There were only two people facing each other on the relatively spacious street.
Just a frown with annoyance, a thin lip pursed slightly, as if he had something to say, but with restraint.
The passers-by who came and went occasionally, although they didn't dare to stare all the time, secretly cast their eyes on the two of them.
"I know you don't like being looked at, so why don't you get in the carriage first and check your pulse before talking?"
Pei Yanzhou's low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears.
There was a gentleness in the question, a tone that Song Jinyin had never heard before, as if it put her on the top of her heart.
She had waited for some time, but now that she had no expectations before listening, she felt more and more that those days in the past were really too bitter.
Recalling what happened with Feng Qiyu, Song Jinyin turned around when she was about to leave and walked towards the carriage.
Pei Yanzhou was one step ahead of her, so he couldn't see his black eyes that suddenly lit up, nor could he see the grayness in his eyes after he saw her face clearly.
The two were speechless for a moment.
One was waiting, the other didn't want to say anything, until Doctor Mu got off the carriage after diagnosing Ping An's pulse, and once again only the two of him were left in the fairly spacious carriage.
"This is a newly stewed nourishing medicinal meal."
A steaming cup of soup was placed in front of her, and a pot of charcoal that was originally burning in the corner of the carriage was taken down for fear of burning her.
"Thank you."
Song Jinyin was too lazy to refuse anymore, took the spoon and took a sip.
There is indeed some medicinal flavor, but more of it is the fragrance of the soup itself.
She drank a few sips until her stomach felt warm before she opened her mouth again.
"The eldest girl from the Prefect's Mansion came to look for me today."
Song Jinyin covered her thoughts in her eyes, paused and then said: "If the Crown Prince is really doing it for me and the child in my belly, I would ask the Crown Prince to take care of his own business first and don't do this again."
"I have nothing to do with her," Pei Yanzhou frowned and spoke subconsciously, fearing that she might misunderstand.
"I just met her once in the Prefect's Mansion. I didn't pay attention to her. This time I came to Luo City, I had nothing to do with anyone else."
"I don't care about that."
Song Jinyin's voice was calm and she lowered her eyes to look at the clear soup base in the spoon.
"I said, I don't care who you are with in the future or what kind of woman is standing next to you. I just want a sense of security, but once someone else is watching you because of you, it will be hard for me to lose this security." On the head."
There was the sound of a tea cup breaking, and soon there was a smell of rust on the tip of my nose.
Pei Yanzhou's hands were soaked with blood, but he did not react and still only focused his eyes on Song Jinyin.
"Did she hurt you today?"
"Never."
Song Jinyin finally raised her eyes and glanced at his hand that hadn't let go.
Tea cup fragments could be faintly seen between the finger bones, as well as more and more blood stains.
In the past, at this time, she would have frowned, carefully cleaned his wounds, applied medicine to him, and then cleaned up the broken pieces.
But at this moment, she just glanced lightly, and then met his gaze indifferently.
"Let it go, Pei Yanzhou. Instead of focusing on me, you should take care of the things you should take care of."
"You are my business."
"I'm not."
Song Jinyin put down the spoon and wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief.
"Feng Qiyu came to see me today, showing her goodwill and making false promises. I think it was just to find out information about you. After all, I have never interacted with her, and the first meeting was not a pleasant one."
"What else did she say to you?"
The man's tone was a bit colder. Song Jinyin didn't understand where his coldness came from, but she still shook her head.
"Whether she is actually because of you, I can only guess, but now I just want a stable life. I don't want to meet the next Ye Wanqiu."
Song Jinyin's calm voice seemed to overlap with the forbearing questioning in Zhuya Courtyard.
It vaguely brought people back to the past, and also opened another hole in Pei Yanzhou's guilt.
"There will never be another Ye Wanqiu."
The man's eyes gradually turned red, but he finally couldn't resist the cry in his heart that he wanted to get close to her. He approached the person in front of him and forced her back against the wall of the car.
Xu Shi had just drank the hot soup, and the girl in front of him had rosy lips, and she could capture everything about him with just one glance.
But Pei Yanzhou still managed to stay awake.
He just sniffed the familiar and calming fragrance. After struggling, his eyes regained their forbearance and restraint little by little.
"I originally wanted to check on the prefect of Luo City. I didn't touch her because I didn't want to alert anyone. But I didn't know that she would find you and target you."
The low, dry and hoarse voice fell into my ears, just like every time the two of them had been close.
Song Jinyin turned her head to avoid his deep and forbearing gaze.
The hands that originally wanted to push him away fell to his sides again, not wanting to have any contact with him.
Seeing this, Pei Yanzhou felt even more sore. He held back the redness in his eyes, spoke to her word by word, and said it again.
It's like the promise that a man values most, and it's also like standing up with a dark person on his back, in front of the girl he likes, humble and powerful intertwined.
"There will never be another Ye Wanqiu, nor will there be anyone else, Yin Yin, I only want you."
After seeing Pei Yanzhou lower his head several times, Song Jinyin began to feel relieved.
She always knew that it was too late.
But Pei Yanzhou didn't listen, so she had to be patient again and again, "Your Majesty, you don't have to be like this. I really am no longer willing to look back, and I am no longer willing to stay by your side."
The meaning is the same as before.
That is, I no longer like you.
Song Jinyin's eyes held a calmness that was unfamiliar to Pei Yanzhou.
He had never been so close before, and now that he met her eyes again, Pei Yanzhou realized that he could not clearly see his figure reflected in her watery eyes.
Something seemed to be getting further and further away from him.
It was clear that the person in his heart was right in front of him, but he couldn't catch anything.
"I know you don't want to, but it's me who wants to stay by your side, Yin Yin. It's me who fell in love with you without knowing it."
Song Jinyin didn't know if the two of them would have ended differently if they had heard this earlier.
But she rarely thinks about things that never happened.
To this day, she is calmer than anyone else. The occasional fluctuations are only for a moment.
And this sentence of "like" sounded too much like a joke, and it even brought back some bad memories from the past, making Song Jinyin even more sober because of the coldness.
She simply leaned against the car wall and looked at the man in front of her.
"The prince once said that love and love are the most unworthy things in the world. Now the prince wants to pick up these humble things in the mud. Why bother."
"Yes, I said it, that's why I'm in this situation now, I can't find you anywhere."
Pei Yanzhou spoke with difficulty, and every word was filled with bitterness.
He thought that if he had admitted his feelings earlier, maybe Song Jinyin would have been with him and given him a home for these long years.
But he seemed to have spoken too late.
No one told him how to get his little girl back, and no one told him how to win back his sweetheart.
He seemed to have stepped into the snowy sky, unable to see clearly the road ahead. Step by step, the walk was hard and cold.
Song Jinyin saw Pei Yanzhou's loneliness clearly.
She was stunned for a moment.
It's not because she's soft-hearted or hesitant, she's just not used to it.
She didn't think Pei Yanzhou would be sad without her.
Just like every punishment that had fallen on her, if she had died in those drizzling days, Pei Yanzhou would no longer have her by his side.
What will he do then?
Will he follow himself to death?
She thought that Pei Yanzhou probably hadn't figured it out yet. She just thought about the name Song Jinyin a few times in her mind. When she saw that there was another child in her belly, she felt that he had a heartbeat.
But Song Jinyin didn't believe it at all.
"I'm going in, Your Majesty."
Song Jinyin was sober and calm at the moment.
Pei Yanzhou really wanted to put her in a carriage, drive straight to Kyoto, take her back to the house, and keep her in the craziest way.
But that thought only lasted for a moment.
Song Jinyin has always been decisive. If he is ruthless, she can be even ruthless.
She had some scruples before, but now that she is tied to her child, she is not afraid of anything.
Pei Yanzhou didn't dare.
I don't dare to force her, and I don't dare to miss this possibly last chance to get close to her.
...
When leaving, Song Jinyin suddenly hesitated, stopped and faced the direction of the carriage.
However, the hesitation lasted only a moment. After recalling her father's face without looking back while rescuing the victims, Song Jinyin still spoke.
"Did the Crown Prince know about the flood in Luo City two years ago?"
"Yeah, I know."
Pei Yanzhou didn't know why the girl in front of him mentioned the flood in Luo City two years ago.
But seeing her look more serious, Pei Yanzhou suppressed the pain in his heart and nodded, and spoke to her carefully.
"The disaster was serious at that time. The court sent people and allocated a large amount of disaster relief funds. It took a long time to deal with it in Luo City... Why did you suddenly mention this matter?"
"Nothing, but I heard a few words today. I heard that many people died at that time, and many victims were not properly resettled, so I wanted to ask."
"Hasn't it been properly accommodated?"
The man's voice was still a little hoarse, as if he hadn't gotten out of the depression just now.
Just mentioning things related to the people, Pei Yanzhou's expression darkened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and when he asked the question, he instantly gained a bit more momentum.
Seeing his appearance, Song Jinyin felt relieved.
"I once heard my father say that the people should be comforted and the victims should be placed and cared for in other places to prevent epidemics after major disasters. But no matter what, unless there is a riot or an epidemic, arrests and suppression, or even coercion without knowing life and death, will be used. The method may only arouse public anger, and I always feel that there are too many poor people in Los Angeles."
After saying this, Song Jinyin said no more.
In fact, speaking of it, even if I noticed something was wrong about what happened two years ago, I might not be able to find any useful information.
Or maybe the officialdom is complicated and there are some signs, so it’s hard to really settle old scores.
But Song Jinyin just wanted to tell Pei Yanzhou what she heard.
Others may not think deeply about it, but her parents once walked through the flood in Anyang County, and everything happened to them.
Nowadays, this city may only be superficially flashy. If it has always been smooth, nothing may happen. However, if a natural disaster comes again, it will surely trigger the pent-up riots, and it will only collapse faster than two years ago.
Song Jinyin didn't want to worry about whether her worries were unfounded, she just wanted to speak out in exchange for some peace of mind.
Pei Yanzhou was left to wonder if she was overthinking, and there were more powerful people to decide.
