Raiders of His Royal Highness

After a while, the ministers were arguing in the palace that they wanted to meet Emperor Jing Ming, and Wu Weiyou's execution came to an end.

However, Wu Weiyou's execution was rarely discussed, but the fact that the prince from Beijing quietly returned to the palace caused everyone to discuss in private.

And once he came back, it was such a thunderous method!

It's really surprising and amazing... It turns out that the prince who has always been inconspicuous is the oriole who is taking advantage of the fisherman!

Yu Ling didn't pay any attention to the whispers of the people outside. Now that she has officially taken control of the government, she just wants to accompany her Rong'er in her spare time.

After she sent Empress Song back to Zhengyang Palace and had a secret conversation for a while, she quickly returned to the East Palace.

There is no snow or rain today, which is a little warmer than the previous days, but it is a rare good weather.

The hall was quiet, with only occasional low-pitched noises.

Yu Ling stood outside the door, looking inexplicable, wondering what he was thinking.

After a long time, she stepped into the house.

Sitting on the head of the bed, Qin Zhirong, who was drinking medicine, heard the movement outside. She just looked up and saw Yu Ling in a black fox fur walking in.

"His Royal Highness." Seeing those two people, you looked at me, I looked at you, and her eyes were almost drawn... She hurriedly saluted Yu Ling, and quietly backed out.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yu Ling took Qin Zhirong's boneless little hand, felt the warmth there, and asked softly, "How are you feeling today?"

Qin Zhirong still had some pain in his mouth, so he nodded lightly.

Probably seeing the lack of disappointment in Yu Ling's eyes, she raised her hand and stroked her slightly frowning brow, wanting to ask her what was wrong.

However, Yu Ling just pulled up the soft catkin that was caressing her forehead, put it on the corner of her mouth, and gave a soft kiss, "It's warmer outside today, and the plum blossoms in the courtyard are just in bloom. Would you like to go out and take a look?"

Looking out the window, the sun was just right outside, and the snow that had been piled up before dissipated silently, as if something that once existed would eventually disappear in the passage of time.

Qin Zhirong was a little dazed.

Even though she didn't deliberately recall the scene of that day these days, she still had ties in her heart.

She was a little reluctant to step out of the door... She didn't want to see anyone other than Yu Ling and Nao Nao, and she didn't want to be in the warm sunshine anymore...

Even though she knew that she was not defiled by Emperor Jing Ming, those big, disgusting hands like maggots touched her face and hugged her body...

Yu Ling's eyes never left Qin Zhirong. Her trance, sadness, and resistance were all in her eyes, Yu Ling sighed lightly, held up her little face, placed a kiss on her side face, and whispered to her: "We are here Let's take a walk in the courtyard, okay? I'll be by your side..."

In the end, Qin Zhirong still followed Yu Ling's wishes and put on a thick brocade-trimmed cloak, and was led out of the room by Yu Ling.

At first, she was a little evasive, always wanting to hide behind Yu Ling, but she couldn't hold back Yu Ling's expectant smile, so she also walked to her side and walked side by side on the path.

Because Qin Zhirong couldn't speak yet, Yu Ling was the only one who spoke all the way, from the delicate plum blossom in front of her to the heavy snowfall a few days ago, and from the heavy snowfall to what she had seen and heard outside Beijing...

Qin Zhirong listened quietly.

She knew that His Highness did this because he was worried about her, wanted to forgive her, and wanted her to forget what happened that day.

Looking at His Highness, who started to gesture at the point of excitement, Qin Zhirong's eyes were wet, she raised the corner of her mouth slightly, took her hand, and wrote on her palm: "His Royal Highness, today, I am afraid that I have finished talking for a whole year. Woolen cloth."

"However, thank you, Your Highness."

Thank you for returning to Beijing overnight to rescue her from such a depressing and disgusting small room.

Thank you for always being by her side and taking good care of her.

Thank you even more for shining on her like a beam of light when she is disappointed and sad, letting her know that she can still have expectations for the future.

Yu Ling looked at Qin Zhirong's first smile after many days, and the worries in her heart finally dissipated.

The smile on her face gradually expanded, and then she gently hugged Qin Zhirong in her arms.

Resting her chin on the top of her head and smelling the fragrance on her body, Yu Ling said softly, "Why does Rong'er dislike me for talking too much?"

Feeling that the person in his arms shook his head slightly, Yu Ling squinted his eyes like a satisfied cat: "Just now Rong'er said thank you, can I order a thank you gift?"

Just when Qin Zhirong was thinking about what His Highness wanted to thank, the man above his head had already bent down, picked up her face, and put his warm lips on hers.

Taking into account that the wound on Qin Zhirong's tongue was not yet healed, Yu Ling's movements were very gentle, and she did not go in, but gently rubbed her lips.

Among the plum blossoms in the courtyard, the two people hugging each other quietly like a pleasing painting, making people reluctant to disturb them.

When Nao Nao came to the courtyard, she saw the two people kissing. She quickly covered her eyes and whispered, "His Royal Highness, Niangniang, Qin Da Shifu has sent a message."