Of course, Ruan Yuyi didn't know about all this, but in the next few days, Jiang Huaiyang was indeed missing, so she felt quite happy.
The weather was getting warmer, so Mrs. Ruan sent someone to send some light materials, one each of lotus root, silver red, and aqua blue, to prepare summer clothes. In the originally empty pond of the General Mansion, new lotuses were planted, but they have not yet bloomed.
In the season, the water is covered with green.
Xian'er has high hopes for these lotus flowers, and from time to time he pulls Ruan Yuyi to take a look, hoping to eat the lotus seeds they produce in the summer.
Muxiang rolled her eyes and laughed at her for being a glutton.
In the end, Ying'er poured cold water on them: these are specially for viewing, and the lotus seeds produced are mostly green and tasteless.
Xian'er complained with disappointment that her brother had ruined another sweet dream for her, which was really out of character.
After laughing for a while, they went back to their respective courtyards. Ruan Yuyi had nothing to do anyway, so she picked up the half-embroidered pillow and continued. The silver needle moved flexibly through her hands, as easily as painting.
The patches of Xiangfei bamboo seem to have been moistened by the rain, growing freely under her hands and growing into a graceful and graceful shape.
Feeling a little tired, she put down the needle and took a rest. Since she didn't think about sending it out, there was no need to worry at all.
Looking up, she saw a long shadow reflected on the screen painted with landscapes. The man seemed to be walking out of the landscape - Jiang Huaiyang from a few days in the future.
Anyway, it was hard to catch up and hide, so she simply ignored him and pretended she didn't know he was here.
Jiang Huaiyang did not turn around the screen to see her. Instead, he slowly talked about the things in the palace, which were all ordinary and trivial things. For example, the chef in the imperial dining room came up with a new dish, and You'er would turn around...
It seemed as if the palace was so peaceful.
But she had seen the bloodshed, and such stories could no longer deceive her.
However, among the trivial things he talked about, he occasionally mentioned how Rong Bin was doing. This was something she cared about, so she also listened.
He just took the trouble to tell the story to himself for two days without asking her to answer.
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On this day, Jiang Huaiyang was still leaning against the screen, speaking slowly about trivial matters that either concerned her or did not want to hear.
"It seems that some lotus flowers sent by my predecessor have also come to life in Ruan Qing's house. Ling Ling must have seen them? The fruits of these lotus flowers are difficult to eat. If Ling Ling wants to eat them, she can eat them in summer.
Exclusive tribute lotus seeds..."
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly stopped talking.
Ruan Yuyi subconsciously stopped the needlework in her hand and raised her eyes to look at the shadow on the screen.
"There is turmoil on the border. I will have to go to war tomorrow."
Her eyebrows twitched, and she finally reacted, saying, "Where is my brother?"
Someone on the other side of the screen seemed to chuckle, with a sad coldness in his voice, "When Ruan Qing helps me in my triumphant return, I will definitely have gold, jade, wealth, and fortune."
She pinched the silver needle at her fingertips, and the slender needle was almost embedded in the soft flesh of her fingers.
She finally couldn't sit still and walked out of the screen. This was the first time in several days that she saw him face to face. Perhaps because he was busy preparing for the expedition, he looked even more haggard, but his eyes were still full of energy.
Dark.
Ruan Yuyi breathed a little heavier and lowered her eyes, "My brother has just returned." She had no position to stop him from sending troops to fight, but in terms of emotions alone, she was unwilling to take the risk of losing her loved ones again.
"I know." He whispered. This time he did not accommodate her, but pulled her into his arms, clasped her wrists, and kissed her hard but without losing the tenderness, as if he intended to kiss the little girl in front of him.
The lady was drunk and died in it.
It was true that she had been greedy for fruit wine a few days ago, and her face was burning red. But her hands and feet were cold, and all the blood in her body was used to protect her restless heart.
She turned her head to avoid it, her voice trembling, "Do you have to go?"
"We have to go." Jiang Huaiyang's tone was decisive. Prince Jing was ready to make a move. He could not refuse to fight, and he could not let the incident of last year's palace coup happen again. The previous dynasty emphasized civility over military affairs, resulting in few outstanding generals today. Unless there was nothing he could do, he would not
He will ignore the favor and ask Ruan Zhuoxin to accompany him.
"I only have one biological brother. I would rather your Majesty take back everything, and I also want him to be safe." It was warm spring, but there was a hint of cold air on her body. Her hand on his shoulder tightened slightly, clasped it into his shoulder, and pointed
The tip trembles.
Jiang Huaiyang seemed to have lost his patience. He grabbed her hand and raised it slightly. Her fingers curled up weakly. His fingertips were cold, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message:
"I am accommodating to you these days because I feel guilty. It does not mean that you can make requests at will."
He was too rational to stand in her position and understand her mood.
He bit Ruan Yuyi's earlobe in retaliation and threatened, "I promise you that even if I die, I will send your brother back safely. But -"
He paused, and it was only for a moment, but it gave her a creepy feeling. She suddenly realized that no matter how low he lowered his posture, he was still the king after all, and could withdraw his indulgence at any time.
"It's just that if I die, Lingling will have to share my grave with me." He looked serious, not like he was joking.
Ruan Yuyi suddenly shuddered and looked into those eyes that could not see the bottom of her eyes. A wave of fear surged out from where their skins touched and clung to her entire body.
——She had no doubt that the person in front of her would really do this.
He seemed to be satisfied with her reaction, so he picked her up and carried her around. To avoid falling, she could only hook her around his neck and hang on him.
The soft curtain was lifted and she fell into the soft quilt.
She said no more, seemed to have lost the strength to resist, and let his passionate kiss fall on her neck.
Her eyes crossed his shoulder and fell on the gold-pinned tent above her head. Her eyes were cold, and a terrifying thought entered her mind uncontrollably.
The sword has no eyes, and the Khitans could use it to trap her brother in a foreign country for several years, so could she also——
She slowly withdrew her gaze and landed on the powerful lines on her neck. A person's most vulnerable place is right at her fingertips.
As if to vent her anger, Ruan Yuyi bit the side of his neck. Hearing him hiss slightly, she bit harder and harder until she tasted the smell of blood before she let go.
He seemed to encourage her to do this, "If you want to bite me, just bite me to death on Lingling's bed, and I will die without regrets."
Her eyes trembled slightly, and for a moment, she almost thought that this king, who had no plans to spare, had understood the thoughts she had just had.
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Late at night, Ruan Yuyi did not chase him away, but just lowered her head and tidied her clothes.
He pushed her hand away and buttoned her coat himself to cover the shocking red mark.
At this time, it was time to miss the dinner, so Jiang Huaiyang sent someone to reheat the food. Looking at the table full of food, she didn't have much appetite. The thought just now was like a gangrene in the bones that could not be driven away.