Yu woke up, it was the familiar bed curtain, the familiar breath, and he returned to his prince's mansion.There was a warm place beside him, and Zhao quietly lay beside him, his whole body curled up into a ball, as if he was extremely tired.Ling Yu opened his eyes without moving, but the tears slowly rolled down from his eyes and fell into his temples, silently.He failed to have his dearest person before, but now he has to bear the pain of losing that person clearly again.The most is the ruthless emperor's family. Thinking about it, this statement is really true.The face of the royal family is the most important thing, no matter how deep the love between husband and wife is, it cannot match the majesty of the heavenly family.

Even if she did not hesitate to tell a big lie for this, abandoning the principles of human relations, and enclosing the only remaining affection in a high red wall, there is no room for losing a bit of royal face.

Countless plans have been exhausted, but have they ever calculated that one day they will see their own wife die in the sea of ​​fire with their own eyes, and there is nowhere to ask for help.

In fact, Zhao'an had already woken up, sleeping beside Ling Yu with his head upturned, watching his always gentle and peaceful Highness silently shedding tears one after another from the corner of his eyes.Knowing nothing about what Ling Yu experienced last night, he felt powerless for the first time, feeling that he knew nothing and could not help Ling Yu at all.His heart suddenly became so painful, he wished that he was so sad, and he didn't want his Highness to be so sad.He stretched out his hand and hugged Ling Yu tightly like this, wanting to convey his pale comfort.

Ling Yu lowered his head to meet Zhao'an's eyes next to him, his eyes slowly focused, as if there was only this little clarity left in his confused eyes, he hugged him little by little, like embracing the last ray of warmth in the world.

The winter snow was dim outside the window, and people didn't know the time. The two embraced each other quietly. After an unknown amount of time, Ling Yu sat up and asked with a dry voice, "What time is it?"

Zhao'an got up and trotted to pour him a cup of hot water, worried: "Your Highness has been in a coma for a day, and it's already afternoon." He had never seen Ling Yu like this before, and Qu He couldn't bear to rest all night It's gone, only I hugged the bed legs tightly, no matter how much Xiang Bing persuaded, I must stay.

Ling Yu looked at his bloodshot eyes, full of worry, and knew that he must have guarded himself before. A relieved smile appeared on his still pale face, and he reached out to stroke his cheek, saying: "I'm fine." ,don’t worry."

Before Zhao'an could recover from the gentle touch on the side of his face, Ling Yu had already withdrawn his hand and his expression was restrained.Seeing Xiang Bing walk in at this time, he said happily, "Your Highness, you are awake."

Ling Yu nodded and asked, "Where's Qu He?"

Zhao An was a little disappointed. Zhao An originally thought that Qu He liked Ji Qing, but now he is not sure if this love is still there. He is usually very happy every time he hears Ji Qing's name, but now he loves Ji Qing. He avoided it.

She had just come out of the dinner, but she ran to the Prince's mansion to wait for Ling Yu worriedly. As for the one who was supposed to return directly to Qu's mansion, she abruptly ran to the prince's mansion, and it wasn't long before Ling Yu was sent back in a coma.She also guarded Ling Yu all night, and did not return to her room to rest until dawn.

The warmth on Zhao An's cheeks was still there, but he thought very sadly that he liked His Highness, and Qu He also liked His Highness, and Qu He was about to marry His Highness.

"Tell Qu He that I'm fine, and let her not worry." Ling Yu ordered, "Let Ji Qing come over."

Xiang Bing knew that His Highness must have something to tell Ji Qing, so he turned around and went out to call someone.

Ling Yu stopped him again: "Zhao'an will go out with you and let the housekeeper take care of him."

When Ji Qing and Ling Yu discussed matters before, Zhao An always dozed off in the study, and Ling Yu never avoided him. When Zhao An heard this, he felt bad: "Your Highness, I want to stay."

Ling Yu shook his head and said, "Go and rest, you are tired too, let the butler cook you something delicious."

Zhao'an still wanted to object, but Ling Yu insisted: "Be obedient."

There was no other way, Zhao'an had no choice but to leave in a step-by-step manner, and when Qu He was drinking chicken soup in the small dining room, the housekeeper hurriedly asked him to sit down and served him a bowl.

I am worried that Zhao'an's stomach is indeed hungry now. After drinking half a bowl, there is something in his stomach, and the things on his mind come back, so he doesn't drink anymore, but just stirs the leftovers in the bowl with a spoon. In the second half of the bowl of thick chicken soup, displeasure was written all over his face.

Qu He hurriedly asked Xiang Bing what happened to him.

Hearing Xiang Bing tell the story of the Central Plains, Qu He drank the chicken soup and couldn't understand: "They must have important things to discuss, what are you getting involved with as a child. You are here, can you have fun with the soup? Not seeing his worried look, Qu He turned his head and hurriedly asked the housekeeper to refill the soup for Zhao'an, and then said to Zhao'an: "Drink the soup obediently, and go to rest after drinking."

Zhao'an is full of worries, now he can't hear others say that he is young, and he can't see this way of coaxing children, so he retorted: "I'm not young anymore."

Qu He said from the side: "Yes, yes, it's not young, it's only been a few years since I wet the bed."

This touches on human dignity, Zhaoan gritted his teeth: "I never wet the bed, okay?"

The butler was taken aback, then Xiang Bing seemed to think of something, and suddenly laughed wildly: "No way, it seems like two years ago..." Before he could finish speaking, the butler covered his mouth.

Zhao'an's face turned red instantly.

"Hahahaha..." Qu He reacted, he couldn't breathe from laughing, and he didn't say to add chicken soup for him: "Then you should drink less, or you will wet the bed again at night."

Zhao'an became furious and drank another bowl of soup angrily.However, I felt that even though she was dressed gorgeously, the vile young lady of the Qu family had returned in an instant, and felt a little relieved.

Qu He took two more sips and said, "Oh, housekeeper, this chicken soup is really delicious. I like the sweetness of red dates."

The housekeeper hurriedly added another bowl for her, but he didn't say that Ji Qing made the soup: "If you like it, then Ms. Qu should drink more."

"Yeah." Qu He felt relieved, and really felt a little hungry.

The housekeeper never used red dates to make chicken soup, and Zhao An felt a little disgusted with Qu He's silly look just now, thinking silently that he should not be like her, what he wanted to do was to be useful to His Highness.

After a long time, Zhao'an didn't see Ling Yu calling someone in, so he thought about going to deliver a bowl of chicken soup to Ling Yu, but when he walked in the door, he found that the door was still closed.

It's just that he didn't knock on the door but didn't leave either. Instead, he thought about it, held his breath and looked in through the crack of the door.He saw that besides Ling Yu and Ji Qing, there was another woman and man whom he had never seen before in the room. The man was tall and thin and had a very respectful attitude towards Ling Yu. talking about something.

"Who's outside?" Before he could figure out whether to go in, the door was suddenly opened by Ji Qing, and Zhao'an froze on the spot.

"I... want to give His Royal Highness chicken soup." Zhao'an walked in and mumbled.

This was the first time Ming Yu saw Zhao'an since that incident, and he couldn't help but carefully look at the half-grown child in front of him. Zhao'an put down the chicken soup, and seeing that Ling Yu didn't drive him out, he looked at Ming Yu politely.

Originally, Ling Yu just wanted Qi Yuan to inquire about the placement of the child in the palace, but he didn't expect Ming Yu to come directly, as if he really wanted to know what happened the night before.But Ling Yu didn't want to tell her, the more people there were, the more he could not tell her.He lowered his eyes, his thoughts were mixed, and he didn't avoid Zhao'an, and then asked: "What about the child?"

Qi Yuan said: "Now I am fostered by Cui Meiren."

Ling Yu didn't say anything, just smiled sarcastically, then got up and began to put on his coat.

Ji Qing also asked: "Your Highness, where are you going?"

Ling Yu said: "Enter the palace."

Ji Qing looked a little embarrassed: "The guards sent you back last night, saying that His Majesty ordered you to rest in peace, and you don't have to go to the palace for a few days."

Although Zhao'an didn't quite understand, he also knew that Ling Yu might treat him badly if he entered the palace, so he hurriedly grabbed his sleeves, trying to persuade him as well.

Ling Yu looked at Zhao'an who was full of worry, but he didn't seem to be looking at him, and said softly: "It's okay, I have no regrets for what I have done in my life, and he should be the one who feels guilty."

When Emperor Cheng received Qingming's report, he paused the pen in his hand to criticize the notebook, and the ink dripped on the notebook, which was indescribably ugly.The third prince, Ling Yu, was not called into the palace in the afternoon, so he took away the child who was still in Cui Meiren's bedroom.After a while, Cui Meiren ran to the Emperor Cheng's hall crying and pleading guilty, saying that she was not able to take care of him, and accused the third son of the emperor, Ling Yu, of bullying others.

Emperor Cheng didn't say a word, he was so anxious that he ran inside and outside the palace of Eunuch Qi Fu. While comforting Cui Shi who was kneeling outside the palace, he asked in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, what do you think this is good for?"

Emperor Cheng was silent for a long time, put down the writing pen heavily, straightened his back and leaned back on the chair, sighed: "Let him go."

When Ling Yu came back with the child, Xiang Bing looked at the familiar scene, and subconsciously glanced at Zhao'an beside him, thinking that His Highness has the habit of picking up children?

But this time the battle was much bigger.

Ling Yu asked Xiang Bing to call everyone in the house, and announced to everyone: "This is the second master in the house." He stood in front of the hall with the child, and for a moment his noble and calm demeanor made people unable to understand. Neglect, the tone is solemn, and no refutation is allowed.

There are very few occasions like this in the house, and everyone knelt down and answered: "Yes."

Zhao'an stood below and knelt down together with Xiang Bing in a daze - for the child standing beside him.

This was the first time Zhao An felt the distinction between superiority and inferiority, that child could stand side by side with His Highness, but he himself could not.

The child huddled beside Ling Yu and asked blankly, "Where's my mother?"

Ling Yu lowered his eyes, looked at the face similar to his mother, knelt down and hugged him tightly, and said softly: "I don't have a mother anymore, and I will be your brother from now on."

The people below couldn't hear what they said. It was only when they saw the child who had been sluggish that he burst into tears.

He held onto Ling Yu tightly, and his tears quickly wet Ling Yu's clothes. He cried so deeply that his grief filled his heart. Ling Yu's expression was as usual, but Zhao'an felt that his Highness's expression was equally sad, just like It's like I'm about to cry.

Zhao'an felt a sudden loss in his heart, as if something sour was fermenting in his heart.

He sneaked into Ling Yu's room alone in the middle of the night to look. The lights were not on, and there was no one in the room. Zhao'an pushed open the door and saw that the surrounding furnishings were still so familiar.

Gently lying on the bed where he used to sleep, with a familiar smell in his breath, his heart became more and more uncomfortable, will His Highness coax that child to sleep?Will he be allowed to sleep in his own bed?Will you also gently comfort him over and over again when he wakes up?He is the second master in the house, His Highness treats him so dearly, but he is just an outcast, a servant, what qualifications do he have to compare with him, thinking about it makes his nose a little sore.

Ling Yu quietly stood sideways by the door, looking at the hazy figure lying on the bed inside, without making a sound, and at the same time stopped Ji Qing from going in and asking Zhaoan to come out, but didn't intend to go in to comfort him, quietly Turn around and take Ji Qing away.

"Ask the butler to give me a room." Ling Yu ordered.

Just after setting up the child, I asked the maid to take care of Ling Yu before coming back. It's already late at night, and it's time to rest. Ling Yu has always treated Zhao'an very well, but today Zhao'an's inexplicable loss made even Ji Qing feel that something was wrong. Under such circumstances, it's not a big deal to spend a night together with Zhao'an, but Ling Yu didn't mean that, Ji Qing asked in puzzlement, "Your Highness?"

The lanterns on the corridor were shining brightly. Ling Yu didn't look back, nor did he explain. The only thing he confirmed was that Zhao'an's growth was influenced by himself. Ling Yu didn't want him to participate too much in some things, but as Zhao'an grew up, he began to He has his own thoughts, and he can't let it go so selfishly.