Hong Ling supported Meili as she walked slowly on the way to the Empress Dowager's palace, and worriedly pulled her cloak around her, "Gege, why are you so anxious?
Look, your legs are still weak.
The night wind has picked up.
Are you ready again?"
Catching a cold is no fun.”
Because of her weakness, Meili had to hold on to Hong Ling's arm to barely walk.
A fine line of sweat broke out on her forehead.
She smiled bitterly and shook her head.
She said nothing.
All her strength was used to walk through the long palace road leading to Leshou Hall and tell her ancestors her decision.
She lived not far from the palace of the Empress Dowager.
Dragging her weak body and her emotions that she did not dare to taste, the road she walked felt like a long life.
She had felt like this, that she was taken out of the cold palace.
Go see your ancestors.
At that time, she sighed, and a faint wisp of hope emerged.
And now, she was going to stamp out the burning longing.
Hong Ling also said that she was too anxious.
If possible, she would never want to take this step, but she had to urge herself to go as soon as possible, because if Yonghe looked at her with his eyes for a while longer, she might lose her mind and leave him. courage After the dinner, many palace maids and eunuchs were walking around in twos and threes holding food boxes and utensils.
When they saw Meili, they all bowed their heads with smiles.
There was so much irony and ambiguity in that smile that she felt it was hard even to bear it.
They walked quickly with her.
As they passed each other, she was not surprised to hear them whispering and laughing.
If she couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, why should she?
Hong Ling felt the weight on her arms increased a bit, and her trembling became more obvious.
"Gege" she called out worriedly, "How about we go back first." go back Meili took a deep breath and stood up as straight as possible.
No, she couldn't go back.
Her world was small, but there were palaces, mansions, and Yonghe.
She could imagine that the ridicule and contempt he received were many times more than what she had heard.
What did those men say about her?
If they were a hundred times more vicious and despicable than those men, they were talking about Yong Hyuk.
They were talking about Yong Hyuk because of her.
How could she face Yong Hyuk and Yong Hyuk's parents?
When Ruoran left her huddled hut, she still had some intention of retreating in her heart, but it was completely gone now.
When she saw the lantern that the eunuch had just hung on a bamboo pole outside her ancestor's bedroom, her eyes suddenly became wet.
She left the profound darkness of the Hall of Peace, but she didn't expect that it was just to return to another colder and more lonely place.
"Gege."
She was stopped by the eunuch outside the courtyard gate, "Our ancestors are meeting with important subjects, please wait a moment."
"What important guest is coming at this time?"
Hong Ling was a little irritated.
In such a situation, how could she "wait less" in the yard where the night wind was blowing?
The eunuch was quite familiar with Hong Ling, so he came over and whispered, "It's the Minister of Household Affairs."
Hong Ling couldn't react for a moment and still said in a bad tone, "Who is it?"
The eunuch ducked his feet anxiously, glanced furtively at Meili, whose face was even paler under the dim light, and said, "It was Zamulang Suying's gege Ama who rushed back from the paddock specially, so she arrived this time. " Hong Ling curled her lips secretly and looked at Meili's expressionless face.
It seemed that there were many people who were anxious and angry about this matter.
"Gege, why don't you go sit on the corridor in the corner for a while, to get some shelter from the wind.
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When the people behind you come out, I will go back in for you immediately."
Seeing Meili's weak expression, which she could barely hold on to, the little eunuch couldn't bear it.
Enthusiastic proposal.
Meili nodded, she couldn't stand anymore.
The corridor was indeed sheltered from the wind, so it was extremely dark.
Not a single ray of light shone here.
Meili leaned on the wooden pillar and waited patiently.
Hongling also anxiously walked to the yard to take a look, and whispered what Zamulan was talking about.
What, it took so long.
There was some noise in the yard, and small greetings came and went.
Some big shot must have come.
Hong Ling ducked and hid in the darkness.
The little eunuch's greeting just now was very clear because he was very close, "Greetings to Prince Qing, may you be blessed."
Meili trembled slightly, it was him, he was here too.
"Zamulang is here," Jingxuan asked the eunuch in a deep voice, with a cold and unhappy tone.
"Yes."
The eunuch was very attentive, "Your Majesty, look, isn't this person coming out?"
The sound of steady and heavy footsteps came all the way this way, and there was a rustling of clothes, "I would like to pay my respects to the prince."
Meili smiled faintly, this is the reality.
No matter how beautiful Suying's Amma is, she still has to kneel down to Jingxuan, the future son-in-law.
In normal times, even the emperor would show some dignity and say "dismissal" when the old minister was about to kneel before he did so, but at this moment Jingxuan seemed to have said nothing.
After a while, Jingxuan's cold voice sounded, "Get up."
"Hey."
Zamulang said in a low voice, with a bit of suppressed anger in his tone.
"Zamulang, why did you come back all night long?"
Jingxuan sneered, his tone arrogant and cold.
Meili was a little surprised.
No matter how high Jingxuan's ranking was, he was still his future father-in-law, and it was obvious that he would be of great help to him in the future.
He shouldn't treat him with such an arrogant attitude.
"My little daughter is seriously ill, and I am worried about it, so I asked the emperor for leave to come here."
Zamulang said in a sullen voice, as if he did not dare to be too presumptuous with his young future son-in-law and was very patient.
Jingxuan sneered lightly and said carelessly: "Then go."
Zamulang seemed very surprised that Jingxuan ended the conversation like this.
"Prince" Zamurang spoke again, his tone was much lower, and the secret anger he had just now was weakened by Jingxuan's indifference.
"Suying is sincere to you, the emperor may be better than the old slave."
"Zamulang" Jingxuan's tone became more violent and rude, and he simply interrupted the other party's words.
"Don't lift the emperor to suppress me.
I am willing to marry your daughter because she still has some beauty that impresses me."
His contemptuous tone made Zamulang take a breath, but he said nothing.
"Why does the emperor want me to marry her?
You know in your heart that everyone says that I am trying to get some dirty money from your family.
I am as sick as if I swallowed a fly.
Why do you come to slap me on the nose?"
" The way he talked about Suying actually made her heart prick a little.
When he looked at Suying's doting eyes and lowered his head to let Suying whisper in his ear, could that be what he was doing behind his back?
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Despicable words?
She knew that she was not qualified to sympathize with Suying, but she felt sorry for her.
Falling in love with Jingxuan was really pitiful.
These embarrassing words were not refuted by Zamulang.
He actually silently accepted the arrogant attitude of Prince Qing, who was supposed to be a junior.
"Zamulang, if you have so much energy, just think about how to run errands for the emperor and how to make those corrupt officials cough up more money.
I promise you, and I will do whatever I promised the emperor.
You can stop wasting your mind on other things.
I married your daughter, why, you really set the pattern for me to be my father-in-law.
Do you have any control over what kind of woman I want to marry?
Have you really forgotten what happened to you?"
Zamulang still said nothing, listening to the future son-in-law's reprimand in silence.
"Okay, go ahead.
Have a good talk with your daughter.
I'll give her what I should give her, and it's not your business to interfere.
Please stop interfering."
"twitter."
This "cha" made Meili feel a tightness in her chest.
Zamurang said this word with whatever mood and expression he felt, the deepest helplessness towards fate and reality.
The man who said such hurtful words with a nonchalant attitude was unable to refute or resist.
Meili's fingers tightly grasped the thin wood of the railing.
He seemed to have planned everyone's future, including her.
She had heard clearly that what he wanted to give Suying was the title of princess and the in-law relationship with Zamulang.
Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger.
Now the emperor needs Zamulang, relying on him to comfort him in every possible way.
Once time passes, what kind of money did Zamulang get back?
Why can he get it back?
Can these obvious secrets still be tolerated by the emperor?
So the emperor To give Zamulan reassurance, Zamulan also needs such a powerful son-in-law.
She was wrong again, she thought things were too simple and too beautiful.
She thought he at least really liked Suying.
He likes Suying, but the "like" he can understand is a temporary excitement for beauty and femininity.
The woman he said he "wanted to marry" was her.
The marriage was just a side wife.
It sounded like a side wife, but in fact it was just a concubine.
She is not the first woman he wants to marry.
There was the Mongolian princess before, and then Suying, and she is definitely not the last.
She suddenly felt a sense of relief.
Her choice was really a relief.
He can blackmail anyone who wants something from him, but what else can he do to her?
When everyone was gone and the eunuch finally came to ask her to go in to see her ancestors, she even smiled.
The lonely future that she was originally afraid of was better than marrying that cold-hearted man.
"You have thought about it."
After hearing Meili's firm request, Xiaozhuang remained silent for a long time.
"This slave is willing to worship Buddha throughout her life and pray for blessings and longevity for our ancestors."
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Meili kowtowed again and repeated.
"Meili" Xiaozhuang sighed tiredly.
In the past two days, she had been worried about this child.
"Come here."
She patted the kang mat next to her with pity.
Meili sat close to her.
Xiaozhuang touched her pale but extremely pretty face with tears in her eyes.
"My child, you have really grown up."
She was really afraid that Meili was coming to tell her that He Jingxuan was innocent and wanted to marry Yonghe.
She believed what she said, but she was in a dilemma.
Ying Ru cried to death in front of her.
She was also a mother.
She knew the deep expectations for her son.
She also understood the mother's willingness to sacrifice her life to protect her child.
She could not refute her.
Yonghe said with determination that he would not marry anyone other than Meili.
After a long experience of misfortune in the palace, she was also moved by this true love man's persistence.
She couldn't bear to agree to him.
She knew that he would marry Meili.
What will be lost.
Jingxuan was determined to marry Meili, but this cold and domineering child actually confessed in front of her that he liked Meili and that if he married her, he would take care of her throughout his life.
It seemed that no matter how she dealt with it, she was ruthless.
No matter how she dealt with it, this fragile girl who was destined to be hurt was actually willing to spend her lonely life bearing all the pain alone.
She felt sad to leave Meili.
She had suffered too much since she was a child.
Didn't God think it was not enough?
"Meili, let me think about it again."
She couldn't bear to promise her, a girl as delicate as a flower and a beautiful moon.
Could it be that her whole life was ruined just because of these light words?
At such a young age, did she know that in this life?
how long Meili smiled, thinking that there was something she could do.
"My ancestor Meili has no regrets, and she will never regret it in her whole life
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