Ji Wanrong happened to raise his head at this moment and met the emperor's gaze.
And in her peripheral vision, she saw the queen's face.
The queen was panting heavily at the moment, her fingers tightly holding the phoenix robe at her side, and tears rolled down her cheeks.
She almost couldn't control her emotions.
But although the queen was crying, her expression did not change at all. Ji Wanrong could feel the sadness in her eyes, but strangely, the corners of her mouth did not even turn down.
I don’t know what words she heard from someone that made her empathize so deeply and make her sad like this.
Or maybe he pities his son and is about to divorce?
Ji Wanrong didn't know.
This was the first time she took a closer look at the queen's face. The queen's facial features were very good. In fact, she was somewhat similar to Mo Jie Cheng. She was generous and generous, but a little less sharp than Mo Jie Cheng. She was the standard appearance of the mother of the country.
But that was all. Apart from this, Ji Wanrong could no longer see anything else from her face, neither her past nor her future.
Ji Wanrong was observing the tears rolling down the queen's cheeks, feeling a little confused when she heard the emperor's voice gradually ringing out.
It resounded in every corner of the hall.
"Since the eldest princess has said so, I don't want to care about you anymore."
"I will give you one month, one month. During this period, County Master Qinghui can return to her parents' home on her own. If after one month, County Master Qinghui still insists, then let's make peace."
The emperor's words were like the final judgment, and the big stone in Ji Wanrong's heart finally fell to the ground.
She breathed a sigh of relief slowly, and her whole body seemed to feel lighter all of a sudden, but she didn't feel very relaxed in her heart.
When Mo Jiecheng heard the news, he still straightened his back and his whole body was as stiff as wood.
He slowly closed his scarlet eyes, and a crystal teardrop rolled down from his eyelids, dripping on the red carpet and blooming into small splashes.
After Ji Wanrong thanked him, she didn't want to look at him anymore. Instead, she supported the eldest princess and walked out slowly.
When she walked to Mo Jiecheng, Mo Jiecheng suddenly reached out and grabbed her sleeve.
Ji Wanrong thought Mo Jiecheng was still going to pester her, but Mo Jiecheng just pulled her sleeve and said something in a low voice.
"sorry."
Ji Wanrong looked at him silently without answering. It wasn't until Mo Jiecheng let go of his hand that Ji Wanrong walked out silently.
When the eldest princess was about to step out of the threshold of the hall, she slowly turned back.
I saw that many people who were in the main hall were walking out, but Mo Jiecheng's upright body was still kneeling on the spot.
She sighed and asked Ji Wanrong to wait for her at the door for a while, then walked back barefoot, walked to Mo Jiecheng's side, and reached out to stroke his messy temples.
Mo Jiecheng slowly raised his head to look at her. As he moved, tears kept rolling down his eyes. What the eldest princess saw were his red eyes.
Frightened, helpless, like a little beast.
That fragile look was just like the way he ran barefoot into his arms on that rainy night twenty years ago.
It's like being abandoned by the whole world.
The eldest princess sighed softly again, "Do you realize your mistake? Jie Cheng."
"Knowing that you are wrong means you can start over from the beginning. People should look forward."
As Mo Jiecheng listened, the corner of his mouth slowly raised a smile towards her. That smile was simply uglier than crying.
After the eldest princess said this, she said nothing more and walked out slowly.
When Ji Wanrong walked away, Mo Jiecheng slowly stood up, turned around and looked in her direction.
Then he shook his body and collapsed on the ground, his face turned pale.
There was a bang.
"Hey! Come here, call the imperial physician! Call the imperial physician to cure the prince!"
Mo Jiecheng knew that he was still a prince, and that someone could heal him when he was sick, but the person who healed him would never be that person again.
The last thought that came to his mind before he fell into coma made his internal organs hurt as if they were being shattered.
Ji Wanrong didn't know what was going on in Mojie City.
Ji Wanrong only knew that the emperor finally allowed her to return to his home.
After she went out with the eldest princess, she tore the material on the skirt to pieces and wrapped the eldest princess's feet with her own hands.
The people of Beili are conservative, and it is extremely difficult for a woman to reconcile, and a woman's feet represent a woman's chastity.
Today, the eldest princess took off her hairpin to plead guilty for her, and even went barefoot, risking being demoted to a commoner and being reviled by all the people in the world, to plead for reconciliation on her behalf.
The eldest princess has already thought carefully about their brother and sister and arranged an official position for her brother, which is enough to offset her promise to treat Princess Virgin.
She hasn’t even started treatment yet…
How virtuous and capable she is!
On the carriage, Ji Wanrong looked at the pale face of the eldest princess, opened her mouth, but was speechless.
The eldest princess looked at her with red eyes and without saying a word, she held her head to her chest and hugged her tightly.
"Eldest Princess, you have done enough for me, there is no need to risk your reputation today..."
Before Ji Wanrong finished speaking, the eldest princess just patted her head gently, with loving eyes like she was coaxing a swaddled baby: "Rong'er, you can cry if you want, I know you Uncomfortable."
Ji Wanrong was startled, and then his eyes immediately turned red.
She lay on the eldest princess's chest, feeling the warmth she conveyed. The strong heart she had built up for several months completely collapsed at this moment.
She sobbed softly at first, her pale lips overflowing with sobs uncontrollably, and then her whole body trembled.
Ji Wanrong felt so tired.
She felt that she was really tired.
I don’t know how long it has been since I came here alone. Every day was really dangerous. Everyone had to deal with her, everyone wanted to hurt her, everyone was afraid of avoiding her, and everyone wanted to Want her life.
She was homesick.
Ji Wanrong cried herself to sleep in the arms of the eldest princess. She didn't know when she arrived at Xie's house or when she returned to the bed.
But she slept peacefully that night, not because she was tired, but as peacefully as sleeping at home, sleeping in her arms.
She dreamed of her mother tonight.
The mother in the dream did not get on that plane, and her face was no longer completely blurry. Ji Wanrong could clearly see her appearance, and she looked very similar to him.
She taught herself how to use sanitary napkins during menarche, taught herself how to view love, and taught herself how to have the courage not to be loved or chosen - as long as you love yourself enough.
she would say to herself.
"Rongrong, don't be afraid, mom is here."
She will always be by his side.
Ji Wanrong's tears in her dream wet the pillow.
