Immortal of Quick Transmigration, why are you blackened again?

Chapter 26
Lingyao lowered her eyes and said nothing, no matter if she is in ragged clothes or in high positions, if there is no sustenance in this life, she is just a mayfly, wandering between the world and the world to fend for herself, no one cares about her; As a person, what you do, what you think, what you think, and what you get will be missed by others.

Although Emperor Rui is a generation of emperors, he is also a person. Human beings are not plants, how can they be ruthless?

Unfortunately, she had to leave.

"Father." She said suddenly, which caught Ruidi's attention.

He squatted down and looked at her at the same level: "What's the matter, Yao'er?"

Lingyao's eyes became moist in an instant - she sat in a wheelchair for many days, whether it was the servant who served her, or Duan Xiuran, who was her husband in name, they all bent down to talk to her, and Ruidi , He actually squatted down and looked up at her slightly.

"Don't cry." Ruidi said sternly, "Tears are the most useless thing at any time. If you can't recall the past, you can't find the future. It will only blur the road in front of you."

"My son knows." Lingyao showed a forced smile, but didn't look at him anymore.

Not long after returning from the palace, Mrs. Sun rushed over and saw her sitting quietly by the window with a scroll in her hand, but her eyes were staring at the lush leaves outside, as peaceful as a painting.

"I know you're sad, but if I don't tell you, if you miss it, I'm afraid it will be even more sad." Sun sat down and looked at her.

Lingyao's eyes were faint, like a small piece of calm lake in the mountains, she spoke in a weak voice: "What's wrong?"

Sun took a deep breath and said: "Concubine Hui is dead, and she will be mourned tomorrow. She loved you the most during her lifetime. You... have to see her off."

"I went to the palace this morning, and my father has already told me. Mother, don't worry, I just feel a little tired. After this gloomy day, I will be fine."

"As long as you're fine." Sun smiled, but it was only on the surface.

When Concubine Hui came out, Lingyao could only watch from a distance because of her inconvenient legs and feet, watching the coffin leaving the palace and walking towards the suburbs, while Emperor Rui only showed his face, but never appeared again.

Duan Xiuran stayed by her side all the time, she was dressed in plain white, and her face was also pale, as if the wheelchair was not a person, but a puppet without emotion.

She had long accepted the reality of Concubine Hui's death, and now seeing the grand funeral, she could only feel infinite emotion in her heart.

After death, everything is empty, what is the use of glory and wealth?
It's just for the living to see.

A noble concubine with a noble status and the same position as the vice queen, although she enjoyed the queen's rituals and was buried, it was only in vain.Concubine Hui probably never expected that the only time she became his real and justifiable wife was on the day she was buried.

After returning to the Hou Mansion, Lingyao asked Yuqiao to push her back to the bedroom, Duan Xiuran stood aside and called her name: "Yao'er."

She ignored her, so he called her again, until he became a little annoyed and simply called her by her first and last name: "Zhao Lingyao!"

Yuqiao didn't dare to go any further, and asked her what she meant: "Princess..."

"Back off." Ling Yao said.

"Yes." Yuqiao saluted and then withdrew.

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it. I'm going to rest after I finish talking. I've always been very tired recently."

Duan Xiuran pushed her wheelchair, did not go back to her bedroom, but led her slowly along the lakeside of the Hou Mansion.His tone was softer than ever before: "Look, Yaoer, the bright moon is still shining, the summer wind has not blown away, the willow branches are still green, Your Majesty is healthy, the world is peaceful, everything is still the same look."

She didn't have any other expressions. The scenery he mentioned were indeed beautiful, but they all faded when they met her eyes.She said lightly, "Really?" I don't know if she was denying or affirming.

"Everything grows and the world changes. This is something that no one can stop. Birth, old age, sickness and death are things that everyone has to go through. Although my aunt passed away, she still misses you. She probably doesn't want to see you so decadent. Do you think so? ?”

"About that." Her tone was light, not like answering, but more like perfunctory.

Duan Xiuran was taken aback, and suddenly hugged her shoulders behind her, breathing hot and itchy on her neck, said: "Yao'er, let's have a baby."

Ling Yao was taken aback, but Duan Xiuran hugged her by the waist: "Yaoer, let's have a baby, he will be your hope."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the bedroom without hesitation.

Finally, Lingyao's face was no longer obviously pale, and there was some expression in her eyes. Duan Xiuran was a little surprised, and kissed her lips lightly. In an instant, her lips were soft and sweet like peach blossoms.He actually reined in a bit, and his eyes were full of lust.

Gently put her on the bed/couch, three thousand blue silks were scattered, spread casually on the brocade quilt embroidered with exquisite patterns, the lights flickered a little, and the dancing shadows of the flames should be on her cheeks, like the best rouge.

He remembered her agile eyes, and those eyes overlapped with the memory, revealing layers of tenderness, he swallowed unconsciously, his voice hoarse: "Yao'er..."

But in the next second, she seemed to wake up from the confusion just now, and her long and curved eyelashes half covered her eyes, making him unable to see her eyes clearly.

"Forget it, the left and right are just a body. If you want it, I will give it to you." Her voice had no warmth, like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing this charming enthusiasm.

He was taken aback for a moment, then stood up and asked, "Do you think I just want to vent on you?"

If he said he was asking her, it might as well be that he didn't want to believe it and wanted to hear her explain.

But she let out an "um", which was inaudible, but that sound hit his ear clearly, making him at a loss.

"Zhao Lingyao, look at what you look like now!" He seemed to be angry. Duan Xiuran, who was always calm, was so obviously angry. He walked to the dressing table in a few steps, and turned to the mirror to face her: " See if you still know yourself!"

Although Lingyao in the mirror still had that delicate face, she was pale and colorless, with dull eyes, just like a delicate doll made of porcelain, which was useless except for being a motionless display.

"I remember that you were smart, decisive, and always able to make the right decision in critical moments. You even had the courage and wisdom to fight with tigers; I still remember you, fluttering in red, riding your horse and whipping, in the gray sky and the earth. Zhongcheng became the only bright spot in everyone's eyes. But look at you now! Like a walking corpse, where can you find the grace of the only princess of the Darui Dynasty?!"

"The majestic mountains and rivers do not rise overnight; the rushing rivers do not gather in a moment. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to have traces to follow, but they follow the changes of the four seasons; the change of day and night is about moving according to the law, but it is impossible to escape the solar terms. Everything in the world is changing every moment, but it is just a little bit like dust, which needs to be accumulated by time before it can appear... Everything in the world is changing, and I belong to heaven and earth. How can you ask me to be the same today as yesterday? ?” She smiled softly, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a mocking arc, “It’s like I liked you so much before, but now... I don’t like you anymore.”

He was taken aback for a moment, unable to believe it: "What did you say?!"

But she didn't even look at him, with a blank face, she said word by word: "I said, I don't like you anymore."

Every word and sentence, as light as a needle falling, pierced deeply into his heart, blocking the flow of blood, making him feel that at the end of summer, it was like deep winter.

"So, is it all just because of your liking on a whim?" He laughed back angrily. It turned out that her liking was only temporary. clean.On the contrary, he, obviously a passive person, failed to keep his heart at the last moment, and when he fell, he was annihilated.

He looked at her and could only see her delicate side face.That's right, such a beautiful person, pampered and pampered since she was a child, the most honorable first princess of the Great Rui Kingdom, has whatever she wants. The indifference she showed in the beginning to resist is probably the reason that aroused her competitive spirit, maybe... ...Like has long since disappeared, just because I didn't get it, I feel unwilling.

Without another word, he turned and left her bedroom.

Everyone in the world says that the one who loves first loses first, but it is not the case. Likes will always fade away, but those who love each other will lose.

Just because she liked him on a whim, half his life was ruined, what a joke.

Early the next morning, Lingyao got up late and had just combed her hair. Seeing that Yuqiao had been resentful since morning, she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Princess, how do you think the prince can act so capriciously? The slave girl inquired, and Wu Bingning lied a lot. The prince originally said that she would be imprisoned for three months, but it was only a few days ago, so she was released."

"When did you dare to criticize the prince?"

Yuqiao hurriedly knelt down: "I know my mistake."

Lingyao's eyes were flat: "I don't mean to blame you, but the walls have ears. Although this Marquis Mansion is not as rigid as the palace, you have to be careful with your words. After all, misfortune comes from your mouth."

"Yes, servant girl, remember."

"Get up, push me out for a walk, let me see, the sun is good today."

Yuqiao didn't feel that there was anything wrong, so he quickly responded, "Yes."

The master and the servant walked slowly in the garden. Many flowers along the way were competing for beauty. From time to time, two butterflies could be seen flying. Occasionally, a gust of wind would blow, and the breeze would be refreshing.

"It's almost autumn." Ling Yao said suddenly.

"Back to the princess, soon, in a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival." Yuqiao replied.

"Looking at the beautiful scene now, they may be able to hold on until early autumn, but they can't withstand the cold. In just two or three days, they will fall to pieces."

"Why should the princess think about the future decline? How beautiful it is!" Yuqiao knew that she was depressed, and said, "Princess, the kitchen has made hawthorn tea today. It's sweet and sour. This servant will bring you a cup." good?"

Lingyao nodded, but saw a few servants passing by in a hurry, and said: "Yuqiao, go and ask them why they are in such a hurry?"

Yuqiao said "yes," then stepped forward, and stopped the boys: "Hey, you guys, what are you doing, you are in such a hurry?"

(End of this chapter)