Murong Qiuyun didn't know that the brother she wanted to see most was staying by his bedside for almost the whole night last night.
When she woke up in the morning, she was in a daze. Although Yu Wenhui kept telling him about some things that happened to Murong Qiufeng after she left and that he was living a good life now, she still couldn't believe it, if he hadn't promised to let him go later.
When she met her brother, she couldn't listen to him quietly.
However, there was no need for Yu Wenhui to invite them. Murong Qiufeng and Yun Feiyang came to the door on their own initiative early in the morning. This time, the guards waiting outside the door had already received the order from the prince. They didn't need to ask when they came, and they were ushered in directly.
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He entered Qiuyuan directly. Although he had been to this place last night, he had no intention of visiting it because of the night and because he was thinking about his sister. Now it was clear to him, and there was a vague tingling feeling in his heart. He felt sad for his sister.
The scenery in the yard was beautiful, but it was very monotonous, so monotonous that it felt a little lifeless. It seemed that he could feel his sister's despair and loneliness. He blamed himself more and more for regretting that he shouldn't have done that at that time.
The person who informed them was ordered to come out and lead them into the room.
But before he entered the room, he heard an unbelievable and suspicious urgent call at the door, as well as a man's soothing voice. Then, he and his sister looked at each other across the threshold.
The two people who should have been excited at first were stunned at the same time, looking at each other blankly, as if they were observing any changes in each other. The atmosphere and expressions, if they were not brothers and sisters, they would really think that they were lovers who had been separated for a long time.
He couldn't see his sister clearly at night, but now in the sunlight, Murong Qiufeng could clearly see the changes in his sister. Generally speaking, except for her body which became much plumper due to pregnancy, there were not many other changes. This made him feel still.
Relaxed a little.
It seems that my sister is in good spirits, at least she is not depressed.
He smiled softly, raised his hand naturally, and touched Murong Qiuyun's head lovingly as before, "Silly girl, why don't you recognize her?"
Murong Qiuyun's eyes widened, she blinked a few times, and then she covered her mouth with her hands. Tears gathered in her eyes, like broken pearls.
Murong Qiufeng looked at it, her eyes were a little sour, distressed and sad, she reached out directly, gently took her into her arms, patted her back to comfort her, "Silly girl, why are you crying? Are you not happy to see your brother?
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"Brother, woo hoo~ It's really you. Jun'er can finally see my brother again. Brother, Jun'er misses you so much. Brother, I'm sorry..."
Murong Qiuyun was crying like a child in Murong Qiufeng's arms, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances and sorrows she had endured these days.
The two men who were watching waited quietly, and neither of them spoke.
Yu Wenhui's expression was very complicated. Seeing Murong Qiuyun crying so aggrievedly in Murong Qiufeng's arms, he also felt a strange feeling in his heart. There was pity in the guilt, and there seemed to be a dull pain in the pity, but
He didn't realize this feeling clearly, otherwise he wouldn't have regrets forever in the days to come.
When Murong Qiuyun was tired from crying, she also fell asleep in Murong Qiufeng's arms.
Murong Qiufeng lovingly wiped the tears from her face, carefully picked her up and put her next to the bed.
Although Murong Qiuyun's face was full of tears in her brother's arms, the corners of her mouth were curled up like an innocent child. One hand was tightly tugging on Murong Qiufeng's sleeve, showing a strong attachment.
Someone came outside the door to inform Yu Wenhui to handle some matters.
Yu Wenhui deliberately refused, but looking at Murong Qiufeng, who had almost ignored him since he came in, and regarded him as nothing, and Murong Qiuyun, who was sleeping, he sighed and did not intend to disturb them for the time being, and he also
I knew that although Murong Qiufeng remained calm, he must be very angry in his heart at this moment, so it was better to let him buffer him first.
Then he looked at Yun Feiyang, who had been standing silently next to him, and was surprised by this man's talent and extraordinary bearing. However, he was very upset at this time and was not in the mood to guess anything. He just nodded politely and left quickly.
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At night, Yu Wenhui rarely stayed in the palace, but returned to the palace early. He felt that he still wanted to see the young man.
As soon as he entered the palace, he received a notice that Murong Qiufeng had been waiting for him for a long time.
There was no joy in his heart, but he became worried. He smiled bitterly, knowing that the trial he least wanted to face was coming.
It was no surprise that he was met by Murong Qiufeng's cold expression and distant attitude. What surprised him was that Murong Qiufeng did not ask anything about Murong Qiuyun, but only asked about her body and when.
When will you give birth during pregnancy and what should you eat?
This phenomenon made Yu Wenhui feel a little uneasy, as if Murong Qiufeng already knew everything.
What Murong Qiufeng discussed with him next confirmed his idea. He said, "Yu Wenhui, if you still have some conscience, I hope you can let Jun'er and her son go, or whatever price you want, as long as I
Whatever you can afford is fine."
His expression was very stiff, and his voice was also very stiff. He only heard his own voice which was a little ethereal, unnatural, and somewhat depressing, "What do you mean?"
"Yu Wenhui, people in the Ming Dynasty don't tell secret words. I don't want to waste extra time. You know exactly what I am talking about. Jun'er can't afford to wait, and neither can the child. A tiger's poison cannot eat its child.
, One night of husband and a hundred nights of grace, no matter what, I hope you can look at the past feelings and let them go, and get all that and that position by relying on an innocent woman, will you really be able to sit back and feel at ease."
Murong Qiufeng's tone was very calm, but every word was like a sharp blade, inexplicably piercing his heart. He originally thought that it was because of Murong Qiufeng's indifference to him, but only later did he realize that it was because of Murong Qiufeng's indifference to him.
The girl was heartbroken, but it was too late by then.
He never knew that Murong Qiufeng, such a gentle person, could say such sharp and cold words, every word was so aggressive and left no room for mercy.
Now that the words have been spoken, there is no need to be secretive.
The panic and pain were only temporary. He soon tried to adjust his emotions, took a deep breath, made a curve that he didn't know was ugly, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that you already know, so how much do you know?
Do you know how much of this is out of your control?"
"I can't help myself? There are so many high-sounding excuses. I don't want to listen to any excuses, whether they are true or false. I only care about the results. I just want Yun'er, mother and son to be safe. Yu Wenhui, whether it is a transaction or forced,
No matter it's a compromise, I just want them to be okay." Murong Qiufeng stood up slowly. Here, he was just an older brother, an older brother who wanted his sister's safety.