Not long after Lu Xiang left, Ling Zhenfei walked in. He brought a bowl of porridge to Su Zhiyu. He was already prepared for her to knock the bowl over. But when he carefully handed the spoon to her
When it came to her lips, she opened her mouth and ate all the porridge in the spoon. Ling Zhenfei laughed and fed her one mouthful after another.
After finally finishing a complete meal, Ling Zhenfei took Su Zhiyu's hand and squatted in front of her, "Yu'er, have you finally figured it out?"
"I still can't figure it out. What do you want to do as this emperor?"
"Because this should have belonged to me. Yu'er, I have known since I was a child that I am not the son of the master of the Qilin Pavilion, because the nominal father is simply a eunuch in the palace. So I have neither a father nor a mother since I was a child.
The man who was supposed to be my father would even kill me if he knew of my existence!" Ling Zhenfei buried his head in Su Zhiyu's palm, "So I swear, one day I will get back everything that belongs to me!"
"So you already made up your mind when you met Pei Donglang and me?"
"I...I...yes, that's when I saw that Pei Donglang was interested in you, so when Chu Feige came back to find you, I took advantage of the situation and sent you to him." Ling Zhenfei suddenly hugged Su Zhiyu, "But I
I regret it. I see you next to him every day, and I am so jealous that I go crazy. But my mother is still locked up in the cold palace, unable to avenge her injustice. I want to take her away, but she refuses. She said she wants these things
People pay the price.”
Su Zhiyu gently stroked Ling Zhenfei's hair and remained silent. Ling Zhenfei held her and talked a lot, until finally he slowly fell asleep in her arms. Su Zhiyu looked at the knife on Ling Zhenfei's waist and gently covered it with his hand.
She wanted to pull it out, but only half of it was taken out. She couldn't help but put the knife back.
She couldn't kill Ling Zhenfei with her own hands. But Su Zhiyu didn't know that the person in her arms raised the corners of his lips slightly when she put the knife back.
The next day, Su Zhiyu got up early and freshened up. When Ling Zhenfei woke up, he saw her drawing her eyebrows in front of the window. He raised his head and laughed, "Tell me, does this look like back to Nanhuai?" Su Zhiyu paused and nodded.
nodded.
Not long after, a group of maids came in to help Ling Zhenfei change his clothes. He opened his arms, and the maids put on the dragon robe for him properly. But one of the little maids accidentally tied the ribbon under his neck too hard.
Ling Zhenfei frowned slightly, and the little palace maid immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
"Come here, drag him out and kill him!" Ling Zhenfei's voice was cold, as if he was a different person.
Su Zhiyu turned around and said, "Stop!" The guards who rushed in looked at each other, wondering whether they should stop.
"Why are you still standing there?! Just stop when my future queen tells you to stop!" The guards quickly retreated. Su Zhiyu walked up to Ling Zhenfei and helped him untie the ribbon under his neck and said, "Let's
Let them all go down and leave the changing of clothes to me."
Ling Zhenfei was overjoyed and immediately asked the maids to retreat. He held Su Zhiyu's hand and said, "Yu'er, have you forgive me?"
Su Zhiyu lowered his eyebrows and did not look at him, "Yeah. I can't blame you, I can only forgive you." As he spoke, he helped him tie the ribbon and straightened the golden crown on his head. "Xiao Feifei, I