Yinzhen didn't say anything more, but just held her tightly. For a long time, the crying gradually became quieter, and only sporadic sobs still sounded.
"Don't cry, Ruo'er, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He lowered his head and kissed the tears on her face heartbreakingly. Such an endless kiss seemed to frighten Ling Ruo, making her want to run away, but her body was tightened.
There is no escape from the tight confinement, "I dare not treat you like a fourth master when I treat you like a sinner".
"Stop talking." Regardless of her resistance, Yinzhen hugged her and said pity: "I already know what happened back then. It has nothing to do with you. It was me who misunderstood you and made you suffer the loss of our child.
Ruo'er, I'm sorry for you for all these years of suffering, please forgive me, okay?"
From just now until now, Yinzhen has said sorry countless times. He had never said this before. He obviously felt really guilty. Otherwise, as the prince's elder brother, there would be no need to apologize to others.
"It's my fault that I didn't protect my child well. It has nothing to do with Fourth Master." She turned her head away, unwilling to look at him, and tears fell silently down her face.
"You are still blaming me when you say that." A dull voice rang in his ears. After a long sigh, he said again: "Ruo'er, let him go by the past and follow me back to Prince Yong's Mansion. From now on.
, I will treat you well and not let you suffer any injustice. As for the child... we will have another one."
Hearing Yinzhen say these words himself, his heart slowly relaxed, but he said: "I have been deposed as a commoner and driven out of Prince Yong's Mansion. How can I go back?"
The more she said this, the more guilty Yinzhen felt in his heart. He pinched her slender wrist and said: "Which law of the Qing Dynasty stipulates that if you are deposed as a commoner, you can no longer return to the palace. The concubine Shang who was relegated to the cold palace
But he can be restored, let alone in our palace." After a pause, he looked at Ling Ruo very seriously, "Ruo'er, I just ask you, are you willing to go back with me?"
As dusk fell, only a small part of the setting sun was still exposed. The twilight all around made the red clouds and colorful clouds on the horizon more and more gorgeous. In the distance, there were geese flying in groups. Such freedom in flying in the sky was not for her.
It was beyond her reach. The northern bird could still migrate south, but she had only one path covered with thorns.
For a long time, when Yan Ying was about to disappear, Ling Ruo nodded under Yinzhen's slightly nervous gaze. The next moment, a clear and dazzling smile cut through the dusk sky, making Ling Ruo lose his mind for a moment and became cold.
A gap opened in my heart again because of this smile, and the warmth around me gradually seeped in...
For him, he can never be truly ruthless and unjust. Even if he is calculating, there is still love in it. Even if he has hurt himself so deeply;
Love, what is it, and why do people always forget themselves?
After untying the knot that had troubled him for many years, Yinzhen was in a good mood. He pulled Ling Ruo and walked out of the other courtyard, "Let's go, I will take you to a place."
Not far away, Mo Yu and Li Wei stood side by side, seeing everything in their eyes. The play that had been played for half a year could finally come to an end. But if you take this step, you will be greeted by endless fighting and fighting. You cannot look back until
There are many bones and rivers of blood!
Is this really good for the master? Mo Yu asked Li Wei blankly.
"Of course it's good." After saying this, Li Wei sighed, "It is true that every step in the palace is frightening, but the master's heart trapped in the other courtyard will never calm down, not only because of hatred and resentment, but also because of hatred and resentment.
It's also because the master can't let go of the fourth master. The master's heart is always tied to the fourth master, even if the fourth master once failed her, he still can't let go."
Mo Yu was silent. Such words made her think of Yin Xiang, that cheerful and handsome thirteenth brother who always liked to flick her forehead. He had already married a wife and had a concubine, but she couldn't let it go either, and always thought about it silently in her heart.
"It's so late, where will Fourth Master take me?" Ling Ruo was pulled out of the other courtyard by him. With Yinzhen there, naturally no one dared to stop him. He knelt down when he saw her from a distance.
"You'll find out when you get there." Yinzhen smiled slightly, a bit mysteriously.
There was a white horse tied at the door, wagging its tail leisurely, and the dog was feeding it with a handful of grass. When he saw Yinzhen pulling Ling Ruo out, a clear look of joy flashed on his face, and he immediately felt good.
He tried to cover it up, stepped forward and said Qian'er, "Fourth Master."
Yinzhen waved his hand and motioned for him to untie the reins, patted the head of the white horse that was approaching, stepped on the stirrup, and jumped onto the horse neatly. The Qing Dynasty conquered the world on horseback. Although it had been in power for many years, its life was relatively comfortable.
, but they have always maintained their original habits. All princes learn to ride and shoot bows and arrows from an early age. Those who are over ten years old must accompany the emperor to the paddock for hunting every autumn.
After Yinzhen got on the horse, he handed his hand to Ling Ruo, "How is it? Do you dare to come up?" Among the nobles of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, there were many women who were good at riding and shooting.
"With Fourth Master here, even if it's a blue sky, there's nothing I dare say!" As she said this, she put her hand in Yinzhen's palm, and then a strong force pulled her up into the air. When she came back to her senses, she had already landed firmly.
On horseback, behind him is Yinzhen's broad and warm chest.
"Hurry up!" With these words, Yinzhen reined in the horse, and the white horse immediately galloped out like an arrow. The wind whistled in his ears, and things moved around. Soon the other courtyard was far behind.
Their clothes were flying in the cool breeze, just like two butterflies chasing each other.
Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dream...but he didn't know whether it was Zhuang Sheng who fell into the butterfly's dream, or the butterfly who fell into Zhuang Sheng's dream?
Under the twilight, a dragonfly flew by at low altitude, its transparent wings gently flapping in the air, bringing up tiny air currents, surrounding the two people riding together, dancing gracefully.
Ling Ruo had not seen the outside world for a long time, let alone running freely on the field like this. She couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and joy. She stretched out her hand, and a dragonfly fell down, seeming to stop on her white and somewhat transparent fingertips.
However, the wind as the horse galloped was too strong for the dragonfly's thin feet to catch. As soon as it touched its fingers, it was blown away by the wind and fell far behind the horse.
Seeing this, Yinzhen grabbed his foot and ordered the white horse to slow down and jog on such a field. The dragonflies that were lagging behind suddenly flew over, carrying a few small butterflies with them; it was the time of spring and the flowers were blooming.
At that time, the countryside was full of unknown little flowers, and their fragrance floated, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Seeing that Ling Ruo's eyes had been following those dragonflies, Yinzhen smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to grab it in the air. When he opened it again, there was already a dragonfly flapping its transparent wings in his palm. Ling Ruo carefully caught it in his hand.
"Have you ever learned to ride a horse before?" Judging from the way she sat on the horse, although she was not very skilled, she was very orderly and it didn't look like she was riding for the first time.
Ling Ruo nodded, with a smile hidden in the corners of her slightly raised lips, "I learned from my brother for a few days when I was young, but I haven't ridden for a long time, so I am a lot more rusty."
[Author's digression]: My baby just vomited all over me, so I really can't write anymore