Ling Ruo endured the excitement in her heart and walked to the bed, looking at the young man lying on the bed, Hongli, her son, her only son!
Her fingers, with traces of trembling, held Hongli's hand exposed outside the brocade quilt, and she felt a little cold. However, being able to hold Hongli's hand again was an unparalleled happiness for her. She once thought that she
I will never have this opportunity again in my life.
"Eniang...Eniang..." Hongli suddenly closed his eyes and whispered softly in his sleep, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, as if he had dreamed of something terrible.
Ling Ruo quickly stroked Hongli's cheek and comforted softly, "Eniang is here. Hongli, don't be afraid, Eniang is here."
Her voice could not reach Hongli's ears, and the pain on his face became more and more intense. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, he sat up from the bed, and at the same time shouted: "Eniang
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"Hongli, what's wrong with you?" Ling Ruo looked at him nervously, "Don't be afraid, E Niang is here, E Niang is by your side."
Hongli had a very terrible dream. He dreamed that E Niang was praying in the temple and would never come back. No matter how loudly he screamed, E Niang kept walking further and further away.
E Niang... Vaguely, Hongli heard a voice that was so familiar that it made him shudder. The shock replaced the panic that originally filled his eyes. Turning around, he actually saw E Niang who was thinking about her, sitting beside the bed with concern.
Look at yourself.
Hongli was excited but also a little scared, fearing that it was his hallucination again. He lowered his head and saw his hand being held, so warm and real. Could it be that... is E Niang really back?
In such joy and fear, he stretched out his other hand and carefully touched the face that was close at hand. The moment he touched it, Hongli held his breath nervously. The touch of his fingertips was soft.
Yes, E Niang did not disappear like before, she is back, E Niang is really back!
The next moment, Hongli had thrown himself into Ling Ruo's arms, calling Eniang loudly over and over again, as if he wanted to make up for all the mistakes he had made in the past six months. By the end of the call, his voice was choked with sobs and a little childish.
Her shoulders couldn't help but twitch.
The moment she hugged Hongli, Ling Ruo couldn't help but shed tears, and hugged the child who continued her bloodline with Yinzhen, "I'm sorry, my mother has been gone for so long, I'm sorry!"
Seeing Hongli like this, Ling Ruo was both sad and glad that she finally chose to come back, otherwise she would never forgive herself in her life.
After a long time, Hong Lifang raised his head from Ling Ruo's arms with red eyes. The place where he had buried his head was already wet. "When did you come back, Mother?"
"I just came back." Ling Ruo stroked Hongli's slightly frizzy hair, her eyes full of love.
"If E Niang comes back to pray for blessings, will E Niang never leave again?" Hongli held on to Ling Ruo's clothes tightly, fearing that he would disappear again in the blink of an eye.
"Yes." Ling Ruo took Hongli into her arms, patted his tight body and said warmly: "Yes, E Niang will never leave Hongli again, E Niang will always be by Hong Li's side."
Hongli nodded vigorously. No matter how strong he was, he was still just an eleven-year-old child. Although Yinzhen said that Lingruo came out of the palace to pray for blessings, the rumors in the palace had never completely stopped, and they had been filling his ears in the past few months.
The most common thing is cynicism, especially for Fu Pei, who holds a grudge after suffering a loss last time. Although Huang Ama is here, he doesn't dare to be too presumptuous, but he keeps making small moves in private.
Leaning next to Ling Ruo for a while, Hongli couldn't help but yawn. He slept late tonight, and after going to bed, he had nightmares, which almost meant he didn't sleep at all. Now he was a little sleepy, but he was also worried.
The mother I finally saw again would disappear all of a sudden just like last time, so I suppressed my sleepiness and refused to lie down again.
Ling Ruoxiao stroked his face and said softly: "Go to sleep, E Niang will be here to accompany you." Seeing Hongli shaking his head, she pretended to be unhappy and said: "If you don't obey me, E Niang will be angry.
Already."
"Hongli, be obedient." After hearing this, Hongli immediately lay down on the bed obediently, but his eyes refused to close until Ling Ruo tucked him in and urged him a few words before closing them uneasily.
He was stunned, but even so, he still stretched out his hand from under the quilt and tightly grasped the corners of Ling Ruo's clothes. Only in this way could he be sure that E Niang was by his side.
Hongli's move made Lingruo extremely sad. She had been too selfish before. She was unwilling to return to the palace because of fear and cowardice. She even thought that it was best for Hongli if she did not return to the palace.
In fact, this is simply deceiving oneself and others. If she is not in the palace, those people may not let Hongli go, and for Hongli, nothing is more important than having E Niang by his side.
Fortunately, she is back. Nothing and no one can make her leave Hongli again. She will always protect him and protect the continuation of her flesh and blood with her life until the moment her eyes close.
Facing Hongli who was gradually falling asleep, Ling Ruo made a vow to keep for the rest of his life.
The next morning, everyone in Chengqian Palace was surprised and happy to see Ling Ruo return, especially Shui Xiu and others who had been following Ling Ruo, crying and laughing excitedly.
After seeing them one by one, Ling Ruo sat in front of the bronze mirror and watched Shui Xiu untie her long hair. The black hair poured down like water, giving her a stunning sense of beauty.
Three thousand green silk threads are twisted and twisted in Shuixiu's hands, and finally gathered into a bun. There are also nine curves of purple jade pearls swaying on the bun, and numerous beads hanging down on the cheeks. The pearls are shining between the eyes, shining brightly.
It is like the light of the bright moon and the rosy clouds of the morning sun; there are also a few emerald pearl flowers decorated on both sides, and a silver butterfly hanging tassel is pinned on the swallow's tail.
Shui Yue came over holding a silver and red embroidered with pearls and begonia flags. While helping Ling Ruo put it on, she said: "Master, since you came back last night, why don't you let Yang Hai wake up the slaves?"
Feeling the smooth feeling of her fingertips passing through the brocade clothes, Ling Ruo closed her eyes slightly and said, "Why did you wake me up? I'll see you today as well. By the way, I... these days when I'm not in the palace, Cheng Qian
How are you, everyone in the palace?"
It had been a long time since I had called myself this way, but when I suddenly felt aroused, I was really not used to it. The center of my eyebrows felt slightly itchy, but Shui Xiuzheng used a pair of delicate silver clips to hold a fish-bone flower mother-of-pearl and placed it between her eyebrows.
"It's good, the master is not in the palace, and the masters and queens are too lazy to come here to bring trouble to us slaves. Apart from being a little angry when we go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to collect routines, there is nothing wrong with it. It's just Brother Si who has suffered these days.
Third Brother is very angry." With these words, Shuiyue recounted the events about Hongli in detail these days, including the fight between Hongli and Fupei.