Someone was heard calling her.

Feng Yueli got up with the last of her strength, but fell down again.

Yueli tried to get up again.

Rong Jingchen saw her in the distance, and his footsteps came quickly.

He was dressed in a dark robe, with a golden crown pulling up his black hair, and the hair behind his shoulders was like a waterfall.

The whole person was very haggard, he hugged her and hugged her into his arms: "I'm coming-"

Feng Yueli was in his arms, and his beautiful face was embarrassed.

Her tears fell one by one, and she didn't cry out loud.

Those eyes were cold and dark.

Rong Jingchen lowered his eyes and muttered again, "It's me who is late."

Yueli remembered that every day and night in the past four years, she had spent it in torment.

She was terrified that this day would come.

I'm even more afraid that God won't be able to tolerate her.

So basically they are indifferent to Rong Jingchen.

However, he never blamed her.

Instead, he tried everything to be good to her.

Do everything you can to please her.

She cried out in response to his hug.

Down the hill, all that was responded was the rustling of the wind.

One day, soon passed, Rong Jingchen took Rong Mumu and Feng Yueli back.

People inside and outside the entire Yikun Palace came and went.

Feng Yueli came back and slept until night.

When she woke up, there was a doctor next to her who was checking her pulse.

Feng Yueli suddenly withdrew her hand: "Xia Yue, what is this for?"

Xia Yue explained seriously: "Miss, the emperor is afraid that you are in danger, so let the imperial doctor come over to diagnose your pulse."

Rong Mumu's immature voice sounded: "Yes, yes, don't be afraid."

Feng Yueli raised her eyes: "Where is the emperor?"

Xia Yue put the basin next to the bed: "Of course, the emperor is going to deal with government affairs, and he will come over later."

Feng Yueli remembered what Si Xueyi and the people of the Zhou family had done that night.

She thought it was ridiculous.

Should she not say these things now, and let Rong Jingchen hear them.

If she did, what would Si Yi do?

Feng Yueli's mind went blank and she didn't know what to do.

Rong Mumu put a pot of starry flowers next to the bonsai in the hall: "Auntie, don't be angry, this is the flower I brought from outside the hall, it is very beautiful."

With that, she pinched off the flowers in the pot.

All the people in the temple knelt down.

Xia Yue frowned: "County Lord, County Lord, this is the flower that your mother gave to Miss Zhou, she said that if there is anything to do with this flower, only the people in His Royal Highness Yikun are asking, don't pinch it."

Rong Mumu's lovely face swept a look of understanding.

But her hand still pinched the flower.

The cold sweat of the crowd fell on the floor.

The corners of Feng Yueli's mouth swept a smile: "Xiao Mumu, what tricks are you thinking of?"

Rong Mumu's eyebrows raised slightly: "Although everyone thinks this flower is precious, but I think that if it passes the flowering period, it will wither and fall, so why don't I pinch it, it is still useful to pinch it, and it can be appreciated by me, if it is not pinched away by me, it is a waste for her to stay outside, not to mention, I can pick it off, this is its blessing, what can it say."

Feng Yueli was shocked that a child would say such a reasonable and irrefutable statement.

I was even more shocked by Rong Mumu's natural intelligence.

The advantages of Rong Moyun and Mu Shuang are almost all gathered on this child.

Rong Mumu was already able to speak when she was very young, and she spoke earlier than ordinary children.

This year, I have learned to read and write, and I have also learned to read various poetry scriptures.

It is not at all like her father's playful shortcomings, nor like her mother's liveliness, but has a sense of stability. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~