Chapter 133: The East Palace is cold
"Then the big brother won't force me to do anything I don't like?" Yun Qing asked urgently, her voice urgent, revealing her uneasiness. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Xie Ruijun frowned, Yun Qing's question made him a little irritable, and he was also a little inexplicably disliked, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You just need to remember that the eldest brother won't harm you." ”
The answer "But the eldest brother ......" is obviously not what Yun Qing wants to hear.
Yun Qing wanted to say more, but Xie Ruijun interrupted her, and his voice was full of impatience: "Okay Qing'er, don't think nonsense, you are really tired today, go back and have a good rest, and you will go to worship the crown princess tomorrow." ”
Yun Qing opened her mouth, and finally swallowed back what she wanted to say, in fact, she didn't know, even if she really heard the answer she wanted, she looked at Xie Ruijun and nodded lightly: "Got it, big brother." ”
This time, it was Yun Qing who turned around first, and disappeared at the door of Qingyuan around the corner.
After Yun Qing disappeared, Xie Ruijun looked at the small attic of Qingyuan that was above the flower wall, his eyes flickered, and finally, it was not until he saw the lights on the attic that Xie Ruijun turned around and left.
The attic, Yun Qing's boudoir.
Yilan came in with a bowl of rock sugar and pear, the cyan curtain fell, Yun Qing's face was a little trance, Yilan picked up the tent and entered the room, seeing that she was holding the dragon and phoenix jade ring, Yilan was silent, came to Yun Qing's side lightly, put the porridge on the small table in front of Yun Qing, and whispered: "Girl, the eldest prince has left." ”
Yun Qing looked up at the window when he heard this, only to see that the night was deep, and he couldn't see the scenery outside the courtyard at all, only to see the shadows of the trees swaying, a little more charming, and the drizzle came quietly in the night, quietly wetting the ground, wetting the eaves of the branches, and the summer insects were gone.
Stretched out his hand to pick up the rock sugar pear porridge on the table, the sweet and greasy fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, and he felt the thick sweetness before he drank it, Yun Qing greedily sent the sweet soup into his mouth, closed his eyes with satisfaction, and felt the warmth filling his body, and the cold heart gradually warmed up.
Nothing was said all night.
On the second day, the sky was still drizzling like a cicada mist, and early in the morning, Yun Qing got up and changed into a plain dress, without powder and jade.
After meeting Xie Ruijun who was waiting for the flower hall, the two of them walked to the front yard, smiling and smiling, and as close as ever, at the gate, Yun Qing got into the carriage, Xie Ruijun rode a horse to the side, and the two walked all the way to the direction of the palace Taihe Gate.
Entering the Taihe Gate, it is the East Palace, when Yun Qing and the two arrived, it was already a scene of Meng Ai Ai, each family was an elder with their children to come together, no one talked to each other, and when they met a familiar person, they also nodded and signaled, outside the spirit hall, in order, into the hall to condole.
Yun Qing's expression was a little trance-like, and he vaguely remembered that two years ago, he was also standing in the mourning hall, I don't know if the people outside were the same as today's self, indifferent in his heart, sad on his face, waiting to go to a stick of incense, and when he went out of this door, he was eating and singing again, so happy?
It's also different! Yun Qing sneered, looking around, there was no family that did not bring their daughter, which was ironic.
I saw that these women are not in their prime, although they are plain and light in makeup, but they are all carefully dressed, the eyebrows and eyes that should be painted are still lightly smeared, pink and red lips, although the clothes are plain and elegant, but the begonia hibiscus, the shallow texture is lifelike. These women want to talk about their every move, their faces are pale, and they are pitiful.
Yun Qing looked around with a cold gaze, and when she turned around, she suddenly found that Xie Ruijun was staring at herself and pondering, she panicked in her heart, and couldn't help but take a step back.
"Oops!" There was a coquettish cry behind him.
Yun Qing secretly said badly, she turned around and gave a slightly apologetic salute, and said without raising her head: "I'm sorry girl." ”
"It's okay, I just suddenly took a step forward." The woman's voice was tactful and very generous to let things go gently, Yun Qing couldn't help but look up, but when she saw the woman's face clearly, she couldn't help but secretly speak, it was really unlucky, I didn't expect it to be her!
This person turned out to be Jia Ting!
Hasn't she always been in love with the Seventh Prince? How can you dress up like this? and behaved gently and virtuously, which is obviously to please the prince.
Jia Ting was first surprised, and then looked a little flustered, as if she had done something wrong and was caught. But when she saw Yun Qing's calm and inquiring gaze, she was a little embarrassed. What's there to be angry about? Isn't it also dressed up beautifully and moving, and isn't it also a good thing to come to the prince?
With a cold snort, Jia Ting turned her gaze elsewhere.
Yun Qing understood her mind after a little thought, the women of the family, this is probably the case, maybe some people don't know what love is all their lives, they know that what they grasp is not the highest position possible, and the men and women who can bring themselves a more prominent status are not dependent on men to become noble or lowly.
Why wasn't he so stupid back then? If it weren't for the pain of a lifetime, how could there be today's enlightenment?
She didn't want to explore.
Jia Ting's last gaze stung Yun Qing's eyes, and when she looked back, Xie Ruijun had already taken his gaze away, and the little episode just now also alarmed him! Yun Qing looked at the women all over the scene, and her heart was cold, she was still brought to this man by her eldest brother and brought to the center of power!
Although they knew that there would be such a day sooner or later, they didn't expect that even such a day would have to be used.
With the shouting of the ceremonial eunuch, Yun Qing followed Xie Ruijun to bow, salute, and condole.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince mourns!" Xie Ruijun said in a deep voice.
Yun Qing lowered her eyes and followed his side, and her eyes could only see the prince's snow-white vein.
The crown princess Zhuo Yun, such an amazing and gorgeous woman, died like this, and left the world so really.
The breeze swept away the dream like a break, and the moon cage was cold on the river corridor.
The two looked at each other, and the soul of Wushan Yunyu returned.
The prince nodded sadly, and he glanced at the coffin with tears in his eyes.
He only glanced at Yun Qing, who was bowing his head and silent, when his gaze swept over, but Yun Qing had already felt the sharpness in his eyes from this eye.
She couldn't understand where she felt his true treatment in her previous life? From the beginning, he looked at himself with a gaze that was clearly this scrutinizing and judging gaze.
Yun Qing's heart was cold, for herself and for the crown princess lying there.
He has been obsessed with her love all his life, but when her bones are still cold, he has been able to calmly analyze his most suitable candidate for the crown princess! So ridiculous, so pathetic.
A tear couldn't help but slip from the corner of her eye, Yun Qing was for this poor woman, and for herself.
Until she left the East Palace, Yun Qing was in a trance, she looked back, and saw that the white silk was all over the sky, cold and lonely! Just like people's hearts.
(To be continued.) )