He sighed softly, but reminded her that it was wrong for a woman to interfere in politics, and to say such words on behalf of the country, he didn't necessarily think that he would kill her with the temperament of the current Lord Fulong.【】
After all, personal interests are insignificant in front of the country, not to mention that Yang Xi's father is famous for having many children and grandchildren. Yang Xi lives in the palace of Fulong Kingdom where there is no shortage of princesses.
Mo, the second-ranked prince, could even be expelled by King Fulong. If not for the fact that Yang Xi’s mother and concubine were from the Tenglong Kingdom, King Fulong would favor Yang Xi so much for the benefit of both countries.
Princess Yang Xi's face was frightened and pale, and there was no trace of blood on her clenched lower lip. Her water-colored eyes, which had always been arrogant and domineering, were staring blankly in horror at this moment, perhaps because they had lost their former luster because of fear.
She just stared at Ao Chenye in shock. She could think of nothing but his words in her mind. She only knew...if he told his father what he just said, he would definitely not let her go.
In the eyes of my father, nothing is as important as the interests of Fulong Kingdom.
Thinking that her father might be furious with her, no, he might even expel her from the palace and demote her to a commoner just like he expelled the second brother Wang...
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and all that was left of her previous arrogance was deep fear and paleness.
However, what made her pale the most was that Brother Ye said such cruel words to her. Brother Ye would always love her before, and Brother Ye had always been very kind to her. Now for an ordinary Bai Keer, Ye Brother
Her brother was so harsh to her and actually took matters of state seriously with her. She... was so sad...
The pain in her chest was so bad that she almost couldn't breathe. The burning feeling like being burned surged up into her throat, irritating her nasal cavity. For a moment, her eyes felt as if they had been filled with hot water, so swollen that they almost overflowed.
She sobbed quietly and looked at him with tearful eyes. Her voice was choked with uncontrollable sobs, mixed with panic and sorrow: "Brother Ye...will you tell your father about our conversation just now? I...
I know I was wrong, I just...just..."
Even though she felt sorry for Brother Ye's cruelty, she was even more afraid that she would lose all the honors and favors she had because of her impulsiveness. She could not imagine what would happen if she was expelled from the palace and demoted to a commoner. She became a humble commoner.
It's better to just die.
Looking at her pale and frightened expression, Ao Chenye sighed secretly in his heart. She had been accustomed to being pampered since she was a child. She couldn't bear the slightest bit of criticism. He was just scaring her and not wanting her to go to his little cutie all the time.
Trouble.
His heart has softened, but he still pretends to be serious on the surface: "As long as you don't let Keer suffer any injustice in the future, I will not pursue this matter anymore, otherwise..."
"I won't do it anymore." Princess Yang Xi promised quickly in fear, a look of relief flashed across her eyes, and she knew that Brother Ye still loved her.
At this moment, Ao Chenye's tone finally returned to a completely calm tone: "That's good, I still have things to do. You should go back and spend more time with Aunt Mei. Don't make her miss you all the time."
"Then...my brother will come to see me when he is free that night." She acted coquettishly and tentatively.
"Yes. Let's go back." Ao Chenye touched her head, his handsome face glowing with the kindness and gentleness of a brother.
Feeling the faint warmth in his palms, which was transmitted to her through her hair, Yang Xi felt a warmth in her heart. All the grievances seemed to disappear in an instant. She sniffed and said with red eyes: "Yeah
, I will go back to accompany Aunt Mei."
Then, she reluctantly turned around and left...
…
Chen Palace.
Ke'er stood in the small garden, looking at the sky beyond the palace wall, recalling the quarrel with Princess Yang Xi just now, her eyebrows furrowed, she felt as if her heart was being submerged by the deep sea, and layers of darkness disappeared.
The huge waves at the bottom were churning inside, but she had no strength to lift such huge waves, so she could only let them roar there heavily.
She looked around at the red painted walls and tiles, which stood tall and surrounded the area where she was, making her feel suffocating.
She couldn't help but take a deep breath of air, trying to float away the heavy waves that were weighing on her heart. However, she tried several times, but to no avail.
She couldn't help but think of... Ao Chenye said that he had no intention of accepting her as his concubine... Instantly, her mind flashed past the palace gate again...
Her heart suddenly hurt, she closed her fingers tightly, her eyes became blurred and distant...
Time passed quietly in silence, but she still stood there as if unaware, watching the palace ladies not far away picking flowers, covering baskets, and then slowly dispersed.
Just when she was the only one left in the world, Tweetie's caring voice reached her ears——
"Miss Kerr, why are you still standing here? The wind is so strong, let's go back to the palace quickly."
As Cui'er said this, she anxiously held Ke'er's arm.
Ke'er instinctively replied: "I don't want to go back."
"Ah? Why? Is... Princess Yang Xi angry with you?"
Tweety's voice sounded a little indignant, and the look on her face showed genuine concern.
Hearing Cui'er's tone, Ke'er was stunned, and her thoughts changed from the previous depression.
She looked at Tweety with some surprise and confusion, hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Tweety, you... seem to be a little different. Do you mind that I am a human?"
As soon as the words came out, Cui'er fell to her knees on the ground with a pop, and looked up at her, her face was full of shame and regret, and her eyes were red.
"Miss Ke'er, it's all my fault. I'm narrow-minded and ignorant. I deserve death. I didn't abide by the oath I made to the young lady. I really deserve death..."
As she spoke, she felt more and more ashamed and choked up.
Ke'er smiled reassuringly at her, stretched out his hand to help her up, and soothed her calmly: "Tui'er, you don't have to say that, I have never blamed you, really."
Once upon a time, I just felt a little sad, but later I figured it out. As long as you live up to your conscience, there is nothing you can do about it no matter what others think.
However, her comfort made Cui Er's tears fall down.
"Miss, I treated you like this before, and you are still so kind to me, slave... I am really too bad, please punish me, punish me severely..."
At the end of the sentence, Cui Er cried and wanted to kneel down.
Ke'er quickly helped her up, seeing that she was completely trapped in guilt, and it seemed difficult to comfort her for a while.
Turning his eyes, a shrewd light suddenly flashed across his face. Ke'er straightened his face and said seriously: "Okay, I'm going to punish you well."
Cui'er finally smiled with tears in her eyes: "Thank you, Miss. I will punish you however you want."
"Then I'm going to punish you to put away your ugly crying face right now. It's very annoying to look at. Also, from now on, you have to serve me well and considerately, and don't let me neglect you at all. Only then can I forgive you, you know?
?”
In fact, Cui'er didn't do anything to her. She just wasn't as close to her as she was before. She still took good care of her. There's nothing to punish her, but in order to make this old-fashioned little head turn around.
When she turned a corner, she had no choice but to "punish" her.
"Ah?" Cui'er was stunned, never expecting such a punishment.
Ke'er's face straightened up and he glanced at her unhappily: "What? You don't want to be punished?"
Seeing that she seemed to be angry, Cui'er still wanted to get so much, so she quickly blurted out and agreed: "No, no, no, I will accept the punishment."
"This is considered obedient." Ke'er's serious face softened, and the corners of her lips turned up in a curved arc. It seemed that her mood had improved again.
"Miss, but..." Cui Er deeply felt that such a punishment was not a punishment at all. It was her duty to serve the good lady.
"No but! I've been standing here freezing for a long time. Now I want to take a nice hot bath. Go and help me get some fragrant flower petals to sprinkle in the hot spring. I want to take a fragrant bath."
He said, while blinking his round eyes, he glanced at the flowers in the garden, and gestured mischievously.
Cui'er understood immediately and nodded heavily as if she was going through fire and water: "I will definitely bring the most fragrant flower petals for Miss to take a bath! Miss, please go in quickly, I will come as soon as I go."
As she said that, she happily spread her legs and ran to get the petals.
Looking at Cui'er's bouncing back, Ke'er shook her head, but the smile on her face was bright, as if the clouds had opened and the sun was rising, and the sun finally shined after the rain.
…
In the palace, the heater continuously emits warm air from each round hole. Warmth lingers everywhere, and the faint warm fragrance makes people feel lazy.
Ke'er stretched, turned over on the soft imperial concubine's couch, and then used his right hand to support his chin, his eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and his eyelashes occasionally fanned, showing a lazy posture.
After a while, Tweetie came in with a flower basket, and her voice was clear and energetic: "Miss, Tweetie has brought you some flower petals. I'm going to put them in the hot spring. Miss can take a bath later."
Ke'er's laziness disappeared immediately. She sat up and blinked expectantly: "Okay, okay, hurry up."
"Yes." Cui'er nodded, then carried the flower basket and walked briskly towards the side corridor leading to the hot spring.
At this moment, Ao Chenye walked in gracefully from outside the door, and at a glance he saw him sitting on the imperial concubine's couch, with a pair of cute legs hanging on the edge swaying, looking really leisurely.
"Little cutie, you are really leisurely. Why, have you already mastered your spells?"
He walked over, wearing a lavender robe that swayed slightly with his footsteps, and the dragon pattern on the edge of the robe seemed to move with it, lifelike...