On the second night of returning to the palace, Feiyan arrived in the dumping room, and her eyes fell into her arms with tears in her eyes.

Shocked, he hurriedly pushed away Feiyan to see her clearly, and asked, "What's wrong?" Is it sick, or is someone bullying you? ”

Feiyan refused to look up, nor did he say a word, but just plunged over again, sticking to the body.

Tilting suddenly remembered Yin Mo, she had been hesitating about him, so she never talked to Feiyan. She wanted to ask, but she was afraid that if Feiyan was only a momentary affair, she didn't say anything, and only patted her on the shoulder.

It took a while for Feiyan to get up, his eyes were red and swollen, and he looked at him embarrassedly, "I, I really can't help it." ”

He pressed her on the stool, turned around and took the handkerchief and handed it to her, "What is the reason?" ”

"Yin, Yin Mo, that guy will, tell me about that." She twitched the handkerchief with her fingers, and stumbled over a sentence.

Tilting quietly did not speak.

I only heard her continue: "Hearing what you did for me, I couldn't help but run over for a while. ”

Poured out his heart and laughed, "So, you cry like this because you are moved, not because you are sad?" ”

Feiyan's face turned red, and he nodded: "Don't blame Yin Mo, I know that he drank too much, and I don't know what he did." ”

Tilting and squatting in front of her, "I have no right to blame him, I was really too impulsive that day." It's good that he can tell you in person, which proves that he has you in his heart, and I was still thinking about whether to talk about it, for fear that you won't be able to accept it. Don't you really mind, though? ”

Feiyan shook his head dryly, "I also know about his past things, and I don't mind. And my mother often told me that it doesn't matter what a man does before he gets married, as long as he has me and this family after marriage. ”

Tilting his heart was a little shocked, he always thought that Feiyan was a child, but looking at her now, it was clear that she had grown into another person unconsciously. It turned out that she was more tolerant than she imagined, and she was more tolerant than herself.

Tilt a low smile, maybe there is nothing wrong with this, at least it will be very happy after marriage.

shook her hand tightly, "It's good if you're happy, Yin Mo is a responsible person, you will be fine." ”

Feiyan was stunned, and a little tear stained her eyes again, and she nodded fiercely.

Half a month later, the first snow penalty period has expired and returned to the prince's side, I don't know if this experience touched her heart, although she is still quick to speak, but she is also a lot more sleek, and she will not speak as bluntly as before. Even Mama Wang looked at it and felt a lot of relief.

The days were so calm, and Zhang Jing's incident was like a small stone smashed into the bottom of the well, without causing a sound. Life seems to be uneventful, and despite the uneasiness in his heart, the days still go on at its pace.

It's almost June.

This day has been suffocating since early morning, the sky is overcast, and the entire capital seems to be shrouded in the bottom of the pot, which makes people breathless. After a long day, the weather finally cooled down after dinner, and soon the wind blew, the sky was overcast, and a heavy rain was coming.

Before going to bed, he deliberately opened the window, and the lilac leaves outside the window swayed with the wind, becoming more and more violent, and some of the residual leaves could not bear the wind blowing, and they fell away with the wind. Suddenly a flash of lightning swept across the sky, and the outside was as bright as day, and then a crackling sound was heard, and large drops of rain hit the leaves and the roofs of the houses.

The sound of the rain falling was like music, and it was extremely lively inside and out, and he pulled the thin quilt over his body, and after looking at it for a while, he closed his eyes comfortably.

She soon fell asleep.

The dream was full of eager sounds, not like the sound of rain, but like ......

She suddenly opened her eyes, and the rain was still falling, but much lighter, and the room was cool. She changed her posture and was about to close her eyes and fall asleep again, but the sound of knocking on the door and the shouts of winter snow came clearly into her ears from outside the house, "Tilt, tilt, wake up." ”

She sat up from the bed, and after a moment's pause, she grabbed her shoes and went to open the door.

Dongxue held a small umbrella, her right shoulder and sleeve were already wet, she took a step forward anxiously and grabbed Tilt's hand, "Tilt, something happened to Qi Yushan." ”

Something went wrong? These three words kept circling in his head.

Seeing that she hadn't reacted yet, Dong Xue pinched her hand hard, and said hurriedly: "Tilt, listen to the fire in the Wind Pavilion, Mrs. Yan, she was ......"

Tilting's eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly shook off her hand, and rushed into the rain without thinking about pushing her away.

"Tilt." Dongxue called her, but saw her slip and fall down, but fortunately she reacted quickly and supported it with her hands, so she didn't fall on the bluestone slab.

Dongxue was so frightened that she almost shouted out, and just as she was about to step forward to help, she had already got up again and pulled her legs and ran outside. Dongxue stomped her feet, ran into her house, took off the clothes that were on the screen, and hurried after her.

When I saw her standing on the side of the road again, Dongxue didn't have time to think about why she stopped halfway through, and only thought about quickly putting on her clothes. Holding an umbrella on her head, she noticed that her hair was half wet and her face was pale.

"Dump, are you alright?" Dongxue couldn't help but worry when she saw her.

Tilting opened her mouth, Dong Xue leaned closer to hear the voice, "You, what did you say happened to Mrs. Yan?" She's going to be fine, isn't she? ”

Dongxue was silent, and suddenly couldn't bear to tell her the truth.

"It must be fake, she'll be fine." After saying this sentence firmly, he ran forward again.

There were only Yin Hong, Yin Mo and Chu Xue in the courtyard, and when they heard the sound of hurried footsteps, the three of them looked over at the same time. He stopped a few steps below the stairs and looked at the three of them one by one, as if trying to judge something from their faces. But they didn't say anything, and even Yin Hong and Yin Mo avoided their faces, looking at their heavy faces, and their hearts sank suddenly.

The light in the prince's room was on, but the door was closed, and Chu Xue wanted to stop a little bit from stepping forward, but stopped after Dong Xue shook his head slightly. Chu Xue sighed silently, the prince didn't want anyone to disturb him, but if he could really make the prince speak or vent, it would be fine.

Tilt pushed open the door and slowly stepped in, and then closed the door with his backhand, and a cup was thrown out, smashing against the wall next to him. The porcelain pieces burst open and splashed on his arms and legs.

Leaning against the door panel, he didn't move, and his eyes turned, and he was caught around the bamboo screen.

He stood by the window with his hands in his hands.

It's a scene she's seen countless times, in the study, in the ranch. She didn't know what he saw in his eyes, and she never knew what mood he was in to stare quietly, but this was the first time, and she really felt his burden and forbearance.

"Get out." He shouted in a deep voice.

With a shudder in her back, she held her breath and didn't turn around to leave, but walked up. The moment he grabbed his sleeve, his arm trembled slightly.

"Get out." His hand was clenched into a fist, his muscles suddenly contracted, and his arm had been raised, but his movements froze slightly when he saw the tilt on the side.

Her sideburns were pressed to the side of her face, her eyes were red, and her eyes were sad. There was a tiny wound on the pointed chin that was slowly oozing blood. She came out in a hurry, her coat was on her body, half-penetrated by the rain, and her body couldn't help shaking.

"Lord Wang, is it true?" She asked, her voice trembling.

All the way here, she was thinking that the prince had made all the preparations, and he must have made arrangements a long time ago, either to send the child away, or to send Mrs. Yan and the child away. Then Qi Yu Mountain is bound to make a detrimental illusion, and today's fire is that illusion.

She believed in it until she saw his back.

Jun Ruojin lowered her arms and let her hold on to her sleeves, a sad smile on the corner of her mouth.

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I'm sorry, today's word count is a bit small, let's look at it first. Tomorrow should be a change, I will make up the number of words, and strive for two changes the day after tomorrow. That's it for now, thank you.