Prince Yu's Mansion.
When Ye Jinxiao came back, it was already afternoon. As soon as he entered the palace, many servants greeted him in a flattering and flattering manner:
"Princess, you are back."
"Greetings to the princess."
From ancient times to the present, the most indispensable thing is the grass on the wall that embraces the high and the low, and adapts to the wind.
Ye Jinxiao was too lazy to answer and went directly in the direction of Leng Yuan.
"princess!"
At this time, Jing Yi hurried over from not far away.
Ye Jinxiao had a fair impression of him.
Jing Yi and his sister Jing Yun depended on each other for life. Logically speaking, he should protect her and put Jing Yun first in everything. However, he was fair and just in the matter of "throwing a snake", and sent her away with his own hands regardless of Jing Yun's pleas and objections. Go back to the countryside.
She paused: "What's the matter?"
Jing Yi held up his hand and said, "Princess, can you go and see the master?"
The temperature on Ye Jinxiao's face dropped by three points.
"Master has been in the rain all night, and today he is struggling again. The wind and cold have entered his body, and he has a high fever and is comatose. Please go and see the master."
Ye Jinxiao's voice was lukewarm: "The palace has a doctor. If nothing works, go to the palace and ask for a doctor. If you are sick, just take medicine. I am not a medicine guide. What do you ask me to do?"
After saying that, he walked away directly.
"princess!"
Jing Yi raised his head in shock: "Princess!"
The woman has gone away.
The master is upset because of her, but she is so cruel?
Over the years, she has clearly loved her master!
"What are you begging her to do? Isn't it bad enough that she made the palace a mess?" On the other side, Feng Xing held his sword in both hands and walked out coldly.
Jing Yi tilted his head: "What do you know!"
The voice was extremely cold: "Feng Xing, you don't understand anything!"
Fengxing's face suddenly turned ugly:
"Jing Yi, we have trained together since we were young. We have licked blood together and fought life and death for our master. You actually said such things to me for someone like the princess?"
"Don't forget, she almost killed your sister back then!"
"The person who harmed my sister with his own hands was Liu Mingyue!" Jing Yi said loudly.
"She encouraged Jingyun to fall down the steps and blame the princess. She also tampered with the medicine and almost killed Jingyun. If the princess hadn't come to the rescue, Jingyun would have died!"
"What did you say?!"
This time, Feng Xing was shocked.
"Besides, the real person who saved my master back then was the princess! Then Liu Mingyue is a thief who takes the credit!"
"What!!"
Fengxing was even more shocked.
"The personal jade pendant lost by the master seven years ago has always been on the princess. This is the best proof!"
"Feng Xing, it's not me who's blind, it's you."
Jing Yi looked at him and said word by word:
"Don't think that I don't know that you were trying to find out the whereabouts of the princess for Liu Mingyue a few days ago, which caused the princess to almost lose her virginity in the tea house in the middle of the lake. You clearly know about Liu Mingyue's vicious thoughts and style, and you still help him do it. You... just take care of yourself. .”
After Jing Yi finished speaking, he walked away.
Feng Xing stood there in shock, barely able to hold the sword in his hand. Seven years of knowledge was overturned in one fell swoop. He was so stiff that he couldn't react for a long time.
Is this the truth?
how come……
Cold courtyard.
Ye Jinxiao came back, Rou'er heated up the charcoal fire in the room, and Axia steamed red date cake and brought it in.
"Miss, Aunt Zhu returned to the palace today. The Supreme Emperor asked again, why didn't you come into the palace to see him?"
Ye Jinxiao didn't want to have anything to do with the royal family.
The last time I visited the hospital, I met the Supreme Emperor for the first time, and the Supreme Emperor hinted that he wanted to have a great-grandson.
She was eager to make peace with King Yu as soon as possible, so how could she go to the Supreme Emperor and give him his head?
Seeking death.
"If he is unwell, I will go to the palace with other concubines, princes, and sisters-in-law to attend to his illness. If there is nothing else, just say... I have contracted the cold and it is inconvenient to enter the palace. Please push him away."
Axia couldn't understand.
The Supreme Emperor personally asked to see the lady by name. This is an honor that many people dream of. Why does the lady want to hide?
Rou'er: "Axia, please go out first."
"Yes, Sister Rou'er, the lotus seed and tremella soup is still boiling in the pot..."
"Bring it here after it's cooked. Add half a spoonful of sugar. Miss likes sweet things."
"yes."
Rou'er closed the door, walked to the stove, and then whispered: "Miss, the situation with the prince doesn't seem to be good."
It rained so heavily last night and lasted all night, and it was such a severe winter that no one could bear it.
Ye Jinxiao looked calm: "So what?"
When he beat 'Ye Jinxiao' to death before, 'Ye Jinxiao's situation was even worse.
"It's just the wind and cold, it won't kill anyone."
"This is."
Knowing that the young lady had given up on the prince, Rou'er was not in a position to say anything more, so she changed the topic to the shop.
"Miss, these are the newly selected shops with excellent locations. These two are next to Yuehu Lake..."
Rou'er talks about business.
Ye Jinxiao is discussing with him.
Two quarters of an hour later, Axia brought cooked lotus seeds and white fungus soup.
Half an hour later, Chu Yuci arrived.
He was wearing a heavy robe and stood in the yard, his face pale and coughing, "Xiao'er."
Ahem...
When he woke up from a high fever, the first thing he did was not take medicine. Instead, he struggled to get up and ran to Lengyuan, just to see Ye Jinxiao.
Even just looking at her, sitting with her, and saying a few words calmly is enough.
"Xiao'er, are you back?"
The door of the room was closed, and there was the sound of a charcoal fire burning inside. It was obvious that someone was there, but there was no response.
"Xiao'er..."
The light in his eyes dimmed.
She is in the house.
Even though he was separated by a door, he could clearly predict that those cold and unwarm eyes looked at him with no emotion at all.
indifferent.
Alienation.
He never thought that one day he would regret it like this, let alone ask for her forgiveness easily.
"Xiao'er, I'm sorry for you, seven years... At the beginning, I shouldn't have believed Liu Mingyue's words. If I had persisted in getting to the bottom of it, why would I have to pay for the wrong seven years..."
His thin lips quivered, as bitter as coptis:
"I know that I have done a lot of stupid things, and now that I think about it, I really deserve to die. It's too many to mention. But Xiao'er, can you give me a chance to change my ways? Use the rest of my life to atone for my sins and make up for all the grievances you have suffered?"
"Xiao'er..."
The man's shaky body stood in the small courtyard. The wind was getting colder at dusk. His face was pale and he kept complaining of pain.
inside the house.
Ye Jinxiao was sitting lazily on a plush cushion, with Mrs. Tang holding her in her arms, keeping her body warm. She had a book spread out in her hand and was reading intently.
Rou'er stood aside, sometimes looking at the young lady, sometimes looking out, not daring to say anything.
The prince divorced his concubine Liu, and finally discovered the beauty of the young lady, but the young lady was already heartbroken.
Just how cruel he was when he humiliated the young lady for Concubine Liu, the young lady was just as cruel now.
Not worthy of sympathy or forgiveness.
The night is getting darker.
Chu Yuci was still standing outside the house, his pleading voice getting hoarse and his coughing getting louder and louder. His shoulders were beating hard, as if he was coughing out his lungs.
"Xiao'er, please see me and talk to me, even if you hit me or scold me... Ahem! Ahem! Xiao'er..."
Don't be so heartless to him.
However, from beginning to end, there was no response from him.
Another hour passed with a snap of the fingers.
Ye Jinxiao fell asleep, and the servants also rested. Chu Yuci's figure was left standing in the cold night wind, his red eyes looking at the closed door with great hope.
He begged and longed, but the only answer he received was the deep cold night.
This night was like her, dead silent, cold, not willing to give him even a glimmer of hope.
"Cough... cough cough..."
"Ahem!"
He was weak, choked and coughed many times, and it was freezing cold at midnight. Finally, he could no longer hold on to his feverish body and fell down.
"master!"
