Chapter 14 Breathe

Compared with the noise when he came, now it is even more quiet that people can't help holding their breath. Jing Li felt that Master Hua was far away. Then he turned around and saw Yin Zhaoyu passing by him at the intersection of the palace.

"It seems that I have to disturb the quietness of this ancestral hall today." Jing Li shook his head with a wry smile and whispered, "Your Highness, if you don't want to see the princess, please let him go!"

"It's too late." Jing Li also whispered, and his body had taken a few steps forward. Linglong turned his head and saw that he didn't know when Yin Zhaoyu had arrived in front of Jing Li. He bowed slightly and said, "Zhaoyu, see your Highness."

"Let's get up!" Jing Li still carried his hands behind his back and did not mean to help each other. Yin Zhaoyu fell to the ground with a sound. He raised the imperial edict in his hands and whispered in a low voice, "Your Highness, Zhaoyu came today to ask the emperor to take back the imperial edict and cancel the marriage contract between Your Highness and Zhaoyu."

"What?" Linglong whispered in shock. At this jux, he actually wanted to cancel the marriage contract? Is there any other plan in the prime minister's heart? Linglong knew the power of the prime minister and the city government, and her little face was pale.

Jing Li still stood elegantly, without even blinking his eyelids. The expression on his face did not make any waves because of Yin Zhaoyu's words. He just stood behind his hands behind him and couldn't help holding them tightly together and said indifferently, "Why?"

Yin Zhaoyu lowered his head, and his voice was also very low. He said timidly, "Your Highness made Zhaoyu the crown princess of Chongxi, which originally meant good hope, but tomorrow is the day when Zhaoyu enters the royal gate, but the emperor... She... Zhaoyu deserves to die, which has caused bad luck to the royal family. I ask the emperor to take it back. The imperial edict, and ask the emperor to allow Zhaoyu to escape into the empty door and accompany the withered lamp to ease this panic.

Jing Li and Linglong turned their eyes and looked at each other at the same time, as if they were secretly relieved. Linglong looked at Yin Zhaoyu on the ground and bowed to Jing Li and said, "Your Highness, the weather is getting cold. Let's get a cloak for you!"

Reaching out her hand and waved it gently, which was in response to Linglong's words. When Linglong walked away, Jing Li squatted down and looked at Yin Zhaoyu. She stared at his eyes for a long time and said nothing. Her gaze made Yin Zhaoyu's heart more uneasy. She lowered her eyes and dared not look at her, but she couldn't help saying, "Your Highness, you... "

"Tell me, is this what the prime minister means?" The outstretched finger picked up Yin Zhaoyu's chin and did not allow him to finish the question. At the same time, she did not allow his eyes to escape from herself. She liked to see his eyes speak. She always believed that her eyes were the windows of the soul.

Yin Zhaoyu's face turned white, and he immediately said anxiously, "No, no, it's what Zhaoyu means. Mother, she doesn't know yet. This is Zhaoyu's decision. Your Highness, please don't blame my mother. She didn't say anything to Zhaoyu.

"Real?" Jing Li looked at his anxious little face and believed it in his heart. Yin Zhaoyu nodded quickly and said, "Your Highness's words are true. This is indeed just Zhaoyu's intention and has nothing to do with other people."

"Alas!" With a sigh, Jing Li moved his hand from his chin to his smooth and white handsome face. He kept rubbing back and forth. He looked at him sadly and said, "Fool, all this is God's will. How can it be your head? Come on, get up!"

"No! Your Highness, Zhaoyu is frightened, just let Zhaoyu kneel down!"

Jing Li's eyes looked straight into Yin Zhaoyu's eyes. She said word by word, "From the moment I gave the king's order, I have regarded you as the king's man. Since you are a husband and wife, you must be a person who will not give up, share joys and sorrows, and help each other for a lifetime. If you do this, it will only make me very sad and heartache! I don't blame you. I hope you can walk with me, okay?"

The water stains in Yin Zhaoyu's eyes accumulated more and more, and the hidden in the beautiful eyes, which made me feel more pitiful. He bit his lips gently, nodded heavily, followed Jing Li's slight support, and slowly got up. Jing Li breathed a long breath and put his hand around his neck. This time, Yin Zhaoyu was not panicking. Maybe it was that Gratitude gave him courage, and he hugged her tightly.

"You go back to the prime minister's mansion obediently. Don't think about it. When I deal with my mother's affairs, I will give you a beautiful wedding. I want you to enter the gate of the royal family happily and accompany me all your life. Would you like it?"

He buried his head in Yin Zhaoyu's shoulder and remembered the threat of the deceased emperor and the prime minister. Jing Li couldn't help blushing his eyes, and even his tone was trembling. Yin Zhaoyu didn't know the twists and turns in her heart, but he felt her sadness and nodded heavily and replied, "Yes, I went back to wait for Your Highness. Don't think about it anymore."

Yin Zhaoyu even claimed to have changed, and there were bursts of warm currents in his heart.

"Good boy!" Jing Li let go of his hand and straightened up, reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said softly, "Go! I still have a lot of things to do. After the first seven days of the mother emperor, I will go to see you.

"Uh-huh!" Yin Zhaoyu bowed and saluted, and then slowly left the ancestral hall. Jing Li also reluctantly sent many steps in a row. Linglong took a cloak behind him and followed a few steps and whispered, "Your Highness, the emperor died. Your Highness will have to keep filial piety for three years after ascending the throne tomorrow. The ancestral system is cloudy. During the period of filial piety, you can't stand as a concubine! "