Chapter 345 Forbearance

Chapter 345 [Love and forbearance]

"But little master, let's stop here, okay? I really can't continue. I'm not afraid that I will be guilty. I'm really afraid. If the emperor knew that she had lost the little master, how sad she would be. Linglong's voice is reluctant and choked. Listen from the outside of the room. This is the live version of the affair.

You are really a good slave. At this time, you can still think of yourself. Should you be happy? Very happy? Jing Li really couldn't believe that the gentle Mo Yan would have such a conversation with her maidservant in the middle of the night.

Jing Li took a deep breath. Just when everyone thought that she was going to break into the room, she suddenly turned around and left. The maidservants behind her immediately followed. For a moment, there was no mood when she came. Jing Li's face turned darker, and everyone dared not even say a word. This night, Jing Li Sitting by the bed and not sleeping all night, her heart ached. It turned out that unconsciously, she loved Mo Yan so deeply.

East Palace! The lights were still bright, and a childish reading echoed throughout the palace. From time to time, there was a gentle voice to correct her wrong place. Jing Feng sat on the sycamore branch in the courtyard and quietly looked at the figure printed on the window lattice, and was confused for a moment.

Thoughts have returned to the nightmare of this period of time. Maybe he didn't accept it until today. In fact, none of this is a dream. I believe that it is only his own dream. Those memories are only his previous life. His dreams are the same as those of the emperor's. It can be seen that the person he loved and hated in his previous life is himself.

As long as I think that I killed her with my own hands, I can only think of the painful pain when she fell down, as long as I think of following her without regrets, as long as I think of the last moment to recognize his love, his heart is very entangled. Everything in his previous life is slowly clear in front of him, but now The life is getting more and more blurred.

Is it the wind or the Xuan? How should he survive in this world with the memory of two generations? Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, Jing Feng frowned more tightly. He sighed faintly and silently stepped away, but he did not return to the bedroom, but went to Jingli's palace.

The lights in Jingli's palace are still bright, just like the queen's palace. There are many voices in different Zhou Zhichao, but Jing Li's silence here is a little terrible. Silence replaces everything. Even the maids of honor in the night guard are quiet and a little strange, and by the window, the beautiful woman standing behind her hands has a deep frown. The lock has a strong melancholy that can't be melted.

Jing Feng's heart was as if he had been stricken by something. He took a deep breath and looked at her quietly for a long time. After a long time, he seemed to be determined to leave. He turned around and shuttled lightly through the palace, but when he came to the Qingshi Palace Road, the figure waiting in front of him let him I was stunned.

The man slowly turned his head and looked at Jing Feng who did not speak, and Jing Feng did not speak. The two of them were silent like this. Time was lost bit by bit. Jing Feng didn't want to stand here and look at him needlessly. He turned his body and walked past him, but a low voice came and said, "On your body, what happened. What's the matter? Do you know what you're doing?"

Jing Feng's footsteps suddenly stopped. He didn't look back, but answered the man and said, "One knife, I'm not the one who can accompany the emperor. I know you love the emperor, and you and I are brothers. Don't tell the emperor about my coming here tonight."

"Wind!" He was told that he was on his mind, and his face was burning with a knife. Fortunately, there was a mask covering himself. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to face Jing Feng, but he also knew that the most important thing now was not this, but how he could know what Jing Feng was thinking.

"A lot of things have happened recently, and the emperor has become more and more silent. When she saw His Royal Highness, you felt that kind of happiness. His Royal Highness's desire for family affection and yearning for fatherly love, you also felt it. If you can go to see His Royal Highness with the emperor, she will be very happy, although I don't You know what happened to you, but you also know that the emperor is an affectionate person, and everything can be solved, right? Otherwise, the emperor would not have been able to sleep all night.

"Your Majesty, does she... often do this?" The figure who wanted to leave suddenly stopped after hearing a knife and said all this. A knife did not respond, but the silence had made Jing Feng know the answer he wanted. He didn't say anything and hesitated for a long time and finally left.

"Wind!" A knife wanted to call him again, but this time he did not stop and walked indifferently in the night. This night... no one was doing well.

The next day! Jing Li didn't go to the morning because of illness, but she got up very early. When Linglong came to the palace, she saw Jing Li under the tree. Her clothes had been half wet by the morning dew and clung to her body. At this time, the weather was already autumn. Although the weather in Shangzhou was mild, it was inevitably cool in the morning.

"Your Majesty, why are you standing here? I'm worried about catching a cold. Your clothes are all wet." Linglong, who was far away, came over and rushed into the room without thinking. He took a cloak and put it on Jing Li. Then he muttered to her sadly. Jing Li did not look back and said faintly, "Is the injury on his body better?"

When asked by Jing Li, Linglong was first stunned, and then she was full of emotion. She immediately nodded desperately and said, "Uh-huh, there is a spiritual aunt of the medical family in the imperial hospital. The efficacy of the medicine they dispensed is good, and I don't feel the pain."

"Real?" Jing Li smiled lightly and stretched out her hand to pull the cloak. She had been standing here for a long time, but no one came to put on a dress for her. Sometimes she wanted to change someone beside her side, but soon she felt that maybe there was no maid in the palace who was more considerate and understood what she needed than Linglong.

How charming she is, but this is just a hypocritical appearance, isn't it? Thinking of what she heard last night, she silently squeezed her lips, then turned around, looked at Linglong's eyes and said gently, "Linglong, do you know how much I love Mo Yan?"

Hearing that she suddenly mentioned Mo Yan, her exquisite smile immediately froze on the corners of her mouth. She lowered her eyes uneasily and said in a nosy voice, "Well, I know that the position of the doctor master in the emperor's mind is different. I also know that the doctor's master loves the emperor very much and loves him very much."

As if to confirm what she said was true, Linglong nodded desperately, but Jing Li suddenly laughed when she heard her words. She also learned Linglong's words and said, "Love you very much? How much love?"

Linglong didn't notice the abnormality. Don't open his mouth and say, "The emperor is the person who the doctor protects with his life. If it weren't for what the maidservant saw with his own eyes, I really couldn't believe that there would be such a strong feeling in this world!" Slave... I sincerely hope that the emperor can understand this.

"Yes, if I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't have believed all this." With a slight pointing whisper, her fists were tightly clenched together, and last night's words sounded in her ears again. Jing Li's heartache was almost numb, but she just said the sentence faintly.

But Linglong seemed to hear it, and her voice revealed even more uneasiness, "Your Majesty, have you... heard anything?"

"What can I hear?" Jing Li smiled faintly, covered the melancholy in his eyes, and pulled the cloak on his shoulder and said, "The wind is blowing. This damn morning dew makes me feel cold. Linglong, go and prepare. I'm going to the East Palace to see the prince now. I don't know if she has got up. By the way, what day is it today?"

"It's August 13th, Your Majesty, and the day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Your Majesty..." Linglong thought of what Mo Yan has done for her. In this festival that should have been happy, she could no longer be refreshed. She originally wanted to hold some state banquets and feasts for Jing Li, but she swallowed it again.

Jing Li looked at her, and her heart became more and more dull. Thirteen years old, and there are still two days left! The four-year time of heaven came, but she didn't plan to go back, so for her, the mood of this holiday was also low to the lowest point. In addition, Mo Yan's incident made her upset. She frowned and went back to the bedroom, and did not let Linglong serve. She casually changed into a simple dress and went out.

In the East Palace, these maidservants got up earlier than Jing Li thought. Their busy shuttle back and forth made Jing Li strange. They thought that the bedroom from had never been so lively. They couldn't help asking the nearest maidservant kneeling beside her and whispered, "What's the matter with the East Palace today?" Why is it so lively?"

The maidservant could rarely see Jing Li, so when Jing Li leaned over to talk to her, she was also very scared and hurriedly replied in a trembling voice, "I... Long live my emperor... Long live, it's not something like this when you go back to the emperor. His Royal Highness gets up very early every morning, so I We are all waiting up."

"Has the Prince got up?" A trace of heartache flashed in Jing Li's heart. The child was so young that she was so sensible that she couldn't help but blame herself and heartbroken. The maid nodded in a panic and answered softly, "To the emperor's words, His Royal Highness has been up for a long time, and he is practicing walking in the backyard with the queen Chitose."

"Practice your steps!" Jing Li thought lightly. In fact, she didn't understand what the maid said, so she walked into the backyard step by step. As soon as she walked to the side of the yard, she heard a gentle voice in the backyard whispering, "Parents who are blessed, we should be kind to our bodies, because there is Only with a strong body can we learn better and shoulder the responsibility of a country. Do you understand?

"Yes, father, Qing'er remembered it!" The childish voice came over, which made Jing Li's heart tremble. She stopped and looked into the yard through the window lattice. She saw two figures, one big and one small, standing in the backyard. The backyard was empty, but there were many small bowls on the ground. At this time, Zhou Zhichao took a bowl and walked to Qinger, gently Put it on top of her head. And Qinger seemed to be used to it. She half squatted slightly and began to stand quietly.

It turned out that Qing'er's steady steps were practiced like this at a young age. Looking at the little man, Jing Li's heart flashed with heartache. At this time, footsteps came from behind her. Jing Li turned around and saw a woman coming with a wet silk towel. Jing Li knew that it was a wet nurse. Then he nodded slightly to her.

The wet nurse was not afraid of Jing Li. After saluteing, she smiled indifferently and said, "Your Majesty, why don't you go and see Your Highness? If Your Highness knows that the emperor has come to see her, she will be very happy. She doesn't sleep until the third update every day, and the fifth update starts. The only belief in her heart is that the emperor can relax.

"For me..." This answer was unacceptable to Jing Li for a moment. She was stunned on the spot. For a long time, she couldn't say a word. The wet nurse smiled and said, "Yes, because every time Your Highness asks why the emperor didn't come to see her, the queen always took the reason that the emperor was busy. So in the prince's little heart, she thought that the emperor was very hard, so she worked so hard.

It was moved like a tide and poured into her heart. Tears turned in her eyes. Jing Li took several deep breaths to suppress the sudden excitement. After taking a breath, she took a silk towel from the nanny's hand, came to Qing'er's front and squatted down.

"Mother?" Qinger's eyes were immediately full of surprise. She looked at the person in front of her in disbelief. With a shake, the bowl immediately fell down. Jing Li hugged her, and at this time, the bowl also fell to the ground. Although it was not broken, it still rolled in several circles.

"I have seen the emperor." Zhou Zhichao was still as gentle as ever. Jing Li smiled at him, and then wiped Qinger's face with the wet silk towel in his hand. He couldn't hide his heartache and said, "Are you tired?"

"Mother, Qing'er is not tired. Didn't you go to court today? You must be exhausted." Qinger looked at Jing Li with worried eyes, which made Jing Li's heart sour again. She smiled reluctantly, and then shook her head and said, "Yes, my mother is not feeling well today, so I didn't go to court to see my Qing'er."

"Ah! Mother, are you not feeling well? Qing'er opened her big watery eyes and looked at her with heartache. Then she reached out her little hand and touched Jingli's forehead and whispered, "Mother, what's wrong with you? Just let Qinger rub it for you. When Qinger is in pain, the father will rub it for Qinger.

Qing'er said in general, but when she was young, she couldn't understand what kind of shock her words caused in Jing Li's heart. Jing Li smiled with tears, and then hugged her tightly and said, "The mother is fine. It doesn't hurt now. If Qinger hurts in the future, will also come to rub Qinger, okay? ? "

"Will the mother really rub for Qing'er?" Qinger opened her eyes and looked at Jing Li in disbelievely. In such eyes, she could see how bad Jing Li was. Looking at the child's expectant eyes and looking at her reflection in her pure eyes, Jing Li nodded heavily and said, "Yes. Every day."

What she said is very heavy. It's almost a way to make an oath. It's better that all this is not only for Qinger, but also for herself. Looking at Qinger's little face, her childlike innocence suddenly rose up, and she pulled her little hand and whispered, "Come on, Qinger, we won't recite poems today and practice walking. Mother Emperor accompanies Qing. Would you like to fly a kite?"

"What is a kite?" Looking at Jing Li with his big eyes open, Jing Li was slightly stunned and said, "It's a paper kite. Can the mother take you to let it go?"

"Good, good! Qing'er saw the maidservant playing, but her father didn't allow Qinger to go. She said that Qinger was the prince and couldn't lose her moderation, but Qinger really wanted to play. Mother, did you want to get those slaves and maidservants' paper kites to play with Qinger?

Being led by Jing Li with one hand, Qing'er still said with a little disbelief. Her such a question made Jing Li's heart keep rolling and sad, bending down, and then holding her small body in his arms. Zhou Zhichao walked behind them. Seeing Jing Li's move, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Let my husband come."

"No, my father, Qing'er likes the mother's hug, but the mother hasn't hugged Qing'er yet." For the first time, Qinger directly refuted Zhou Zhichao's words, and then her hands seemed to be afraid that Jing Li would walk away, tightly hooking her neck. Jing Li stroked her hair lovingly, turned around and smiled at Zhou Zhichao and said, "It's okay. I really haven't hugged Qinger well. I also like to hold Qinger. Qinger. Will the mother make paper kites for you by herself?"

"Really?" Qing'er's excited little face blushed, and there were tears in her eyes. Jing Li did not answer her, but kissed Qinger's forehead heavily, and then hugged her tighter.

When the slaves in the East Palace heard that Jing Li was going to make paper kites for the prince, they were all very excited. Seeing their strength, Jing Li issued a decree that the slaves in the East Palace would come to make paper kites together. At the beginning, everyone was very quiet and depressed. No one dared to speak.

But after a while, when they watched Jing Li and His Royal Highness make trouble together to paste a paper kite, they couldn't help it. At first, they made a little noise, but they were not unhappy when they saw Jing Li. Instead, they smiled more happily. The maids of honor couldn't help it anymore and quickly became one. Tuan.

"You can also paste one." Looking at Linglong standing behind him and looking at Linglong with everyone's envious face, Jing Li made a soft order. Linglong immediately nodded happily, and then half knelt down, looking for a slightly plain oil paper, and focused on it.

Linglong's hand was skillful. In a short time, she was already pasted. Looking at the lively eagle, everyone was amazed, but Linglong stood up and was not ready to tie a long line to put the paper kite, but walked to Jing Li, bent down and knelt down, and whispered, "Your Majesty, can I take this paper? Did Yuan take it to the Medical Palace and give it to the little master of the medical concubine?

As soon as Linglong's words came out, Jing Li's eyes immediately narrowed slightly, but she did not look up, but the movements of her hands stopped, and there was a cold feeling on her body immediately. Qinger also felt it and was uneasily closer to Jing Li's arms.

The maids of honor also seemed to feel the unusualness here and fell silent one after another. The originally lively East Palace immediately fell silent again, and the depressing atmosphere once again fascinated everyone's heart.