Seeing that Ling Aojue was about to leave after comforting her, Dai Ran stepped forward and hugged Ling Aojue's waist, "Wang..."
"Have a good rest, don't think too much, I will come see you another day." Ling Aojue pulled Dai Ran's hand away, stroked her long hair and said, "If there is anything missing, please contact me with your maid Yan Ming in the palace."
, that’s it.”
He was compensating her with material things.
Ling Aojue left, and Dai Ran sat on the bed. Her originally clear eyes instantly turned sinister. He didn't care about her? He actually didn't care about her? Could it be that he had been seen through? No, it's impossible!
Ling Aojue walked out of the palace where Dai Ran was, looking at the bright night. The cold wind blew, and there was a slight chill, whether it was in the heart or the body.
Qingyi knew about Dairan's illness, and it was Dairan who deliberately let people leak it to Qingyi, and even revealed to Qingyi everything about Ling Aojue's visit to her place.
Not long after Qingyi returned to the palace, Xiaomei and Xiaozhu learned the news and hurried back.
Seeing Qingji standing in the room playing with the herbs on the table, Xiaomei couldn't help but feel a little anxious, "Princess, the king has gone to that vixen, why didn't you react at all?"
As soon as Xiaomei opened her mouth, Xiaozhu reached out to pull her and winked at her.
Qingyi still didn't speak. She said she would give herself a month. Now, she would not stop Ling Aojue from whatever he wanted to do. She respected his choice, even if she would feel uncomfortable and sad.
Xiaomei still wanted to speak, but was pulled out by Xiaozhu. After leaving the palace door, Xiaomei glared at Xiaozhu angrily, "Xiaozhu, the princess is being bullied now, why don't you react at all?"
"The princess has her own plans, just keep your mouth shut and don't cause any more trouble for the princess."
"You——!" Xiaomei was very angry, but she had to admit that what Xiaozhu said made sense. She looked back at the empty palace. After four years of going out, she really felt that this palace was not the place where a princess should stay.
There is a wider sky.
Qingyi listened to the words of the two maids outside the door. Knowing that they were all thinking about her, her cold heart felt a little warmer. After taking care of the herbs on the table, she glanced outside the door.
She still remembers that back then, she sat at the door waiting for Ling Aojue for a whole day and night, but he didn't come. Maybe it would be the same this time. Maybe a few more times would make her give up.
She had just stretched out and was about to close the door when the door was suddenly blocked by someone's hand. She raised her head and met Ling Aojue's eyes that were glowing with golden light.
A hint of joy flashed through Qingyi's eyes, but he just let go of the door and asked lightly, "Uncle, why are you here?"
Seeing this, Ling Aojue actually raised his lips and rubbed Qingyi's hair, "I just suddenly wanted to see you."
"Uncle..." Qingyi stood at the door indifferently until Ling Aojue pushed open the half-open door and walked in, pulling her into his arms, "Xiaoxiao, in a few days, we will get married.
."
Qingyi closed his eyes. Wedding?
He did this simply because he wanted to be responsible for himself. He never said he loved her, and he told her clearly that he had no feelings for her. The person he loved was Wan'er, and he married her just because he was with him.
There must have been a relationship.
Inexplicably, Qingyi felt a little sad.
But no matter how miserable she is, she is still greedy.
"You've been in poor health. You should rest early." Ling Aojue sighed, picked her up and put her on the bed, took off her outer clothes and covered her with a quilt.
Ling Ao never said he wanted to stay, and Qing Yi didn't say anything either.
Under Ling Aojue's comfort, Qingyi gradually became sleepy and fell asleep peacefully.
Ling Aojue stood up and looked at the moonlight outside the window. No one knew what he was thinking.
In the next few days, everyone in the palace was busy. The wedding of the king of a country was extremely luxurious and grand in terms of etiquette and pomp. In addition, Ling Aojue made an impromptu decision, so everything had to be prepared.
It was inevitable for people to suffer, but after the people in the palace knew that Ling Aojue was marrying Qingyi, they had to bear all these hardships voluntarily. After all, Qingyi had been very good to them since they were young.
After Ling Aojue visited Qingyi that night, he never appeared in front of Qingyi again. Qingyi had always been very quiet, as if he didn't care about anything and just stayed in Qingyi's pavilion, concentrating on being married.
Prepare.
On this day, the sun was very warm. Qing Yi was lazily basking in the sun with her eyes closed in the courtyard. Her eyes were covered by a shadow. She opened her eyes, and the sun shone down from the white clothes, mottled Jingli.
Silhouette of the person in front of her.
When Qing saw the visitor, he just smiled faintly and called out distantly, "Third Senior Brother."
Sometimes it's not a good thing to be called Senior Brother by her.
There was half a shadow on Jun Moli's profile. I don't know if it was the shadow of the trees in the courtyard or his own coldness. "Have you really decided?"
"Yes." Qingyi sat up from the soft couch, yawned lazily, looked at him and said with a smile, "Third Senior Brother, since you are here, let's stay for a drink at the wedding."
This is not the first time Jun Moli has asked these incomprehensible words, but it is the most depressing one.
"You know he doesn't love you, but you don't care?"
When Qingyi heard this, he raised his lips in a funny manner, "Third Senior Brother, haven't you given up on sowing discord between me and uncle? No matter what you say, I will still say the same thing, I won't
Help you deal with uncle!"
Jun Moli looked at the smile on the corner of Qingyi's mouth and suddenly felt a little dazzling. It turned out that in her heart, he did these things only for this purpose.
It has to be said that this was his original purpose, but he had forgotten when his mind changed.
"Xiaoxiao, I know that no matter what I say now, you will never believe me again. But Ling Aojue is really not suitable for you. You will not be happy if you marry him."
"Wouldn't you be happy if you married an uncle? Would you be happy if you married me?"
"Third Senior Brother, I don't know who you are or what you want to do, but please don't try to influence me anymore!"
"Otherwise, I will never be polite to you again, even if you are Grandpa Wugui's disciple!"
Qing looked straight at Jun Mo Li, and the unabashed look in her eyes actually made Jun Mo Li's heart beat twice unconsciously. For a moment, he looked at her with complicated eyes, unable to answer.