Regent, robbery!

Chapter 376

On this end, Ye Jing and Meier returned to the east wing of the Prince Regent's mansion.

There was no one in the wing room, it was several times colder than her own bedroom, and the decoration was not as good as her own bedroom, but it was just as spacious.

In fact, Ye Jing didn't want to go back at all, because tomorrow morning the Prince Regent will be the groom's officer to marry the daughter of the General Taiwei, and the residence of the Prince Regent will also be furnished as a wedding room.

What is she doing here?
It's just that Chen Fang's picturesque face with childlike innocence and the injuries Chen Fang suffered came to mind, Ye Jing finally sighed in his heart for a long time, helplessly. .Still came back here.

Anyway, her dormitory burned down and was still a pile of ruins.

Meier looked at Ye Jing's suddenly gloomy little face and the gloomy look on that face, turned her head, and asked comfortingly: "Your Majesty, what's the matter with you, if you have something to talk to your servant, It’s always good to have one more person to share.”

Nightscape waved his hand.It's better to hold it in your heart than to tell her!
Mei'er looked at Ye Jing's resolute face, and seemed to understand something, she lowered her head, and whispered the corner of her lips: "It's the servant who is talking too much."

He bowed his head again and stood quietly aside.

Ye Jing raised his head, looked at the person who seemed to be hurt, and quickly raised his head, his eyes regained his affectionate style: "Be careful, there are things that men have to bear, and women, just enjoy the brocade clothes obediently." Jade food is enough."

Mei'er pursed her lips, and said in a low voice: "But your Majesty, you are not a man."

Ye Jingyu froze for a while, and then he slumped onto the stool, propping his chin with both hands: "Hey, it's not a big deal. That is, if someone gets hurt because of you, and the hurt will stay forever in this life." The wound of the shadow. So what to do?"

Meier half-understood, and the expression on her face was serious: "Your Majesty, you said it was because of your injury, so did you intend to frame him intentionally, or was it unintentional?"

"I...he didn't cause the injury to me, but the injury has something to do with me." Ye Jing stretched out his hand and clasped the tabletop boredly.

One after another crescent marks were printed on the round wooden table.

Meier stepped forward, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Ye Jing's hand: "Your Majesty, since you are sitting here so sad, and you come to ask this servant with a worried face, it means that you don't want this person to be hurt in your heart. There is a certain degree of care for him."

Ye Jing's chin was stuck to the table, and his fingers were still drawing circles on the table. The patterns were neat and different, and the lines were of different lengths.

These patterns are outlined in various shapes by the heat from the night scene Naha.

With the gradual passage of time, the figures outlined by the heat on the table were gradually annihilated and melted into the wooden table, making it impossible to see or touch.

Looking at the round wooden table that had returned to its original appearance, Ye Jing withdrew his gaze from the table and raised his head to look at Meier.

"That's right, he does have a place in my heart, but it's just guilt and responsibility, and there's no such thing as emotion."

After Ye Jing spoke lightly, he stretched out his hand, both palms encircling the glass of water that Meier handed over.

The cold tea and the cold cup gradually warmed up in her palm.

"Your Majesty, there are many unsatisfactory things in this world. Since you didn't do it, then you don't need to blame yourself too much. Some things are destined to end in fate, and no one can change them." Meier said again: "Furthermore , you didn't know that such serious consequences would happen, and if you knew, you wouldn't leave him."

Ye Jing lowered his head to look at the light blue tea in the teacup that he scalded by himself.

With her gentle shaking, the tea rolled out several layers of shallow waves.

Ye Jing's thoughts are like the waves of tea at this moment, rippling intermittently, but they can't stop no matter what.

It's messy if you can't cut it.

Meier looked at the pensive night scene, and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, you really don't need to blame yourself too much, people should look away and let go, thinking about too many things in your heart, tormenting yourself and your body."

Ye Jing watched steadily as the tea gradually calmed down the waves and restored its usual calm.The light blue tea suddenly formed a face.

That face was so familiar to her that she couldn't be more familiar with it, but it was so far away that it was strange.

Because of the flow of time, because time has changed all this.

"Xiaojing, well, live on." The man smiled kindly.

"Live well for your mother and yourself, no matter what happens, don't give up on this world, don't give up on your own life!" The gentle voice slowly flowed out again, and slowly entered Ye Jing's ears.

After finishing these two sentences, the smile was drowned out of the tea, and only a vague echo of the words remained in his ears.

The tea returned to its usual coldness, and the coolness of the teacup spread to Ye Jing's palm.

live... live... live...

These two sentences echoed repeatedly in his mind, Ye Jing suddenly raised his head from the tea, his eyes that were originally ashen ashes were suddenly coated with a layer of bright light, and his dejected and gloomy little face suddenly became It is full of vitality like chicken blood.

"Yes, that's right. What should have happened has already happened, and I can't save anything. The only thing I can do is to live well and treat him well."

Ye Jing held the teacup tightly, staring at the scenery outside the window, and said word by word.

There is a kind of strength and forbearance in those words, as well as a powerful artistic conception.

"It's good that Her Majesty can think about it." Mei'er nodded, a smile spread across her charming face.

Ye Jing stood up and suddenly held Mei'er's two hands, "Thank you, sweetheart."

The words were three-point ridicule, but contained seven-point seriousness.

"This is all due to your own thinking, Your Majesty the Empress. This servant did nothing." Mei'er shook her head.

"Come on, baby, I've said so much just now, I'm thirsty." After Ye Jing finished speaking, he leaned over and took the cup of tea from the table.

"Come on, baby, drink some water, moisten your throat, and then go to sleep well." Ye Jing said with a look of pity, and the movement of his hands didn't stop, moving towards Mei'er's lips. Lift it up.

Meier lowered her head and looked at the cup of tea in front of her. There was something in her beautiful eyes, but it dissipated after hearing Ye Jing's words.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I'd better let the slaves come by themselves." Mei'er stretched out her hand to take the tea with a flattered expression, but was stopped by Ye Jing.

Helpless, Meier drank the cup of tea in Ye Jing's hand.

"Okay, baby, go take a shower and eat something, let's get some sleep." Ye Jing patted her on the shoulder.

Meier nodded and walked towards the inner room.

"Come in." Ye Jing didn't speak until Mei'er's figure disappeared from sight.

(End of this chapter)