The Book of Raising Children by Houmen

Chapter 99 Despair (1)
Zhao Jing had a dream. She dreamed that she had returned to the palace.The familiar hall, the familiar white marble steps, the only unfamiliar thing is the white flags hanging all over the corridor and the somewhat pale palace lanterns in the dimness.

All these signs indicated that someone died in the palace, and it should be a master.Zhao Jing was startled, she had only been out of the palace for a long time, and she didn't hear that anyone in the palace died of illness?She looked around, but there was no one around, as if she was the only one in the whole palace.Zhao Jing raised her head and walked up the steps, she heard the mourning coming from the hall, heavy and painful, she wanted to go in and see who died, she also wanted to ask someone why she came to this place Come?
But the steps in front of the hall are so high, she climbed all the way panting for a long time, but the hall is still far away in the sky, close in front of her eyes.Zhao Jing was panting tiredly, she stopped to rest, and when she raised her head, she saw Zhou Yi coming out of the hall, his eyes wide open.With a grim expression on his face, he asked himself, "Why are you here?"

Terrified, Zhao Jing hurriedly turned around and wanted to run, but tripped over the steps, her body lost her center of gravity and fell backwards.

"what……"

Even if she was dreaming, the pain was so real. Zhao Jing opened her eyes and stared at the bright yellow brocade tent in front of her.The scene just now was too real, she raised her head and touched her cheek and forehead, dripping sweat on her palm.

Zhao Jing propped herself up, and she had just used up her strength when she suddenly realized that she was strange.Her body was so soft that she didn't need any strength at all, the brocade quilt on her body slipped off, revealing Zhao Jing's slender collarbone and white jade-like skin.

She was shocked again.Whose bed is this, and where is it?Thoughts of astonishment welled up in his mind.Zhao Jing closed her eyes, carefully recalling everything just now.

She followed the princess' servants to the Regent Palace to see the princess, and then she talked with the princess for a while, and the princess invited her to eat... cakes.

Zhao Jing suddenly came to her senses, there must be something wrong with that cake!If this is still the palace, then this bed... Zhao Jing was taken aback by the thoughts in her heart. She supported herself and climbed up from the boat, grabbed the clothes hanging on the screen, and put them on with trembling hands and feet.

Must... must go now... before the regent comes back... at once.

Zhao Jing's fingers were trembling, and she could hardly use her hand to tie the belt. She suppressed her crying to calm herself down. She didn't know if anyone was guarding outside, and she didn't know if she could escape.

It was already dark outside, she was not familiar with the rules of the palace, and she didn't know where to go, but she only had one thought in her heart, she must escape, escape!
Fortunately, there was no one guarding the room, but Zhao Jing, who was standing on the porch, still didn't know where to go.The woman brought her in from the backyard, and did not pass by this place, and on the other side of the lake not far away, it seemed that the sound of silk and bamboo pipes could still be heard.

Zhao Jing's hands and feet were weak, and she stopped and walked in the veranda while holding on to her hands. The discomfort in her body made her unable to lift her spirits. She regretted that she had trusted the princess, and secretly cursed her extra virginal heart for finally killing herself.

She sat down against the railing on the veranda, and the biting north wind blowing over the lake woke her up a little.Zhao Jing hugged her knees and curled up into a ball, trembling with sobs.She doesn't want to be a slave to power, she wants to live a peaceful life; she doesn't want to be someone else's pawn in prison, she just wants to be a free person who can make decisions for herself.

But... why is all this so difficult?
"Girl, may I ask how to get to Wang Ye's study?"

The beauties in Yutang Pavilion are delicate and beautiful, and the wine is intoxicating, but Xu Si'an is not keen on it. Compared with beauties and fine wine, he prefers the books on the art of war.He has always known the habits of the regent, and at this time he must be managing the government in the study. They haven't seen each other for a long time, but they can have a game together.

The dim glass wind lamp illuminated Zhao Jing's face pale, she raised her head and glanced at the man standing in front of her, and suddenly had the illusion of remaining alive after a catastrophe.Zhao Jing tried her best to stand up, but her body was extremely weak. Before she was about to lose consciousness, she tightly grabbed the robe on Xu Si'an's chest: "Master Hou, save me..."

I didn't expect it to be her...

Xu Si'an looked at the beauty who fainted in his arms, and his mood changed from surprise just now to a trace of joy unconsciously.Maybe he didn't notice this change himself, but felt that when he hugged her, his heart was very soft.

But why did she appear in the regent's mansion late at night?Could it be...

(End of this chapter)