There was a gust of fragrant wind, and Yu Luojiao stood up and walked away.
Looking at her graceful back and the majestic battle, the eldest prince fell into deep contemplation.
After giving birth to the child, Yarou seemed to have changed into a different person. She no longer chased or begged. She actually didn't want to pay even the slightest attention to the eldest prince.
The obsessed eyes he once had turned into cold indifference. From this woman, the firmness that she had resolutely accompanied him through thick and thin could no longer be seen.
Overnight, all her tenderness was transferred to that little child, and there was no more left for others.[
Yarou knows everything the eldest prince is doing now.
He told her every day when he came back, even if Yarou didn't answer or speak, it didn't matter.
In fact, he only has Yarou as a listener. She owns his flesh and blood, and she will not betray him or betray him even for the sake of their common child. Perhaps the eldest prince is still willing to look forward to Yarou's heart.
There was still a small place for him in the deepest place, but she had experienced too many things over the years, which made her tightly hold back her true emotions, unwilling to let them out easily, even to him.
After hitting a wall with Yu Luojiao, when the eldest prince came back, he was faced with a room full of cold air.
"Where is Princess Yarou?" He glared displeased at the maidservant following behind him, as if the servant who was timid and did not dare to look up had hidden his wife.
"Replying to the prince, the princess is in the young master's room. During dinner, the young master..."
Before she could finish speaking, the eldest prince waved his hand and interrupted with extreme impatience, "You don't need to talk to me about the child. Send someone to send a message to say that I am back."
The maid had no choice but to turn around to convey the order. Unexpectedly, she never turned back once she left. The eldest prince who was waiting was so flustered that he stood up and walked around the room, his gloomy face almost making water condense.
Overnight, all the people disappeared, not even the sound of fish, insects, birds and beasts. The solemn tranquility seemed like a precursor to wind and rain, gloomy and suffocating.