"Young Master..." Listening to Xiangli Rongde's words, a look of sadness appeared on Ye Xi's face. The man she followed and loyal to was so kind and gentle, but he was always bullied and ostracized.
"If there are other marriageable men in the royal family of Xiangli, how can the emperor use me?" Xiangli Rongde smiled self-deprecatingly, and then put down the book in his hand, "My biological father is Prince Yue.
A prisoner of war recovered from the battlefield, and I am a man, destined to be just a chess piece from birth. Since I cannot control my own life, I do not need to make unnecessary struggles. Although the emperor gave me to Rui
Princess Lin, she only hopes that in the future she will have a great-grandson with the blood of Xiangli. How could she not know that I am not welcome here? Zhengjun... so what... all I can do is
Just do your duty well. Fortunately, Qingjun is as sharp-tongued as the rumors say, otherwise he would have used poison instead of laxatives when he went down into the well. He spared me a favor, and I should reciprocate the favor. He
If you want me to suffer a little bit, then I’ll just suffer it, it’s not a big deal.”
"If the young master is willing, Ye Zi will risk his life to bring him out of the princess's house!" Ye Zi could no longer stand Xiangli Rongde's submissive look. She stepped forward and hugged the taller man tightly.
Xiangli Rongde, who has grown up but is more fragile than a fallen flower, said, "Yezi doesn't want to see the young master suffer. In the palace of Prince Yue... the young master should have gone with Yezi a long time ago."
A trace of sadness flashed across his eyes, but Xiangli Rongde gently pushed Yese away: "Yeshe, you are a good girl, you shouldn't waste your feelings on someone like me."
"Ye Zi is not a woman from Gong Guo..." Although she was rejected, Ye Zi tried hard to show a smile, "Ye Zi is a slave rescued by the young master. He cannot enjoy the dignity of a Gong Guo woman, nor does he want to
I want those things. Ye Zi is willing to protect the young master for the rest of his life, and hopes that the young master can also protect himself well."
Xiangli Rongde looked at the night quietly for a while, and finally shook his head: "My fate is determined by God. When I was in Prince Yue's Mansion, my life was not as good as that of a human being, but compared to my biological father, a prisoner of war."
After all, my life is a happy one. Today, I have the title of Zhengjun. Even if I don’t have the love of my wife, I still have enough food and clothing. I, Rongde, have always been a non-greedy person.
This... is enough. You are my maid, my shadow guard, but you are still a woman. I hope you can live a better life than me, instead of staying by my side and suffering."
"Young Master..."
"Okay." A cold voice interrupted the night. Xiangli Rongde looked away and stopped looking at her, "If you want to stay, just shut up and make me a pot of tea with the well water."
Come, if you want to leave, I will never stop you."
Although Xiangli Rongde has always been very gentle, but when he is decisive, he is so arrogant. If he can change his mind with just a few words, there will be no need for Ye Xi to persuade him with all his heartfelt words for many years, but Xiangli
Rongde never accepted her favor, whether it was her kind persuasion or her irreverent approach, Xiangli Rongde always refused.
"Even if the young master only treats Ye Xi as a maid and a shadow guard, Ye Xi will never leave the young master." Ye Xiangli Rong De has a blessed body, which shows a woman's firmness towards the man she loves.
She made an unwavering promise, but then she had to turn around to make a pot of tea with the drugged tea and watch the man she loved drink it with her own eyes.
