"Sister!" Yilan shook her head, then kowtowed with difficulty, and said sadly: "If you are unwilling to forgive me, I would rather kneel down and be unable to bear it!"
Ling Ruo stared at her for a long time, then suddenly smiled, like hundreds of flowers blooming in the spring breeze, but those eyes were still so cold that it made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts. She uttered two words coldly, "Don't even think about it!"
Ling Ruo didn't believe that Yilan would truly repent. After all these years, Yilan would have changed her mind long ago, so why wait until today.
Yilan lowered her head, hot tears dripping from her eyes and onto the back of her hands. She had never experienced such deep and unexplainable regret. Why, why did she obsessively help the queen harm her sister? If she had repented earlier,
, it would never be like this, what should we do? What should we do?
Just when Yilan was regretful and sad, her right hand was suddenly grasped by a warm hand, and at the same time, Li Yaoguang's gentle voice as before came to her ears, "My queen is just angry at the moment. She will definitely forgive you when she calms down."
Yes, after all, you are sisters with the same blood."
Yilan was moved by his comfort, but she couldn't help but shake her head. It was because of her sister that she understood better that her sister seemed weak but was actually strong. Once she made a decision, she would never change it easily. She slowly
He withdrew the hand held in Li Yaoguang's palm and said softly: "This is a sin I have made myself. I just have to bear it myself. You don't have to kneel with me. Get up quickly."
"Fool, we are husband and wife. We share blessings and hardships together. Besides, you are kneeling on the ground with a bulging belly. Do I have the nerve to stand?" Li Yaoguang's words are very simple. Many people will say it, but it can really be said.
But very few have done it.
Yilan was very lucky to be able to marry Li Yaoguang as his wife. The marriage contract made him abide by his vow. No matter what he had done wrong or committed, he would use a broad mind to be tolerant and understanding, even in
Even in the most difficult times, I never gave up on myself.
And her luck was also given to her by her sister, so she owed her a lot. However, in the past ten years, she has turned her kindness into hatred for a while, and when she regretted it, she had already made a big mistake.
.If she cannot be forgiven by her sister in this life, even if she is alive, she will be condemned by her conscience every day, and she will never have peace.
Thinking of this, Yilan gritted her teeth and kowtowed with difficulty again and again. Every time she kowtowed, she would say, "Please forgive me, sister!"
Forgive... The smile on Ling Ruo's lips kept widening until it turned into the coldest smile in the world, "Kneel down if you want. Just now, there was someone who knelt down and kowtowed with you like this. I hope I can spare her for once."
, and she only made a mistake once, but I still haven’t forgiven her. You, I can’t even find a reason to forgive her.”
Yilan did not stop kowtowing because of her words, but every time she kowtowed, there would be more traces of water on the gold bricks, slowly spreading to Ling Ruo's feet in the silent desolation.
"Madam!" Li Yaoguang grabbed Yilan, who was trying hard to kowtow, and said distressedly: "You are heavy and heavy. What should I do if you kowtow like this and cause fetal bleeding?"
Yilan shook her head, pushed away his hand that was supporting her, and continued to kowtow stubbornly. She couldn't remember how many times she kowtowed, but she only knew that she kept kowtowing until her sister forgave her.
Li Yaoguang sighed helplessly. Ten years have made him know Yilan too well. Although Yilan's temperament has changed a lot now, the stubbornness in his bones cannot be changed no matter what. Once he decides on something, he will never look back easily.
; In this regard, the two sisters are exactly the same.
"Your Majesty, I dare to ask you to forgive Yilan once more!" After saying this, he kowtowed to Ling Ruo along with Yilan, and the sound of "bah" kowtow echoed endlessly in the hall.
Ling Zhu didn't want to care about Yilan's life anymore, but Mrs. Fucha kept tugging at his sleeves. In addition, he had indeed seen her change her mind in recent days, and after struggling for a while, she walked up the first few steps.
: "Mother, can you please listen to what I have to say?"
"Ama, please speak." When facing Ling Zhu, Ling Ruo's attitude softened a bit.
Ling Zhu sighed deeply, "Yilan has been spoiled since she was a child. She is arrogant and selfish and never cares about other people's feelings, so she committed many mistakes. It is also the fault of the old ministers and his wife for not educating her well. The old minister knows
You are resentful in your heart, but this time she really regrets it. As the old saying goes: a prodigal son can never exchange gold for his return; this is also true in Buddhism.
"I became a Buddha immediately." Can you look at Amma's old face and forgive her one last time?" After saying that, he knelt down tremblingly, and Mrs. Fucha also knelt down and said with tears:
"Your Majesty, it's all my wife's fault. It was my wife who didn't distinguish between right and wrong and blindly protected Yilan, and that's why I made a big mistake. If your Majesty wants to blame me, blame my wife!"
"Amma, Niang, what are you doing? Please get up quickly." As early as Ling Zhu knelt down, Ling Ruo had already stepped aside. No matter how her identity changed, the two old people in front of her were angry with her.
Unless the person who raised her had no choice but to do so due to the rules, she would never dare to be worshiped by her elders.
Ling Zhu and his wife refused to get up despite any words, and still knelt straight on the ground. After Ling Ruo saw that her persuasion was fruitless, her face could not help but be covered with a thin layer of anger. She looked at Ling Zhu and said, "Amma, are you okay?"
Do you even want to beat me?"
"Old minister, I don't dare!" Ling Zhu raised his head. He was already in his sixties, and after entering prison again, he looked even older, with gray hair on his temples. "Old minister, I just don't want your mother to live with hatred in her heart."
, the empress left home when she was fifteen years old, and we have been apart for nearly twenty years. In these twenty years, there are only a handful of opportunities to see the empress. If I say who I am most sorry for in this life, it must be the empress..."
Before Ling Zhu could finish his words, Ling Ruo raised his face and interrupted him, "In this case, Amma should not plead for Yilan."
"Are you happy, then?" Ling Zhu asked suddenly, his old eyes that were gradually becoming cloudy stared at Ling Ruo, who pursed her lips and remained silent.
"Amma." After a long silence, Ling Ruo slowly said: "It's not that I don't want to forgive Yilan, but that I can't find a reason to forgive her. The sisterhood I have always cared about has been trampled on by her.
Look, what do you want me to do to forgive her?"
"Your Majesty." Ronglu, who had not spoken much since he came in, said, "Actually, the reason has always been there. It just depends on whether your Majesty is willing to accept it."
Ling Ruo looked at him coldly, obviously waiting for him to continue speaking, but Ronglu didn't say anything more, but silently stepped forward to help Ling Zhu and his wife up one by one.
He had already told Ling Ruo about this move, and the reason was that Ama and Er Niang wanted to forgive Yilan again for them and their family.
[Author's digression]: There are two chapters left, please wait a moment.