Li Jie felt guilty again, and felt uncomfortable seeing her attitude, "What do you mean by saying that? I didn't say I would send you to the temple."
"Your Majesty won't let me go to the temple?" Wang Yurong stopped and looked straight over.
The sharp eyes made Li Jie feel uncomfortable, and he regretted saying it smoothly. Thinking that Yuhuan's miscarriage had something to do with them after all, Li Jie's hesitant thoughts became firm again.
"You go to the temple tomorrow to pray for the noble king, and I will ask someone to take good care of you in the temple." Li Jie looked away, put his hands behind his back and turned around.
He didn't dare to look into those eyes, for fear of seeing the hatred in them.
Just think that this is the last thing he does for Yuhuan. From now on, he will do what a husband should do and live a good life with her.
Wang Yurong chuckled, and the sound made people feel panicked in the silent night. Li Jie frowned, "Why are you laughing?"
"It's getting late, I'm going back." Wang Yurong walked away with a smile.
In the deserted courtyard, Li Jie was alone, looking a little lonely.
The moonlight shines on his cheeks, and his sharp chin has a charming line. At this moment, his whole person seems to have lost his intelligence and become more stable.
Wang Yurong didn't know what was wrong with her. After lying on the bed, she burst into tears. She obviously didn't care, but why could she still be sad when she saw him doing this to her for her sister?
Is it possible that she has fallen in love with that ruthless man? Every moment between the two slipped before her eyes. It seemed that her life had been revolving around that man, but she actually fell hopelessly in love with him.
A bastard.
Even a man who can be called a scumbag in her eyes, could it be that she has a tendency to be abused? How could she possibly fall in love with such a man?
He buried his head in the quilt angrily, and it was better to cut off this inexplicable love as soon as possible, otherwise he would be the one who gets hurt in the future.
Wang Yurong didn't know how she fell asleep that night, but when she woke up it was already broad daylight and there was a lot of noise in the yard.
"Fu Jin is awake?" Xiao Lian came over and lifted up the gauze curtain.
Wang Yurong sat up. She had been ill for the past few days and her face still looked ugly. "What's going on outside?"
"Zi Fujin's courtyard is packing things," Xiaolian glanced at her master cautiously before reporting carefully, "The prince said that he would send Fujin and Xiu Fujin to the temple to rest together today, so they packed things early.
Our prince here asked Ji Qing to come over and say that everything else is ready, and Fujin only needs to bring a change of clothes."
"He is really willing to give up for his sister." After calculation, Wei Meilin had a miscarriage for only a few days, so Peng Teng didn't know whether it would hurt her health.
Xiaolian also sympathized with Xi Fujin very much, "I used to be very favored, but now I can't even take care of my little confinement child. I think it's even more sad."
Wang Yurong let Xiaolian put on her clothes and said with a smile, "Yes, in comparison, this sadness is more hurtful than hurting the body."
Xiaolian was dizzy from these injuries, but she also knew that her master was in a good mood at this time, so she also laughed and said, "It doesn't matter who he hurts, as long as Fujin is not hurt."
Wang Yurong's smile froze for a moment, then turned into a warm smile in an instant, "Yes, what you said is good, it doesn't hurt whoever hurts us anyway. Let's pass on breakfast. After breakfast, we will hurry up and get out of the house."
Don't let Mei Zaifu Jin keep waiting for us."
Xiaolian responded cheerfully, turned around and called the servants in. While washing, there was a little girl setting out food on the other side. Within half an hour, the food was all gone.
Just in time, Ji Qing asked someone to come over and ask if they were ready. In fact, Wang Yurong didn't have many clothes at all, so he just wrapped them up.
When she was leaving the hospital, she happened to meet Wei Meilin who was coming out of the hospital. Wang Yurong originally thought that Wei Meilin would throw her face away, but to her surprise, she saw him smiling at her and even taking the initiative to come up to her.
"I heard that my sister was sick, so I wanted to go over and have a look, but I didn't dare to bother her. Our prince's palace is really busy these days. The prince asked us to go to the temple to pray for blessings. When we come back from the temple, it happens to be the Chinese New Year.
, I just hope that the bad luck can be driven away in the temple."
Hearing this, Wang Yurong smiled and curled her lips, "Yes."
She didn't believe that Wei Meilin could be so calm without knowing why he went to the temple. She didn't believe that eating something was not enough to make one's ambitions grow. Especially for a woman like Wei Meilin who had a domineering habit, she was a monster if she was abnormal.
, she wanted to see what Wemelin wanted to play.
"It takes two hours to get to the temple, and it's boring to be in the car alone. Why don't I take a car with my sister." Wei Meiling looked like a little girl who didn't understand the world.
Wang Yurong had no sympathy and frowned slightly, "I've just been seriously ill and haven't recovered yet. I'm afraid that I'll give it to my sister after I get over it. I'll do it next time."
I just don’t know if there will be such an opportunity next time.
Wei Meilin asked worriedly, "Did my sister ask the imperial doctor to take a look? The prince was also careless. He asked his aunt to go to the temple to pray before my sister recovered. Although this was for my sister's good, in the end, I have to take good care of myself first.
I’m talking now.”
"Sister, you are overthinking it. My sister has just had a miscarriage for a few days, so you can go. I just have a cold, not as severe as my sister." Want to sow discord? That's it.
The smile on Wang Yurong's face was faint, and Wei Melin couldn't figure out for a moment whether she really didn't care or whether she was holding back.
No matter what, Wei Meilin was not merciful with his words, and Wei Meiling was a little annoyed, and the smile on his face faded, "My sister is so ignorant that she makes her laugh."
While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the gate of the mansion. There were two large carriages parked there. Ji Qing stood beside the carriage in front. As soon as he came out, he met Wang Yurong.
"Fu Jin, please get in the carriage. The prince is waiting for Fujin inside."
Wang Yurong nodded lightly, turned around and said to the stunned Wei Meilin, "I still have a sick air about me. Sister, don't you mind going to the front and riding in the same carriage with the prince?"
Wei Meilin groaned and didn't react yet, but Ji Qing on the side was anxious. If Fujin acted like this, the prince's side would definitely explode.
"Fu Jin," he couldn't help but say.
Wang Yurong interrupted Ji Qing's words and ordered, "Serve Fujin to get on the carriage, and I'll get on the one behind."
It wasn't until Wang Yurong got on the carriage behind that Wei Meilin recovered from the surprise. He had never had the chance to meet the prince for a while. Although he was unwilling to give up this opportunity to Wang Yurong today, so what, as long as he could be with the prince.
Just together.
Seeing that things were like this, Ji Qing had no other choice but to help Mei Fujin get into the carriage. In the carriage, Li Jie could hear everything going on outside. He was not too surprised when he saw Wei Meilin coming up, with a look on his face.
There is no sign of joy or anger.
Wei Melin misunderstood that the prince also cared about her, so he was not unhappy because she came up and felt somewhat confident in his heart.
"Your Majesty, please give me a leg rub." As soon as the carriage started to move, Wei Melin slowly spoke.
Li Jie closed his eyes and leaned inside, "I'm not a rich person. You just had a miscarriage, so you'd better take good care of yourself."
Even though the last sentence seemed to be concerned, the words were said so arrogantly that Wemelin blushed with embarrassment. Fortunately, there were only two people in the car, otherwise he would have been embarrassed again in front of the servants.
The carriage jolted out of the city. Wemelin couldn't find anything to say and lay down on the side. When did she become so cautious in front of this man? In the past, he was still a child in her eyes.
, during this period of time, he actually became like a man.
It's a pity that his sudden change was not because of her, but because of the woman next to him.
In the morning, Ji Qing came over to prepare for going to the temple. It took her a long time to come back to her senses. After all, the prince cared about Wang Yurong. Otherwise, how could he ask her to accompany Wang Yurong to the temple to pray for blessings because of Wang Yurong's sister's miscarriage.
But thinking about the prince's behavior, it was also vaguely weird. Every time the prince and Fujin quarreled, it seemed that it was because of the royal nobles in the palace. There was a guess that she didn't dare to think about.
In the carriage, Wang Yurong was in a good mood, listening to Xiaolian talking about things in the temple. Although it was winter, I heard that there was a plum tree in the temple. When snowflakes were flying in the sky, there was a faint fragrance of plum trees in the whole courtyard.
, like being in a fairyland.
Wang Yurong was a little yearning. Just listening to Xiaolian's words, she could imagine how beautiful it was. Instead of staying in the palace and being unhappy all day long, it was better to come out and relax.
Moreover, Wang Yurong also had an idea in her mind. When she got to the temple, she would send someone to send a message to Zhao Hu. With Zhao Hu here, there would definitely be a lot of things to play with. The first thing to deal with was how to let Zhao Hu take her to play, and how to let Zhao Hu take her to play.
Don't let anyone know.
In the carriage, Xiaolian was talking nonstop, but Wang Yurong's thoughts were drifting further and further away. This time she was sent to the temple. Wang Yuhuan must have felt that she had won Li Jie's heart again, but would the emperor still condone them?
?
She also wanted to see how much the emperor loved Wang Yuhuan and what he would do.
Everyone had their own thoughts along the way, but in another part of the Zhou Mansion, after Zhou Wei got the letter, he called Zhutou, "Get your horses ready, let's go out of the city to play for a few days."
Zhutou felt that the young master was acting strangely these days, "Master, I will scold you if I know that the young master goes out."
"I just went out to relax, don't worry, I'll leave a message with my father." Hearing what his master said, Zhutou felt relieved, smiled and went to prepare his horse.
Not long after, two horses were seen rushing out from the gate of Zhou Mansion, heading all the way out of the city, and the direction they were going was Puyuan Temple, the largest temple outside the capital.
After Wang Yurong and his party arrived and arranged their accommodation, Zhou Wei arrived with bamboo heads in the evening. They happened to meet Wang Yurong in the plum garden at night. In the middle of the plum forest, Zhou Wei stood under the tree in a green robe.
It is particularly eye-catching, and the smile on his face is like the plum blossoms in this winter, making people feel warm and forgetting the coldness of winter.