Walking in the aisle between the palace walls, Meili took every step very carefully, for fear that if she relaxed, she would lose control and start running.
For two years, she has not stepped out of the dilapidated courtyard of Anning Hall.
At the small door next to Xihua Gate, she actually saw Zi Yu.
She almost didn't recognize him.
When he came to see her with sister Zi Qing before, she just thought he had grown up.
Now it seems that he He simply became a strange man.
His handsome face is still the same, but the unique demeanor of being accustomed to controlling power has replaced the youthful youthfulness of his youth.
He became so powerful.
She sighed secretly, not only Ziyu, too many things have happened in the past two years, who is still the same as when she was a child?
He was also looking at her, and from his somewhat surprised eyes, Meili knew that he, like her, was lamenting the changes that time had made to them.
She nodded and smiled at him, but didn't know what to say.
People who were supposed to be very familiar to each other had no topic of conversation after being apart for a long time.
It was Ziyu who spoke first, "I heard that you are going home today, and Ruoyu came with me to the palace to see you.
Now, let's talk to your old housekeeper outside the door."
Meili's nose felt sore, but she finally lost control of herself and quickly ran out of the door guarded by the guards, running out of the Forbidden City that had trapped her for more than two years.
Ruoyu turned his back to her and talked to Uncle Hai.
Uncle Hai noticed it first and his expression changed.
His old features were wrinkled because of the sudden crying.
"Gege" he ignored the etiquette and ran towards Meili. , hugged her into his arms.
"Uncle Hai" Meili also hugged him tightly.
She had been neglected since she was a child.
Although Uncle Hai was a servant, he single-handedly raised her up in the face of hardship and embarrassment, and his affection was better than that of his ancestors and grandchildren.
"My child, you have suffered a lot," Uncle Hai cried until he burst into tears, gasping and choked with sobs.
Ruoyu kept wiping her tears with a silk handkerchief.
She couldn't bear the two of them crying like this anymore.
She stepped forward to persuade them, "Meili, Uncle Hai, today is a happy day, why can't you keep crying."
Uncle Hai also knew that he had lost his composure, so he helped Meili stand up and said in a choked voice: "Gege, thanks to Mr. and Mrs.
Ziyubele, we have taken such good care of our house in the past two years.
They are such kind-hearted people."
Meili knew that everyone in Prince Qian's palace, which was already sparse, and that she was imprisoned, was even more afraid to avoid it.
After Zi Qing's sister passed away, Zi Yu and Ruo Yu visited her twice, but they were probably dissuaded and could not come again.
She really had no repayment for this kindness in times of need.
She moved her lips to Ruo Yu several times with tears in her eyes, but she still couldn't say any words of thanks.
After all, "thank you" was too frivolous.
Ruoyu didn't want her to say words of gratitude, but pushed her into the car, "Go home quickly.
I'll see you later."
Meili sat on the carriage and couldn't help but lift the curtains, looking greedily at the bustling streets and pedestrians.
The memories of being in the cold palace flowed clearly from the bottom of her heart, and the hustle and bustle of the prosperous age in front of her was like a mirage.
Tears flowed down uncontrollably again.
The deep loneliness that I had endured silently in the past suddenly came back against the laughter of the city.
It was even more unbearable and violent than being in a dead city.
The palace was not far from the imperial city, and it didn't take long for her to reach her home after two years of absence.
Uncle Hai brought the carriage to a stop outside the main gate, and more than twenty servants from the palace all knelt at the door to welcome the young master back.
Meili looked around at the mansion where she was born and raised.
It was in better repair than before she left.
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The main entrance and walls had been renovated and whitewashed.
Although it couldn't cover up the oldness, it didn't look as dilapidated as in the past.
She then took a closer look at the servants she welcomed, some familiar and some new.
Uncle Hai whispered in her ear that since the land rent had been received in the past two years, Prince Qian's life was indeed better off than before.
"Uncle Hai, let me change my clothes and let's go see the old lady and her family."
Although she paid the price of her freedom, she still sincerely regretted it.
She looked at the robe given by her ancestors, and she really changed.
This was her favorite color in the past, but now she was wearing it.
This bright color made her very uncomfortable.
"Oh, no need.
Prince Jingxuan gave that family a lot of money to settle down and let them go back to their hometown to live."
Meili was stunned for a while after hearing this.
In the past, Uncle Hai hated Jingxuan the most because he made her lose face.
She smiled softly.
It was not that he didn't give her face, but that she shamelessly clung to him.
Now that he has gotten back the family property for her, and has also properly cleaned up the trouble she caused, Uncle Hai has greatly changed his opinion of him.
He used to be called the brat Jingxuan, but I watched him grow up, and now he is also called The prince is here.
"Well, that's okay."
She nodded slowly.
"I'm a little tired."
"Oh, oh, then go back to your room and rest."
Uncle Hai hurriedly asked his servants to get moving and perform their duties.
He and a little maid whom Meili didn't know led the way.
The little maid's name is Jiang Liu.
She is only twelve years old.
Uncle Hai heard that she was going to be released and bought her back.
Although she is smart and diligent, she is not familiar with her yet and is a bit panicked.
Her room was still the same, but it was tidy and even the bedding was brand new.
Meili lay down gently on it.
It was so soft.
She hadn't laid on such a thick and warm bed for a long time.
She closed her eyes, but couldn't sleep.
A little excited, sad, and more confused.
When she was in the Hall of Peace, she was suffering, always looking forward to leaving this living tomb as soon as possible.
When she finally came out, she didn't know what she should expect or think. if The corners of her eyes were hot, and tears flowed down silently from both sides of her cheeks.
If someone was still willing to marry her, she must cherish it.
She wanted to have a family and children.
She didn't want to be alone anymore, because loneliness was terrible.
She understands so well.
But, is anyone still willing to marry her: