"Who is outside?" came the thin and weak voice of the little princess.
Pei Yan said: "It's me, Your Highness, I am Pei Yan."
A few quarters of an hour later, with a "squeak" sound, the door opened, and Fuying's tear-stained little face came into view.
Small and delicate cheeks, the skin is smooth and snow-white, a pair of almond-shaped eyes are red, the slightly trembling eyelashes are already covered with teardrops, and the glossy black hair like satin is scattered around the slender waist.
It’s confusion and helplessness.
She was still frightened and very tired: "When is it?"
"A quarter of the Yin hour." Pei Yan replied.
This is the first time he has seen such a fragile and fragile little princess.
In daily life, the little princess is always smiling, gentle and polite. As the most noble princess in the empire, the elegance of abiding by etiquette has long been deeply imprinted in her bones, making people unconsciously become as low as dust.
It is very inappropriate for such a proud girl to have such sadness and pain on her cheeks. Who hurt her? Is it something in a dream?
Pei Yan subconsciously asked: "Your Highness, are you having a nightmare?"
Fuying asked for no reason: "Pei Yan, you have been in the palace for some time. Do you miss your mother when you are away from home?"
The young man's voice was calm: "Actually, I don't have a mother."
Fuying was puzzled: "As a human being, you have a mother. How come you don't have a mother?"
Pei Yan raised his head slightly and met the girl's almond-shaped eyes. There was no wave in her calm eyes: "The slave is an orphan without a father and a mother. Aunt Qi picked the slave up on the roadside."
After a pause: "Did Your Highness just dream about his mother?"
Fuying frowned slightly, not wanting to bring up this topic now.
Her father's order explicitly prohibited anyone from mentioning her mother in the palace, including herself. If she did, it would be a death penalty.
In fact, she couldn't remember how long it had been since she mentioned her mother to anyone else, because no one dared to answer her words. Even her father, who had always been extremely tolerant of her, was furious when he heard her mention her mother last time.<
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Later, she became sensible and never mentioned it again. This was the first time since she grew up that she mentioned the unfamiliar word "mother" to others. She was a little frightened, but she also looked forward to Pei Yan listening to her talk.<
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As expected, the young man's soft voice came: "Your Highness, I heard you murmuring in your sleep."
Fuying's eye circles quickly turned red again: "Do you know this is a capital crime?"
Pei Yan knelt down and said, "Your Highness, please punish me."
The girl seemed to sigh and reminded: "If I say that it is not good for you, my mother has always been a taboo in the Wei royal court. My father does not allow anyone to mention it. If you listen to it, it may be a serious crime of beheading."
"However, compared to the death penalty, His Highness's affairs are the most important in my heart. Even if it means beheading, I don't care."
The young man's eyes were full of sincerity and passion, and he said seriously: "Your Highness is not happy, and I am not happy either. Your Highness has a nightmare, and I can't wait to turn it on myself."
Fuying smiled and said lightly: "Actually, it's a nightmare, but not a nightmare... Have you ever dreamed of your mother? In your dream, what does your mother look like?"
"I have never seen my mother, so I don't know what she looks like. However, in my dreams, she is very gentle. She always holds me in her arms and coaxes me to sleep softly." Pei Yan's voice was very soft and full of emotion.
With a trace of warm waves.
Fuying yearns for it but feels lost at the same time: "It's great, such a dream is so wonderful..."
Unlike her, in the dream, her mother didn't like her either. Whether she was being coquettish or distressed, her mother hated her.
As I thought about it, the crystal tears in the corners of my eyes could no longer be suppressed, and they fell one after another.
"Your Highness, can I help you wipe away your tears?" The young man's voice was soft, lest he scare the fragile and beautiful girl.
Eyes facing each other, in the silent night, under the cool moonlight, there is a bright luster. Occasionally, a wild crow passes through the hall among the golden shadows of the trees. The fireflies are faint and unbelievably quiet.
Pei Yan stood up, bent down slightly, slowly raised his palms, and gently wiped away the tears on Fuying's cheeks.
The pearl-like tears kept rolling down. He was extremely stubborn and wanted to wipe away every tear.
"Your Highness, Pei Yan will always stay by your side. If I can, I am willing to bear all the nightmares for Your Highness."
Fuying shed tears and suddenly smiled: "Who do you think you are? Are you so capable?"
"For Your Highness, I can do anything."
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When there was a faint sheen on the sky, the last bit of moonlight disappeared. Fuying stretched out her stiff arms and enjoyed the moonlight for the first time in the middle of the night, with the slave beside her.
However, she is very happy.
"It's time to go back. If the wet nurse finds out, she will be nagging in my ear again."
Just as she turned around, she seemed to have remembered something and asked again: "By the way, Pei Yan, are you still coming at night?"
Pei Yan cannot be the master of this matter, and his replacement last night was an accident: "Of course I want to come."
Fuying looked happy and jumped slightly while clapping her hands: "That's great!"
As soon as these words came out, Pei Yan's eyes flashed with surprise: "If Your Highness is willing, I will guard you every day."
Fu Ying replied: "From now on, you will be the one doing all the vigils."
"Yes." Pei Yan was surprised and thanked him.
Yun Ye got up very early today, but saw that her sleepy princess had already gotten up. She glanced at Pei Yan suspiciously, and then said to Fu Ying: "Your Highness, are you going to the Prince's place today?"
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Fu Ying was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered that today was the day to select the Crown Princess, and she was so careless that she almost forgot!
The Empress held a tea party in Yeting, but it was actually for the Prince to find a suitable candidate for the Crown Princess. All the ladies from the Chang'an City family came here, just to win the Prince's attention and establish relations with the Xie family.
People like this are very rare in Wei Dynasty now.
"By the way, I have to take a good look at my eldest brother to see what his favorite future sister-in-law looks like."
With that said, she ran into the hall in a hurry and called for someone to come and comb her hair. Today she chose an elegant and refreshing moon white fine-grained skirt. It was not a standout dress. After all, she didn't want to stand out at the Camellia Party.
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Pei Yan waited outside the hall for about an hour, only to wait until Yun Ye sent him away: "The aunt in charge said that we are building a garden ahead and there is still a shortage of people to drive piles. You can go ahead."
Her attitude was still bad, but the young man showed an indifferent and gentle smile, and gently returned the gift and withdrew.
However, before leaving, he reluctantly glanced at the door of the little princess's bedroom, and thought about what time tonight he should change into a thick bedding.
This chapter has been completed!