Solitary pet

Chapter 165

Princess Jingning pointed at the wild geese and said, "When I first entered the palace, it was also September, and I lived my days in fear. The only pleasure I had was to guess how many wild geese flew by with you and Shouqing. I am stupid , I can't play with you all the time."

The rules of Yanfu Palace are strict, the palace people in other palaces can still play double-card games, but the palace people in Yanfu Palace can't, they are really strict, even things like counting wild geese can be used to amuse themselves.

Li Fuquan recalled the past and smiled: "That girl Shouqing is a thief, she always sets up the numbers in advance and wins a lot of money."

Princess Jingning smiled, "Yes, I remember that one month, all your monthly money went into her pocket."

Li Fuquan smiled apologetically.

Halfway up the steps, she stopped suddenly, as if she had been provoked by something sad, she said: "If I hadn't entered the palace back then, maybe Shouqing was still alive."

Li Fuquan smiled sadly: "Everyone has his own fate, the princess doesn't have to blame herself."

Princess Jingning's eyes dimmed.

The door of the hall was wide open, and the canopy was heavy. The saint came out and stood in front of the hall, with complicated eyes, staring closely at the beautiful figure in brocade clothes on the steps.

Li Fuquan and the palace servants knelt on the steps to salute.

Princess Jingning continued to walk forward without stopping to give blessings or to look at him.

The steps of Yanfu Palace were so high and long, like heavenly steps, she stepped on them, feeling as far away as never reaching the end.

When she left that year, she was overjoyed, but now that she is back, things are different.

The sage went down to pick her up in person, and the palace servants followed in fear.

Only a foot away from her, he stretched out his hand, feeling excited, as in the past.

"Youqing."

He called her name, his face couldn't hide his joy, just like the reckless and ignorant teenager back then.

Princess Jing Ning looked at the hand he extended, and walked past him without looking away.

The saint froze.

She still hated him.

The palace people were shocked, and they lowered their heads one by one, not daring to show their air.

Concubine Jingning is the only one who dares to openly despise the saint.

In just half a second, the saint returned to normal, waved his hand to signal the palace servants to retreat, turned around and paced, and followed.

Walking to the inner hall, all the palace people in the hall have been transferred away by Li Fuquan.

It was already dim, and the hall was dark.

The door of the palace was closed, and the saint looked around. The palace lantern was not lit, so he took sparks and lit the palace lantern himself.

She was afraid of the dark, he always remembered.

She stood silently, quietly watching him patiently light one palace lantern after another.

The crimson gauze robe was flicked and dragged, and his movements were graceful. Even though it was such a trivial matter as lighting a lamp, it could still reveal the majesty of the emperor.

All 77 lamps were lit, and the hall was as bright as day.

He turned his head, just in time to meet her gaze.

She didn't hide, her eyes were burning, and she looked at him openly.

He walked towards her step by step, from far to near, looking at her eyebrows, her eyes, and her lips.

Back then, if he had been more ruthless, what she was wearing today would be the empress's Zhai clothes, not the concubine's Xiapei.

She took a step back suddenly, the saint stopped and did not move forward.

"I'm here today for the sake of the Pingling Mansion."

Her tone was so cold, without any hint of flattery.

The sage smiled wryly, trying to make his tone sound gentle: "I've made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me anymore."

Princess Jingning raised her face, "I'm not here to persuade the sage, I'm here to make the sage redeem his promise."

The saint was startled.

He did owe her a favor, or rather, a comfort.

At this moment, he was happy in his heart.Not for any reason, just because she still remembers the past with him.

At that time, she was wronged, and a court lady who was in love with her hanged herself for this.When he went to see her in the prison, she wept bitterly, grabbed the hem of his robe, and kept calling the maid's name.

The sage paused, his eyes touched his hands, his hands were stained with so much blood, the only thing he regretted was that he was stained with the blood of her father's generation.

Not only the maid's life, but he also owed her many lives.

He looked at her, narrowed his eyes slightly, his long and narrow Danfeng eyes revealed a chill: "Are you threatening me?"

She finally had an expression on her face, and she no longer stared at him with that lifeless expression.

"I'm asking for a saint."

The sage laughed, folded his arms and shoulders, turned sideways, and plausibly said, "Are you begging for help?"

Princess Jingning frowned, if she could, she would like to leave Yanfu Palace immediately.

She stayed here for so long that she didn't want to set foot here again for the rest of her life.

The saint said: "Come here."

Princess Jingning refused to move, "You are a saint, the king of a country, the promise of an emperor, how can it be a joke?"

The saint looked back at her.

No matter whether she has him in her heart or not, at least at this moment, she has him in her eyes.

He stepped forward, moved swiftly, and pulled her over.

If it were an ordinary woman, she might have struggled in panic, but she didn't.

She let him tug at her wrist, a big hand almost reaching into her flesh, and she didn't make any sound.

Princess Jingning raised her chin, stared coldly, and confronted him.

She has served him by his side for more than half a year, enduring his pickiness and ridicule all day long, and she has long been used to his moodiness.

Responding to all changes with the same is the best way to deal with him.

Sure enough, in less than half a second, the sage let go of her, and her temples ached.

She was his weakness, always had been.

Princess Jingning said calmly: "The sage is optimistic about the Second Highness, and he doesn't want him to miss the country and society because of his son and daughter's love, does he?"

The sage didn't answer, but said, "You hate me, why should you worry about my son?"

Princess Jingning replied: "Prince Jingning is still the younger brother of the sage, why don't I marry him?"

The saint choked.

He said viciously: "You have been out of the palace for so many years, you have become much more courageous."

Princess Jingning said: "Saint, is it not good for me to exchange the promise I made back then for your son's happiness?"

The saint was a little annoyed, "Being my son, you don't need the love of a son or daughter."

He has always been stubborn, if he continues to talk, it will definitely make things worse.Concubine Jingning collected her thoughts, and said: "The concubine knows."

She walked towards the gate of the palace, her figure was like a willow, and her steps were firm.

It was as if she had left Yanfu Palace back then.

The sage called to her: "Youqing, if you change to another one, I will definitely fulfill your wish."

(End of this chapter)