Beauty has a disease

It took a while for Ember to recover from the coldness, but her ability to warm herself was always poor, so she just regarded it as normal and didn't take it to heart.

A group of people in the West Courtyard have made arrangements for the dinner to be held in the palace. Her low official position should not allow her to accompany her in the palace. As for Zhan Shuyun, she has something to do during the day, but the palace banquet is not good unless there are special circumstances. He refused, so Zhan Shuyun would go to the palace banquet, and Yan Huaian's personal safety would be protected by Zhan Shuyun, so she would not be needed.

Well, looking at it this way, she finally had some free time.

After finally being free, the strings in Yi Yan's head relaxed. As she relaxed, she felt the buzzing and pain in her head becoming more obvious. She originally wanted to deal with some chores at home, but in the end she could only think about it. need to have a rest.

Perhaps because his mental energy had been exhausted, he fell asleep very quickly this time. Not long after he fell on the bed, his consciousness sank. The people sweeping the yard also slowed down their steps. The ember slept soundly until the daylight disappeared and the lanterns first came on. hour.

The rested brain no longer hurt so much, and Yi Yan began to think about handling chores. Then he sat down at the table, glanced at a pile of letters piled casually on the corner of the table, and paused.

This letter was sent by Mrs. Zheng. Should I go and express my gratitude?
But there seemed to be nothing to say between them, and Zheng was probably just sending these things casually, without any intention of expressing her gratitude.

Ember pondered: So are you going in person?Or should I just send someone over as a gift?

"How did you come?"

Mrs. Zheng was basking in the moonlight in the courtyard where she lived. The wicker chair woven with rattan was swaying and making a slight creaking sound. She was surprised when she saw Yi Yan enter the courtyard door. After hearing Yi Yan's intention, she said politely. , then asked Yan Yan to sit down casually and continued to rock the chair rhythmically.

"I just got out of prison and have been busy for a long time. It's time to go back and have a good rest. I have nothing to do here, so you don't need to come to see me."

Yi Yan's steps faltered, and he handed the things to his grandma in a polite manner, said hello politely, and walked out.

Zheng was a little confused by Yu Yan's reaction, and shouted as if on reflex, "Huh? You just left like that?"

Yi Yan stopped and turned around, "What else does mother have to say?"

"...It's okay, it's okay, let's go."

The ember is really gone.

"Ugh--"

Mrs. Zheng turned her head and looked over when she heard the sound, and suddenly smiled, "I, a mother, haven't done anything yet, so why am I sighing?"

"Miss... Master, she, she..." She didn't finish her sentence for a long time.

"Mommy, I understand what you mean." Mrs. Zheng answered, "There is no love between us. She will treat me how I treat her. It is normal and fair. There is nothing to complain about."

Mammy's voice lowered, "But you are her mother after all."

"Mother Cao!" Ms. Zheng said in a more serious voice, "What kind of mother do I think she is?"

Aunt Cao was about to say something but hesitated, "But, now that the master's nominal mother is you, they are mother and son after all. We can't go on like this..."

"What's going to happen? If you really think about it, I took over her mother's identity for nothing. It's good that we live in peace now and no one owes anyone anything. But if we really think about it, maybe I still owe her more."

"This is not your original intention. It is all arranged by the superiors. How could it be..." Grandma Cao couldn't help but feel grievances for Zheng, "How could it be all blamed on you!"

"Why not?" Ms. Zheng sneered, "Even if everything was not my intention, I did not refuse or resist. Today, I have no worries about eating, drinking and being famous. In the end, I am the one who has vested interests, and now I have to demand other people's children. Come to honor me?"

Mrs. Zheng looked sarcastic, but she didn't know who she was talking about, "Where did you get such a big face?"

Aunt Cao fell silent.

After a moment of relief, Mrs. Zheng softened her tone and persuaded: "Mommy, you have been with me for most of your life. I know you are doing it for my own good, but you cannot force any relationship, including family love."

"Just like me and Yu Lin, I care about and love him, and he respects me. The bond between our mother and son was built over many years of going back and forth, but Qingwu...she is different." People like her seem a little cold, but she is not without conscience, but sees it more clearly than us. She has already figured out a thing or two from my attitude when she first came back, and gave a corresponding attitude. Respect but not intimacy is good enough.”

Zheng looked up at the stars in the night, watching them twinkling in the sky. After looking at them for a long time, she seemed to be dazzled, as if they were very close in front of her eyes. Zheng reached out to grab them by accident, but she found nothing. .

Nothing at all.

It's like my heart is empty.

"Mommy, let's go back to the house."

Seeing Mrs. Zheng's lonely look, Grandma Cao couldn't bear it, "Madam, if you are really unhappy staying here, why don't you also go back to Qinghe?"

Zheng shook her head as she walked, "Why are you going to Qinghe? Qinghe is not my ancestral land. If I go back to this house, there will be a vacuum."

After coming out of Zheng's courtyard, Yi Yan turned to the darkroom.

"Are you here again?" Prince Gong held the book and only glanced at the ember before looking away, and said calmly: "What is the reason for coming this time?"

Yu Yan laughed suddenly, making Prince Gong a little confused, "Why are you laughing?"

Yi Yan shook his head, said it was nothing, and took out a book from the book shelf.

What she laughed at was that she met two people tonight, and both of them asked her what she was doing. Was she the kind of person who would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing?

This thought went around in my mind twice, and Yu Yan gave his answer, which seemed to be true.

After flipping through two pages in his hand, Yi Yan stuffed the book back into place after seeing familiar content, and said, "You have been here for many years, haven't you finished reading these books in all these years?"

Prince Gong: "I've finished reading it already."

"Then let's see..." He looked so immersed in it.

Prince Gong raised his eyes and said, "You locked me up here. I can't get out, and I don't see anyone. I have nothing to do except sleep and read. I can only read over and over again to kill time." "

"It's better than sleeping all the time and being groggy, and you'll be useless sooner or later."

Yi Yan nodded in agreement, "That's right. Then I'll ask someone to buy you some new books tomorrow, and I'll come and read them in the future."

Prince Gong really couldn't stand it now, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? It's obvious." Yu Yan said nonchalantly: "It's not what you said. I finished reading the book and there was no one to chat with. I heard your appeal, so I gave you a book to chat with you. It was obviously your wish that came true. ah!"

May all your wishes come true?

Ah!
Prince Gong twitched his lips and said, "Young man, you're not rude. No one has ever dared to talk to me like this. And that's not what I'm thinking about. The reason why I'm bored is because I can't go out, so I should go out." Root, do you want to make this king’s wish come true? Yes, let me go.”

Yi Yan supported his chin and listened to his nonsense, and then continued, "It's impossible to let you out. I don't know if you are too confused or want to use your status to oppress others, but I want to say that you have already been deprived of your title by the emperor and demoted to Common man, and you are a dead person outside. How can a dead person not stay underground but want to jump on the ground? You are overthinking it."

"Straight!"

Yu Yan raised his hand and pressed it to signal him not to be angry, and then said something even more irritating: "You want to go out? Why? How shameless are you, a sinner of all ages?"

Ember's expression mocked, "Where did you get your face!"

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