Ruan Yuyi didn't want to stay long, so she only replied a few words and left with Xian'er.
Xian'er noticed that she was in a bad mood and stopped making noises to relieve her boredom. He grabbed her hand and walked all the way back to Mrs. Ruan's place.
It wasn't until she entered the bright hall and her hands were covered with her mother's warmth that she felt her feet had landed on solid ground and her body had warmed up a bit.
Ruan Zhuoxin strode out from the side door leading to the backyard, looking nervous, "Yi'er, haven't you met anyone before?"
Although she didn't know why he asked this question, Ruan Yuyi still said truthfully, "I met the Crown Prince Yu." It was strange, because the Crown Prince would run to a place like the temple without an appointment with the concubine.
He was obviously relieved when he didn't hear the answer he was thinking about.
After asking for a jade pendant to keep him safe, he began to urge a few people to go back home. The people around him didn't seem to be much of a problem, but they were just having a little fun, so they got on the carriage and pouted.
His uncharacteristic behavior made Ruan Yuyi even more sure of her suspicions.
——The new emperor is indeed here.
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Jiang Huaiyang watched her leave.
The silver-red skirt was like clouds, and because of her hurried steps, a flower bloomed, which was extremely bright and dazzling. She disappeared after turning the door.
He looked at it with a solemn expression for a long time, so much so that Jiang Qi beside him called him many times, but he never heard him.
"Little Emperor Uncle," Jiang Qi held the jade bone fan in his hand and tapped his forearm, "Since I saw someone, why didn't I show up? Wouldn't it be easier if I directly sent an order to her to return to the palace?
Why bother to be next to each other?"
"What did she say?" He finally withdrew his gaze.
Jiang Qi saw what he was thinking, and bluntly poked his heart into his heart, "It's just ordinary greetings, and I never mentioned you."
His eyes were dark, and he pursed his lips slightly and remained silent. He thought that she was probably a rabbit, easily frightened, and the harder he pushed her, the farther she would run.
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As the days went by, Ruan Yuyi laughed more and more realistically amidst the fun of her two younger siblings.
It seems that she has left everything in the palace behind, and only she knows it, but in fact it is just buried in her heart. If she doesn't mention it, and the Ruan family doesn't mention it, they will treat it as if it doesn't exist for the time being.
That day, the weather was fine. The messenger delivered a letter from Aunt Mei, and the boy guarding the door forwarded it to Ruan Yuyi.
At this moment, she had a small chair set up, leaning in the sun, and her whole body was warmed by the sun.
Xian'er was chattering to her on the side, telling her about the storybook she read yesterday, how interesting it was, and how difficult it was to calm down. During the conversation, more than half of the pot of tea was poured out, and half of the plate was filled with dried fruit shells.
"Miss, this is a letter from Chang Yu Lai." Mu Xiang unfolded the letter and handed it to her hand.
She took it and read it carefully, word for word, leaning on a furry head on her shoulder.
Ruan Yuxian looked at it for a while and asked, "Is this my sister's old friend?"
She shook her head, nodded again, and the words went through her mouth for a long time. In the end, she could only give Aunt Mei a confirmed identity, "She is the aunt of the Cheng family."
Xian'er didn't have a good impression of the Cheng family. When he heard this, he immediately frowned and said, "Sister, it doesn't matter what she does, just let her fend for herself."
"She is good at playing the piano and was originally the sweetheart of Mr. Cheng's family," Ruan Yuyi did not answer, but whispered softly, folding the letter according to the original traces in her hand, "Later, her husband was robbed by Miss Zhu's family, and she had no choice but to succumb to
As a concubine, she was suppressed by the power of the principal wife.
"She has a daughter under her knees, who is about the same age as you. She is only accompanied by pills all the time, lingering on the sick bed. Last year, Aunt Mei got pregnant and was...she was caused by the eldest princess's unintentional mistake and she had a miscarriage. Then she was treated in the name of recuperation.
Sent to a foreign land."
Now, when she heard about the Cheng family, she was horrified and insisted on going back.
Looking at the handwriting on the letter, although it was written in a hurry, it was also strong and powerful. It is not difficult to see that her mind has been made up. Ruan Yuyi did not intend to persuade, and it was Aunt Mei's freedom to return or not, even though Aunt Mei knew that coming back would only cause trouble.
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"Ah," Xian'er was silent for a long time after hearing this, "That's pitiful. But why does the Master of the Cheng family have to marry that poisonous woman?"
Ruan Yuyi looked dazed. Forced by circumstances? Seduced by fame and fortune? No matter what, it was all lost in the past. She was just an outsider, so she could only turn this into a story and tell it to others, but she could not tell the difference between right and wrong.
It was also because she wrote a letter to Changyu that she learned that although the Cheng family was in distress now, people who had known each other were concerned about the charges against the Cheng eldest son, and no one dared to help.
But the master of the Cheng family sent some of the gold and jade he had left to Aunt Mei. These things were enough to ensure that she would have enough food and clothing for twenty years, or she could get married again.
At the same time, he also hid Aunt Mei very well and never let her know about the Cheng family. If Ruan Yuyi hadn't sent the letter, I'm afraid Aunt Mei wouldn't know about it when there was no one in the Cheng family.
Despite this, she still chose to come back.
Aunt Mei is too crazy after all.
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After dinner, I went to Mrs. Ruan's courtyard. I happened to pass by Ruan Zhuoying's courtyard and met him outside to endorse.
He still had the skinny appearance of a young man, with his hands clasped behind his back and a book rolled in his hands, wandering back and forth at the door, muttering something in his mouth.
As he got closer, Ruan Yuyi could clearly hear the contents of "Shang Shu".
She stood not far away until he finished reciting a section and relaxed his tone. He turned around and met her eyes, then stepped forward and said, "Daddy will be happy to see you working so hard."
After all the ups and downs, he is now a governor, and he will no longer be as stubborn and unwilling to bear it as before.
"Sister!" He put down the book and called. The young man's face was full of vitality. Like the rising sun or the dewdrops on the leaves, his eyes were particularly clear, and it seemed that they could only hold his sister.
sister.
She smiled and hummed softly.
At this moment, a man with an elegant look, white clothes and black hair came out of the courtyard, but his eyes were too dark, but there was a shrewdness that could not be concealed, and he looked like a clean guest.
There would not be such a person in the general's mansion. Ruan Yuyi knew that this was probably the gentleman invited to teach Ying'er, but he didn't seem to be very old.
He came forward, bowed politely, and then said, "The master of your house is indeed a smart man, and his writing skills are quite a bit like Han Changli's."
Ruan Zhuoying took a step back, first called the teacher, and then introduced her.
She replied politely, "I'm just young and love swordsmanship. How can I bear a compliment from my husband?" She said this, and her eyes clearly expressed her appreciation for her brother.
The two chatted for a few words back and forth, nothing more than going around Ying'er. The other party's words were bookish, sensible and polite. Even though it was their first meeting, Ruan Yuyi never felt uncomfortable.
The sky was getting dark very quickly at this moment. The husband gave Ying'er a few instructions before making a speech.