Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 1053 Rescuing the Queen's Husband 62
Huangfu Ling leaned on his chin, "If it wasn't for the solitary loss at the beginning, I wouldn't have let her live among the people for so many years. It was me..."

As she spoke, she covered her lips with tears in the corners of her eyes.

King Wen felt sad to see her like this, but he could only watch, and there was nothing he could do to help.

"If Ge'er is still around, she's probably already married to her husband. She was smart and pleasing when she was young, so she will definitely be liked by the elders."

Hearing the word "Ge'er", King Wen's head froze, thinking of the jade pendant that Yu Ruge dropped the day before yesterday, took a deep breath, and asked quickly, "Your Majesty's imperial sister, do you have a token of Nanzhou jade?"

Huangfu Ling Huarong turned pale, "How would King Wen know? That jade pendant is a unique keepsake of my royal family. Back then, the queen mother even engraved the imperial sister's name."

Looking at King Wen's expression, she already had a guess in her heart, and the corners of her lips slightly curved, "Could it be that you have found the trace of the imperial sister?"

King Wen wanted to nod at first, but seeing Huangfu Ling's longing almond eyes, he gradually lost his mind.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world, if I am anxious to tell the queen that the younger sister is not the person she is looking for, wouldn't it be even more depressing?
The whole palace knew that although the empress looked strong, she felt guilty for a long time because of her imperial sister.

I often hide alone and stare at the sky.

This is also one of the reasons why she, King Wen, is so devoted to the Queen.

In the end, King Wen decided to keep Yu Ruge's matter in his heart, and she would go to Beijing in less than a year, and when the time came, he would take a closer look at the jade pendant and ask for clarification.

……

Yu Ruge returned to the Imperial Mansion with Feng Ci, just because of the imperial plaque of "Genius Doctor of Jishi", her status in the Imperial Mansion is simply different, and the tide rises.

Seeing Yu Ruge, the servants and women wanted to confess, and those male servants who looked down on Yu Ruge in the past also wanted to take off their clothes and hide on her bed.

But it's just winking, not daring to be serious.

Otherwise, with Feng Ci's temperament, he must not throw people out of the house.

At the same time, the Yufang family, who used to stay for three to five days before returning to the countryside, this old lady also began to stay in the Yufu, which is intriguing.

From time to time, she wanted to enter Yu Ruge's courtyard, but was stopped by the attendants she dispatched in advance, and her nose was ashamed.

……

In the blink of an eye, it's New Year's Eve.

Candles are brightly lit in every house, festive red paper-cuts are pasted all over the walls, strings of red lanterns are shining in front of the door, and even passers-by are wearing new clothes.

Yu Ruge was quite comfortable during this time, she kept a low profile to the point of being ignored by others, but she and Xiao Langjun were happy every day, and the honey was sweet.

On the other hand, Yu Shuheng seemed to be allowed to enter the room after being left in the cold by Yu Liuying for three months.

Dinner at night.

In the main hall of Yufu, Yu Ruge brought Fengci to have dinner with the family for a rare occasion.

After all, except for Sun Handong's father, she has no feeling or even disgust for other people.

"Little husband, try this snowflake crisp."

Knowing that he likes sweets, Yu Ruge specially asked the cook to add a lot of maltose. In Xuanyue Kingdom, maltose is extremely precious, but only nobles can afford it.

No matter how good Yu Shuheng was, he was still a young young man who was naturally interested in eating.

In the past, Yu Liuying was willing to buy him a small piece of sweet cake only a month ago, but now because Feng Ci was at the table, Yu Ruge asked the back chef to make a big plate, and she felt sour all of a sudden.

Even if he wanted to eat it, the plate of snowflake crisps was far away from their seats, and he might only taste it when Feng Ci had eaten enough and left the table.

(End of this chapter)