The people who were waiting for her to bathe were all the maids from Prince Qing's Mansion.
Meili didn't look at their faces with ambiguous smiles.
They laughed lightly when they saw the purple traces of love on her body.
She didn't pay attention to it and just let herself go.
Her eyes wandered in the illusory world, and her heart was so heavy that she had no emotion at all.
Almost at the mercy of the maids, she put on a delicate silk underwear, and her long hair was combed smoothly.
They smiled meaningfully and said she was too tired, helped her lean on the pillow to dry her hair, and then Have a good rest.
She was very tired, but she couldn't sleep when she closed her eyes.
Her head began to hurt.
She lay there stiffly, and the maids all left, thinking that she had fallen asleep.
"Zi Fujin, Xiang Fujin."
A maid came into the room and shouted several times.
Only then did Meili realize that "Zi Fujin" referred to her, and then she slowly opened her eyes to look at the maid.
"Master Yonghe wants to see you outside."
After the maid said that, she observed her expression carefully, and Meili smiled faintly.
It seemed that even the maid in Prince Qing's Mansion knew about her and Yonghe's affairs, so she would be like this.
With a prying expression, she spoke of him in such a tone.
Yonghyuk is released Jingxuan is quite trustworthy.
When she saw him, she closed her eyes again and slowly groped around her side with her hand, finally finding the book she had just placed beside her pillow.
What's the point of meeting now?
She opened her eyes for a while and looked at the golden cloud patterns on the top of the red wedding tent.
She sat up, put the pile of books Yonghe gave her on her lap, rubbed them carefully, and repeatedly smoothed the corners of the pages that had become curled up. .
"Give him these and tell him I'm fine."
She said softly but firmly.
Yonghyuk must completely forget her.
She closed her eyes again and leaned weakly on the pillow.
She would also forget him, just like she had forgotten Jingxuan.
As long as time was long enough, everything would be forgotten.
The sound of footsteps, Jingxuan's footsteps, made her heart tremble.
Maybe she was not afraid of him, but she just didn't know how to face him or get along with him.
She suddenly lost the courage to open her eyes.
"Get up."
He walked straight to her bedside and pulled her up.
Her sore waist and abdomen suddenly felt a throbbing pain, and her originally pale face instantly turned gray.
Jingxuan ignored him and said, "Put on your shoes and follow me to see him."
The maid caught a glimpse of the anger on her master's face, and very carefully knelt down at Meili's feet and put on her shoes.
Meili trembled slightly, he asked her to see Yonghe Only at this moment did she know that she didn't dare to see Yonghe.
She was afraid that she would shed tears, not be calm enough, and make his heart hurt even more.
"I don't want to go."
She was hurt by Jingxuan's hold, but she finally said the words of rejection.
She has experience in making one person forget another person, just not meeting each other and not giving a glimmer of hope.
"Stop talking nonsense" Jingxuan sneered coldly, as if laughing at her pretense, "Let's go" He didn't even let her put on her coat, so he dragged her out of the new house.
Yonghe was standing in the yard outside the new house.
His clothes were neatly dressed and his hair was combed smoothly, but he gave people a feeling of extreme abjection for no reason.
He was originally looking at the red damask and red lanterns hanging under the eaves of the new house, but when Jingxuan stumbled out with Meili with her long hair disheveled and only her underwear on, he could no longer take his eyes away from her petite body.
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It turns out that it was his eyes that were miserable Meili tried to steady her breathing, but she still didn't dare to look at him.
When Yonghe stared at the bruises on the delicate skin exposed by Meili's low neckline from her man's bite, he clenched his fists tightly and his whole body trembled.
Jingxuan watched with cold eyes, suddenly feeling a vicious pleasure, Yonghe, just hate it, just like how he hated it after knowing about their affair.
"I" Yonghe was stung by Jingxuan's cold eyes.
Maybe it was a mistake for him to come to see her, but he couldn't stop himself.
He wanted to see her, and he wanted to go crazy.
"I'm here to say goodbye to you.
I have applied to the emperor to take my father's place and serve as the vanguard of Brother Chengyi.
Tomorrow," he forced himself to say calmly, restraining the pain and reluctance rushing in his heart, trying his best not to show any of it, " It’s time to leave.”
Jingxuan had pulled her out so roughly just now, and his heart ached so much.
The woman he had secretly vowed to protect for the rest of his life was treated so roughly by another man, and his pain was worse than hers.
However, for her sake, he couldn't say a word or help her.
He could only pretend to watch calmly.
Perhaps, even looking at her would become a luxury for him in the future.
"" Meili's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.
Jingxuan pulled her tightly to help her.
She bit her lower lip.
It was all her fault.
Yonghe couldn't bear to see his father.
He has traveled thousands of miles to fight for his father.
He is still a child.
How can he take care of himself?
What should he do if he gets a rash during the summer war?
"Then" Yonghe took a deep look at her who lowered her head.
Her long hair was floating lightly in the spring breeze, as if his thoughts were wrapped around her.
"I" he knew that after taking one look at her, he should I'm satisfied and it's time to leave, but it's extremely difficult to say these words of farewell.
"You."
She suddenly raised her head decisively, and when she looked at him, her eyes were filled with stoic restraint and determination, "Take these, I don't need them anymore."
She glanced at the maid behind her.
Quickly holding the book in his hand to Yonghe like a frightened bird, he silently accepted it.
"Bon voyage, success is imminent."
She tried her best to say polite words, but her voice was still astringent.
"Okay."
He clenched the book in his hand, ignoring that Jingxuan was looking at her coldly from the side.
He couldn't help but look into her eyes.
What he wanted to say and what he wanted to know were all in those eyes that were resisting her.
Tears in eyes.
She wanted to shrink away from his eyes, but she really yearned for that touch of tenderness.
"Yonghe," tears still poured into her eyes.
All her efforts just now were about to be in vain.
She finally struggled, "I am living a good life.
Jingxuan is very good to me.
You know, marrying him has always been what I want."
Yes.
You must make great achievements and marry a good girl, and you must be happier than me."
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The corners of Yonghe's mouth twitched slightly to prevent his eyes from falling on Jingxuan's rough grasp of her hand and the bruises on her neck.
He ignored her face, which was gray and bleeding, and she said that she was living a very good life.
Happy to know him, understand why she said that, understand why she told such a crude lie.
"Yeah."
He nodded and smiled with his last bit of reason.
"Then I'm leaving."
He took half a step and ordered himself not to look back, but he still heard himself say: "You should also take care of yourself."
He understands her thoughts, just as he also understands her.
Forgetting each other or making the other person think they have forgotten each other is the last thing you can do for each other.
Jingxuan let go of his hand and sneered, "Are you satisfied?
I gave you a chance to say goodbye."
She did not fall down and walked back to the room with empty steps.
He was staring at her back.
She must not know how much she and Yonghe cherished each other, and how much it hurt his heart to get rid of the lies they told each other.
It was because he hated and wanted revenge on Yonghe and her that he allowed them to meet.
Now he finally knows how ridiculous and pathetic he is.
The only person he can take revenge on is himself.
He strode into the room.
She heard it and turned around to look at him.
She saw his eyes full of resentment and anger.
She took a step back and hit the railing of the wedding couch with her back.
She looked at him blankly.
Tears flowed down line by line, and he was stunned.
"Your Majesty," she called him pleadingly, truly humbled in front of him for the first time in two years.
She slid down the railing and sat down.
"If you want to be beaten or scolded, can you wait until tomorrow?"
Her tears intensified and her nose trembled.
"Let's let go today."
"Get over me."
She was in too much pain, and she curled up.
Every time the pain was unbearable, she would curl up in a ball, as if trapped in her own corner, until she gathered enough courage.
He looked at her huddled at the foot of the bed, only a small ball.
She hugged him tightly, and the ends of her hair were dragged on the ground.
Her overwhelming anger was shattered by her loneliness and helplessness.
He seemed to see her huddled up in the corner of the dark and cold Hall of Peace.
Her pain has now become his pain, and all his resentment has collapsed because of one unbearable thing.
He knelt down and wanted to say that he abandoned her once and she betrayed him once, so it was even.
Now that he and she have finally become husband and wife, he It would be difficult for him to say these words He moved his lips several times, but could not utter a single word.
He just felt sorry for himself and reached out to hug her.
He hated her.
She had turned him into such a pathetic man that he even looked down on himself and was a coward.
She curled up tighter and said in a muffled voice between her arms: "Just leave me alone, please, please."
He was suddenly so angry that he even wanted to pull out the dagger he carried with him and kill her in one fell swoop.
Then he was the Prince Qing who didn't feel sad for any woman again.
Facing her who was trembling and suffering, what could he do?
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