The Queen Mother looked at Jiang Jingyu expectantly, wanting to get a positive answer from her, even if it was only half a point, as long as she didn't hate Jing'er, the relationship could be cultivated slowly.
The Queen Mother was afraid that Jiang Jingyu would hate Song Wenjing for taking his wife. Once she hated him, there would be no turning back between them.
The hatred only deepens little by little with time.
Jiang Jingyu was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes to meet the Queen Mother's gaze.
She said: "I don't hate Your Majesty."
Jiang Jingyu only said one sentence and then stopped.
The Queen Mother was shocked, and it took her a long time to recover. She held Jiang Jingyu's hand, her eyes a little red.
"Okay, okay, it's fine if Jing Yu doesn't bear any grudge against him. This incident was actually caused by the Ai family. If Jing Yu feels uncomfortable, blame the Ai family or blame the Ai family. The Ai family begs Jing Yu not to do anything to Jing." The son has resentment."
"He, for the first time in his life, is interested in a woman. He is like a young eagle that has just learned to flap its wings. He cannot control certain things. If he does something wrong, I hope Jingyu can be more tolerant."
Jiang Jingyu: "..."
What things?
She actually felt that the innocent emperor took care of everything very well!
After Jiang Jingyu had a meal at the Queen Mother's place, the Queen Mother drove her back to Fengyi Palace to rest.
In the evening, Song Wenjing came to Fengyi Palace to have dinner with Jiang Jingyu like last night. He watched Jiang Jingyu lie down on the bed and tuck her into the bed, and then left Fengyi Palace on the pretext that he still had unfinished government affairs.
It's just that Song Wenjing, who left Fengyi Palace tonight, did not return to Yangxin Palace, but went to the Queen Mother's Kunning Palace.
"Did the queen mother help my son to ask questions? What did Ayu say?"
Before anyone could reach the inner hall, Song Wenjing's voice came in first.
The Queen Mother leaned on the bedside and looked at Song Wenjing walking towards her, shaking her head helplessly: "I have never seen you come to my mother's harem so late."
Song Wenjing went straight to the Queen Mother's bed and sat down, repeating what she just said.
"Did Queen Mother ask? What did Ayu say?"
The question of asking Jiang Jingyu whether he had feelings for Song Wenjing was entrusted to the Queen Mother by Song Wenjing himself.
He couldn't speak himself, so he had to ask the Queen Mother to help him ask.
Although he knew that it was most likely the result that he didn't want to hear, Song Wenjing still wanted an answer.
Of course, even if Song Wenjing didn't ask, the Queen Mother would still ask.
Half of her body has been buried, and the only person she can't worry about is Song Wenjing. If Song Wenjing can find a mutually agreeable person, the Queen Mother will have no regrets even if she dies.
"Jing Yu said she doesn't hate you."
The Queen Mother told Song Wenjing Jiang Jingyu's original words.
Song Wenjing was stunned at first, and then a flash of loneliness flashed across her face very quickly, which was all seen by the Queen Mother.
The Queen Mother patted the back of his hand and said comfortingly: "Don't be too anxious, Jing'er. After all, Jing Yu and Zhou Huaiqian are childhood sweethearts, and the relationship between childhood sweethearts cannot be let go overnight."
"So you have to give her more time. As long as she doesn't hate you, feelings can be cultivated slowly."
…
Three days later.
The dark clouds in the sky were heavy and heavy, and the branches were swaying and flying. From time to time, a huge bolt of lightning lit up the entire sky, winding and galloping on the dark shadow of the trees, piercing the haze in the sky like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.
Qiu Shuang and Dong Xu closed all the windows and came to the bed. At this time, Jiang Jingyu was sitting on the bed, wrapping his whole body in quilt.
"Your Majesty, it looks like it's going to rain. Your Majesty, don't be afraid. My servants will be guarding you in the palace tonight."
After Qiu Shuang finished speaking, she stood aside, feeling a little suspicious.
She remembered that the empress was not afraid of thunder before. Why was she so timid now?
Jiang Jingyu grabbed the corner of the quilt and looked at Qiu Shuang and Dong Xu: "You all should retreat, there is no need to guard."
"But my dear, you..."
"I'm fine, I'm going to sleep now."
Jiang Jingyu fell down as he spoke and forced himself to close his eyes.
"this……"
Qiu Shuang was a little hesitant. The empress was already so scared. They had to stay here to feel at ease.
"Let's go."
Dong Xu's eyes flashed slightly, and then she tugged on Qiu Shuang's sleeves and pulled her back.
Boom——
There was a loud noise that shook the windows.
Song Wenjing, who was handling government affairs in Yangxin Hall, frowned, stood up and walked out of the hall.
Eunuch Su was startled and hurriedly chased after him with an umbrella: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, where are you going at this late hour?"
Song Wenjing said nothing and went in the direction of Fengyi Palace.
The rain was too heavy, with thunder and strong winds. Su Eunuch-gong rushed to hold up an umbrella for Song Wenjing, but his own body was mostly wet.
Song Wenjing walked through the long corridor and walked through rows of palaces, and finally came to the pavilion in front of Fengyi Palace.
Eunuch Su hurriedly put away his umbrella and arranged Song Wenjing's clothes. Although there was an umbrella holding it, raindrops still fell on Song Wenjing.
After Eunuch Su arranged his clothes, Song Wenjing continued to walk forward. Eunuch Su hurriedly picked up the umbrella and followed slowly.
Song Wenjing took two steps and suddenly stopped and ordered: "No need to follow, just step back."
Eunuch Su was stunned: "Huh?"
Then he thought of something and nodded hurriedly: "Oh! Resign, old slave!"
After Eunuch Su finished speaking, he took the umbrella and returned the same way, even walking more briskly.
After three days, His Majesty is finally going to stay at Fengyi Palace!
"ah--"
As an angry thunder struck down, a horrified shout rang out from Fengyi Palace.
Song Wenjing flashed and arrived in front of Fengyi Palace in an instant, pushing the door open and entering without saying a word.
The first thing he saw was Jiang Jingyu kneeling on the bed, covering his head with a quilt and shivering.
"Don't be afraid, Ayu, I'm here."
Song Wenjing took him and the quilt into his arms.
Boom——
Another muffled thunder struck along with lightning. Jiang Jingyu shivered and grabbed the skirt of Song Wenjing's chest with both hands.
Song Wenjing looked down at the hands on her chest and patted Jiang Jingyu's back gently.
"Auntie, don't be afraid, I'm here."
The rolling thunder resounded through the sky one after another. Every time there was a thunder, Jiang Jingyu subconsciously crawled deeper into Song Wenjing's arms. In the end, her whole body was pressed against him.
Two soft balls pressed against Song Wenjing's chest, making his whole body tense up.
Her body was a fatal temptation for him who had just eaten meat.
Jiang Jingyu huddled up in Song Wenjing's arms, like a frightened rabbit. Whenever there was thunder, she hurriedly covered her ears, closed her eyes tightly and buried her face in Song Wenjing's arms.
Feeling the man's muscles gradually tightening, Jiang Jingyu lowered his eyes to hide the cunning in his eyes.
At first, Song Wenjing let her lean into his arms, but as the thunder became louder and louder, the hand holding his chest tightened, and it seemed to move across the sensitive area.
Song Wenjing's big palms tightened slightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He lowered his eyes and looked at the little woman in his arms, and his warm breath sprayed on the top of her head.
"Ah Yu, don't move."
