The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

Chapter 484 To Be Together Forever

On the tenth day after Qingluan married into Jiangdong, she received a letter from her grandmother, the old lady of Zhen Guogong's mansion.

Qingluan leaned on the soft couch and read the family letter, tears flooded down her face uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Murong Yi stepped forward and comforted him, "Is it a letter from my aunt? What did the old man say in the letter?"

Ever since the last time the husband and wife had an unhappiness and made Qingluan angry, Murong Yi reflected on his own past. During the past few days when he was with Qingluan, he always took care of her gently.This made Qingluan finally calm down a bit, she raised her eyes to look at Murong Yi, and replied in a low voice: "Grandmother didn't say anything, she just asked me in the letter if I am doing well here."

As she spoke, she felt sad and couldn't help sobbing again.

Seeing her crying sadly, Murong Yi handed her a brocade handkerchief and said comfortingly: "If you miss the capital, this year happens to be the year of paying tribute. I will go to Beijing to celebrate next year, and I will take you back to have a look."

Qingluan took the Jinpa and tried to cry: "Although I am a princess, the only person in this world who really misses me is my grandmother. Even if I go back to Beijing, I only miss seeing my grandmother."

Murong Yi also knew that she had lost her mother since she was a child. He was a kind and gentle person. Seeing Qingluan being so sad, he guessed that although she was a princess, she must have had a very difficult time in the palace without the protection of her biological mother.

Murong Yi patted Qingluan's hand gently, comforting her and said: "You must have suffered a lot of grievances in the past, don't worry, our Murong Palace does not have those bad things in the palace, you just relax and take your time." Yes, you'll love it here."

Qingluan raised her eyes to look at Murong Yi, the man in front of her had picturesque features and was extremely handsome.Li Ling, whom she had been obsessed with, was as tough as a sharp sword. No matter how she closed herself, Li Ling's strong masculinity could always open her heart easily, causing her heartache but she couldn't stop.But Murong Yi was like a clear spring, which slowly flowed into the depths of her heart unconsciously, nourishing her bit by bit, bringing her warmth and comfort.

After getting along these few days, Qingluan really fell in love with Murong Yi slowly, otherwise, she would not be so angry when she learned that he went to Pang's that day.

Qingluan grasped Murong Yi's hand tightly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and cried, "I beg you, don't leave me, okay?"

Ever since the two got married, Qingluan had been arguing awkwardly. The husband and wife had never had physical contact. When Murong Yi saw Qingluan's sudden behavior, he was stunned for a moment. When he recovered, he continued to comfort her: : "Don't talk foolishly, we are husband and wife, we will be together forever, how could I leave you."

As he spoke, he helped Qingluan up, and coaxed her softly: "You have been bored in the palace since you came to the Murong Palace. Today's weather is just right, and you are feeling better. Let's go, I will take you to the garden for a walk." Go relax."

Qingluan readily agreed, and Murong Yi thoughtfully put a cape on Qingluan, and finally, under Murong Yi's leadership, she stepped out of the main hall,
The autumn sun is strong, and the flowers in the garden have not yet withered, and the flowers seem to be determined to compete in this last season, and the clusters are blooming extremely gorgeously.

Murong Yi took Qingluan, and the husband and wife walked side by side. As he walked, he introduced the flowers and plants in the garden to Qingluan in a casual manner.

"Your one is a white magnolia, the one over there is a dragon spit bead, and that one is a canna that is in full bloom. These flowers and plants are unique to our Jiangnan, and it is difficult to see them nearby."

Qingluan nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "I used to think that the flowers and plants in the imperial garden were the most beautiful, but now that I see the flowers and trees in the south of the Yangtze River, I realize that I am really a frog at the bottom of the well."

It was rare for Murong Yi to see his bride showing a smile, so he was also in a good mood, and replied: "Although the flowers and plants here are beautiful, they are just a drop in the ocean. If you have time, I will take you out for a walk. The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and the flowers blooming in the valley are beautiful. The flowers and plants here are more eye-catching.”

Qingluan froze when she heard the words, she looked at Murong Yi and asked: "Do you often travel?"

Murong Yi said frankly: "When I'm not busy, I always like to go out. Since I was lucky enough to be born in the south of the Yangtze River, how can I live up to this beautiful scenery."

Murong Yi was in a good mood and was talking vigorously, but Qingluan asked in a deep voice: "Then who do you travel with?"

Murong Yi saw Qingluan's face darkened, he hesitated slightly, and replied truthfully: "I often go out with my friends, and when Mrs. Xu was alive, I also often took her out together."

Qingluan sneered, and asked: "I heard that you and your deceased wife had a strong relationship?"

The smile on Murong Yi's face completely faded, he glanced at Qingluan lightly, and replied: "Okay, why bring this up."

Young couple, their love is as deep as the sea, but it's a pity that Wushan is cloudy and rainy, and they can no longer depend on each other.

Seeing Murong Yi's sad face, Qingluan took a breath in her heart, and said with a downcast face: "Since you can't forget your dead wife, why did you marry me?"

Murong Yi was taken aback when he heard the words, he looked at Qingluan, his beautiful eyebrows gradually furrowed.

Just at this moment, Murong Yi's daughter, Bi, ran over shouting: "Daddy, Daddy, why did you come to the garden today?"

Murong Yi was pulled back by his daughter's calling, and he followed the sound to look at his daughter who was running towards him, squatted down and opened his arms, hugged her in his arms, and asked with a smile: "What are you doing here again?" Woolen cloth?"

Sister Bi put her arms around Murong Yi's neck and replied, "My concubine is here to accompany me and brother to catch butterflies."

Just as they were talking, Pang and Murong Yi's other concubine, Meng, brought Ning Ge'er and walked towards this side.

When Pang Shi and Meng Shi met Murong Yi and Qing Luan, they respectfully greeted Murong Yi and Qingluan and said, "I have met the son and concubine of the son."

Murong Yi let them be excused, and then said to the two daughters: "This is your mother, she has been ill a while ago, so Daddy didn't bring you to see her, you want to ask your mother to say hello."

Ning Ge'er is already six years old and sensible, he listened to Murong Yi's words, and politely saluted Qingluan: "Ning Ge'er has seen mother."

Sister Bi was stuck in Murong Yi's arms, muttering: "I'm being hugged tightly by daddy, so it's not convenient for me to salute."

Murong Yi quietly persuaded his daughter: "Good sister Bi, be polite and follow the rules, quickly greet mother."

As he said that, he wanted to put his daughter down, but Sister Bi hugged Murong Yi's neck firmly, yelling: "I want Daddy to hug me, I want Daddy to hug me."

Seeing this, Pang quickly stepped forward to persuade Sister Bi, "Good boy, what did your concubine tell you, you have grown up, you should listen to your father."

Only then did Sister Bi let go of Murong Yi, the little guy was about to greet Qingluan when Qingluan said coldly: "Since she doesn't want to, don't make things difficult, I never want to force others."

Everyone froze in place, and Pang smiled awkwardly: "It's all concubines who can't teach their daughters well, and I ask the concubine to forgive me."

Qingluan rolled her eyes at Pangzi, and said with a gloomy face: "What a good goddaughter! You speak as if you are the biological mother of this child."

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　　Love watched her husband Sima Chao marry the princess in order to fulfill his ambition, and she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

　　Sima Chao hugged her into his arms and coaxed her softly: "Afu, I only have you in my heart. If I can stay in Jiangshan, I will definitely set you up."

　　Because Luo Fu was madly in love with him, he believed it.

　　It wasn't until Sima Chao personally killed the flesh and blood of his princess wife who was about to enter the door, that Love woke up: how much sincerity can a person who is cruel to his own children have for her.

　　It's just that he is cheating and she is obsessed.

　　Love finally saw the person next to her pillow clearly, she was completely chilled, and died in despair the day before Sima Chaofeng married the princess.

　　Starting over, Love decided not to repeat the same mistakes, but when she opened her eyes, the house was full of joy, and she went back to the wedding night with Sima Chao.

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　　Sima Chao, the hero of a generation, competed with the princes and ruled the world, which is his lifelong ambition.For this reason, he did not hesitate to disappoint his beloved.

　　He thought: If he can stay in the world, he will give her the supreme status in the world, and it will not be too late to slowly repay the affection he owes to her.

　　As everyone knows, if you miss it, it will be difficult to get it back.When he turned his head to her, she had already turned away.

　　He won the world and everything, but he lost her alone.

　　When Sima Chao saw her smiling like a flower at the man beside him, he finally got anxious, his eyes turned red, and he regretted his mistake.

　　Overhead, imitating the Wei and Jin Dynasties
　　Chasing Wife; Double C, 1V1
　　
　
(End of this chapter)