At this time, You'er could already walk two steps, but she still kept talking word by word. She subconsciously checked to see if the rash on You'er's body was gone, and when she touched his little clothes, she remembered that she was far away from him.
It has been more than half a year since he recovered.
You'er was born fair and tender, but as time went by, she became more and more similar to the eldest princess. Her face was still fleshy and sculpted, making her look very pleasing to the eye.
She remembered that Youer liked shiny and moving things, so she fumbled around in her hair, but she was surprised that she was dressed plainly today and had nothing for him to play with.
"Muxiang," she ordered, "go get the pair of jade ornaments from the dowry."
Mu Xiang should have gone, but she didn't expect You'er to grab Ruan Yuyi's lapel, moaning and crying, "I want... I want..." The tears fell into her mouth, and she didn't know if the little guy could taste the saltiness.
She knew that Youer was talking about Rong Bin, and the tip of her nose felt sour, so she took him into her arms and coaxed him in a low voice.
Seeing that she couldn't give his mother-in-law back to him, Youer struggled hard to get down and cried for a long time. Ruan Yuyi hummed the song for an unknown amount of time before he curled up in her arms.
Fell asleep.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a tall shadow beside the door. He didn't know how long he had been standing there.
Jiang Huaiyang approached and sent his wet nurse to carry Youer back to the palace. He told her in a low voice, "I plan to send him to the Bai family after some time."
Ruan Yuyi lowered her eyes and said nothing.
Actually that's good.
Nowadays, no one in the palace has the energy to raise another child. The Bai family is the queen mother's family, so they probably won't treat him badly.
The palace people around her had been dismissed. He pinched her pink fingertips, looking very attentive. After a while, he suddenly said, "I still owe you a thank you."
"What do you mean?" She looked at him with some confusion.
He took her hand and kissed each fingertip carefully. She seemed to be burned, curling up her fingers slightly, and then listened to him say, "I want you to find a name for whatever return you want."
The person called 'Liu Nanjun'. Did you know that that person is the shopkeeper of Linglong Pavilion?"
Ruan Yuyi also remembered it at this moment, opened her mouth, and said after a long time, "You were at that time -"
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This was almost two years ago.
Ruan Yuyi was the daughter-in-law of the Cheng family at that time and was a widower. On the so-called death anniversary, she went to Cheng Xingqiu's tomb in the suburbs.
She wore a lotus-colored long dress with a pair of white jade bracelets, and the gauze on the fence almost covered her head to her feet. She remembered that the wind was very strong that day, which made her clothes rustle, and her whole body was as fragile as
To be dispersed with the wind.
She watched the paper burn away bit by bit, dancing in circles into the sky, rubbing her legs that were sore from squatting, and then slowly stood up.
Originally planning to just go home like this, Mu Xiang sent off to call the driver. Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she saw a man in mysterious clothes staggering over. Every step was as difficult as stepping on a sword.
After taking a few steps, the man fell in front of her, startling her.
Across the white gauze, Ruan Yuyi stretched out her hand to explore and found that the man's breath was weak, and the blood traces snaked from the corners of his mouth to his neck. At this moment, she couldn't take care of the many things. She struggled to put the man on her shoulders, but she almost lost it.
stumble.
She had no choice but to call for help from a nearby medical clinic. But there was no assistant at that medical clinic, only a mute little girl and an old doctor with gray beard and hair.
Because she and the little girl half dragged and half carried the man to the hospital.
The old man stroked his long beard and told her that the man was so poisoned that there was no way he could save himself.
She was actually a little scared at that time. She had never seen someone die in front of her. Her hands shaking when untying the sachet around her waist.
Ruan Yuyi didn't know at that time that the medicinal powder in the sachet had such effects, and she was just treating a dead horse as a live doctor.
The mute girl went to get warm water for her.
She didn't know how much to use, so she took a small spoonful, put it into the water, and fed it to the man in front of her. Half of it was fed, and half of it came out.
Fortunately, the person woke up later.
She breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered that Mu Xiang was afraid that she would go crazy looking for her. She was in a hurry to leave, so she entrusted him to the old doctor.
The old doctor didn't care much whether she took care of her or not, but he was very interested in the medicinal powder in her hand, so he asked for it in return, not even the money for medical treatment.
But Mr. Xuanyi stopped her with a hoarse voice and asked her to put her things away and not show them to others.
She understood this, but she still didn't think the old man was a bad person. She just didn't think the man in front of her was a bad person, so she came to save him.
Master Xuanyi agreed to pay her, and after thinking about it for a long time, he found that he had nothing to give, so he asked her to go to West Street to find a man named Liu Nanjun if she needed help.
They looked at each other through the white gauze, and the surroundings were quiet and peaceful, and they could hear the chirping of birds. She didn't know that the person in front of her came from a sea of blood, and that everything on Xuan's clothes was soaked in the blood of others.
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Ruan Yuyi did not actually receive this reward until two years later.
She pressed her forehead against Jiang Huaiyang's, thinking to herself, if it were her now, or if she had told herself what she would experience later, would she still have a kind heart and save him?
The latter may, but the former does not.
Ruan Yuyi picked up a piece of candy from the candy box and rolled it between her teeth, and the sweet taste spread.
"Remember?" Jiang Huaiyang whispered in her ear.
She hummed casually. Then someone held her face, took away the warm candy from her mouth, and told her that it was very sweet.
The candlesticks on the tables nearby were still burning happily, flickering on and off. She vaguely felt that they were somewhat like an ordinary couple at this time. There were no nine sons competing for the right of birth, no overt and covert fighting, they just sat side by side and spent their whole lives together.
Already.
She whispered to herself, on the last night, let her indulge in this tenderness that she didn't know how long it would last.
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After breakfast the next day, a palace official brought two lychees—two lychees—jades that Ruan Yuyi had asked a craftsman to carve. One was half-peeled, revealing the same bluish-white jade color as the skin, while the other was whole.
When she received the item, she stared at it absentmindedly for a while, then got up and went to look for Jiang Huaiyang.
At that time, he was reading in the palace, and there was only the faint sound of turning the pages of books from time to time. When he saw her coming, his eyes softened a little, and he put the book on the desk, trying to pull her over, "How could you think of coming here today?"
Where?"
Mentioning this, it seemed that apart from looking for the pink wax paper last time, she hadn't done anything serious in a long time.
She did not move or respond. She placed the two jade lychees in her hand in front of him and said, "Your Majesty, there are no lychees at this time of the year, so I give this back to you."
Her expression was too solemn, and Jiang Huaiyang still didn't realize what she meant.
"Except for the plate of lychees I ate from you, I think I owe you nothing."
He was alert to what she was going to say next, and pulled her over, holding her lips in his mouth, not wanting to hear it. But she was whimpering and wanted to finish her sentence.