The spring at the end of March finally began to show some warmth. The willow trees planted by Jianjia Pond pulled out their delicate willow branches in this late spring scene, swaying gently in the bright spring sunshine.
As for other bouquets of flowers that should bloom in spring, they are also in bloom, such as lilacs, rhododendrons, crabapples, hibiscus and peach blossoms. Walking in Prince Yong's Mansion, you can smell the quiet or strong fragrance of flowers everywhere.
The two cherry blossom trees in Jingsi Residence have also reached the flowering season. The flowers are blooming in clusters, fragrant and soft. From time to time, pink and white petals can be seen falling from the treetops, spreading on the ground, and the swing between the cherry blossom trees has become a spiritual place.
This is Xi and Yilan's favorite place. One often swings on the swing and the other pushes behind. When they reach the highest point, their feet can even kick the cherry blossoms on the tree. The two of them are close in age and often talk together. They have always been close to each other.
In order to be friendly, Lingxi had a gentle and quiet temperament and was not as calculating as her mother-in-law, so Lingruo felt pity for Lingxi and specially made a swing for them to play on.
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"Higher! Higher! Haha!" On this day, Yilan and Lingxi were sitting on the swing together. Shuixiu and Shuiyue were pushing each other, and the swing was swinging, and the long skirts were passing through the air.
A graceful arc, floating in the air, as if about to ride the wind back home.
From time to time, Yilan asked Shuixiu and the others to push harder. Every time she reached the highest point, she stretched out her jade feet wearing soft-soled embroidered shoes to kick the cherry blossoms on the treetops. The deep and shallow petals fell like rain, and the silver
The bell-like laughter is flying in the wind.
Ling Ruo was sitting in the courtyard, reading a book and drinking tea. From time to time, she looked up and glanced at them laughing and laughing. After drinking only half a cup of tea, she casually passed it to the side and said, "Mo Yu, go get some more tea."
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"Mo Yu?" Ling Ruo waited for a long time but didn't see Mo Yu take it. She felt strange in her heart. She looked around sadly and saw Mo Yu standing there in a daze, with a dazed look on her face, her thoughts wandering to nowhere.
Ling Ruo shook her head when she saw this. After putting down the tea cup, she called her a few more times. Mo Yu then said as if she was waking up from a dream: "Master, what's your name?"
"Are you thinking about Brother Thirteen again?" Ling Ruo looked at her distressedly. She obviously liked this girl very much, but for all these years, she had been holding it back and not letting Yinxiang know a word.
Mo Yu sighed faintly, "The Thirteenth Brother has a free and uninhibited temperament, and he cannot be restrained the most. Now that he is imprisoned in the house without freedom, he must be very uncomfortable; last time I saw the Thirteenth Brother's face in the clan's mansion.
By that time, he had lost a lot of weight and became haggard."
"Don't worry too much. The Thirteenth Brother is the Emperor's son and will be released in a while. Besides, Thirteenth Fujin will be with him this time, so nothing will happen." Ling Ruozheng was comforting Mo Yu, and suddenly he heard clearly.
Xi called out to "Ama" and hurriedly looked around, only to see Yinzhen standing in the courtyard.
"Fourth Master!" Ling Ruo went up to greet him and saluted. As soon as he got up, he noticed that Yinzhen looked gloomy, as if he had something on his mind.
"You go and play by yourself. I'll talk to your Aunt Ling about something." After saying this to Lingxi and the others, Yinzhen took Ling Ruo to the main hall and sat down.
There were freshly broken magnolia flowers planted in the main hall, and the fragrance was pleasant. Ling Ruo took the white jade tea cup from Mo Yu and offered it to Yinzhen with her own hands, "Fourth Master, what happened?"
Yinzhen used the lid of the cup to slowly skim off the foam floating on the tea without drinking it. After a long time, he said solemnly: "Old Thirteen's direct descendant Fujin has gone..."
Ling Ruo was shocked and asked hurriedly: "What happened? How could she just say it was okay and then die? What about the child?" Zhaojia and Tongjia were pregnant at about the same time, and they should be seven months pregnant at the moment.
"They're all gone." Yinzhen shook his head sadly, put the untouched tea cup on the table and said: "Since Yinxiang was grounded, most of the servants in the mansion have gone, leaving only a few, so some work is unavoidable.
Wanting to do it by herself, Zhaojia accidentally fell down while washing clothes and had a fetal infection. She was not likely to die originally, but the Thirteenth Prince's house was banned and no one was allowed to enter or leave without a royal order. Naturally,
There is no way to call a doctor."
"Then you just don't care?" Ling Ruo asked in disbelief. Although Yinxiang was deposed and banned, he was still the emperor's son after all.
"I heard that Old Thirteen was so anxious that he wanted to beat someone, so those people agreed to go to the palace to report, and then invited the imperial doctor to come." Yinzhen said solemnly.
"Human life is at stake. I don't know how long they have to delay this time. How can it be too late?" Ling Ruo was also seven months old and had a premature labor. Fortunately, the Guarjia family invited a doctor to save her life.
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"Yes, by the time they reported back to Huang Ama and brought the imperial doctor back, it was already too late. They didn't even say that the child was dead, and Dahong came out. Not long after, Zhaojia went there; people who had been there said that the bed
The quilt on the mattress has been soaked with blood, and everything as far as the eye can see is dazzling red."
Ling Ruo was speechless and asked after a long time: "How is the Thirteenth Master?"
"What can he do?" Yinzhen sighed, looked up at the gold pattern on the top and said, "No matter how painful it is, Zhaojia and her children will never come back."
Although Yinzhen has no unforgettable love for Zhaojia, they are husband and wife after all. How can he bear to watch his woman and children go from birth to death!
"Does the Emperor know about this? Did he say to let Brother Thirteen out?"
"No, Huang Ama only said that the Zhaojia family would be buried with the ceremony of the prince's direct blessing, and nothing else was said." Yinzhen rubbed his brows that had been furrowed all day and said, "I also went to ask Huang Ama for help.
, but the old man didn’t agree. I have a feeling that the thirteenth brother will be grounded for a long time this time.”
"Fourth Master!" Mo Yu, who had been listening silently for a long time, suddenly walked up to Yinzhen, knelt down and kowtowed, crying: "I want to go to the Thirteenth Brother's house and beg Fourth Master to make it happen."
Yinzhen looked at Mo Yu who was crying in surprise. After listening to Ling Ruo's explanation, Yinzhen realized that Mo Yu had been secretly in love with Yinxiang for so many years, and now she was going to the thirteenth brother's house to accompany Yinxiang.
It's kind of sentimental.
Thinking of this, Yinzhen's face became a little brighter, he looked at Mo Yu's petite body and said: "Huang Ama asked me to select a few capable people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs in the past few days and send them to the thirteenth elder brother's house to do work.
It's not impossible to put you in there, but Mo Yu, you have to think clearly, once you get in there, it won't be easy to get out. To put it bluntly, you may be trapped in it for the rest of your life, and you can't look up as far as you can
It will always be that small sky."
Mo Yu raised her head, with a shy but firm smile on her face, "As long as I can accompany Brother Thirteen, I am willing even if I lose everything and fall into the dark hell forever, not to mention I still have the opportunity to look up at the sky. Please grant me, Fourth Master."
This slave is so blessed, I will always be grateful for your kindness throughout my life!"
Yinzhen moved slightly and said to Ling Ruo: "Mo Yu is your girl. It's up to you to decide whether to stay or go."