my princess boy

On the second day when Mu Xianyi was buried, Ling Xuetang was still dealing with business and did not follow.

He knew where Mu Xianyi was buried - in the son-in-law's grave, in the ancestral grave of the Ling family.

What he didn't know was that the Ling family had come to the gate of the princess mansion early, including Mr. Ling who had just recovered from a serious illness. He and his wife were both dressed in plain coarse linen clothes. Ling Yutang supported them and followed the funeral procession to the suburbs of Beijing.

At that time, the sky was not yet bright, and the funeral procession, which was so long that it could not be seen from head to tail, was squirming on the official road like a huge worm.

The fifth prince, Yu Wenyan, was also in the funeral procession. Seeing the three members of the Ling family, he hurriedly turned around on his horse, walked up to Ling Yutang, and called him, "Yutang, Lu Chang, tell Mr. Ling and Mrs. Ling not to follow."

Ling Yutang ignored him, as if he hadn't seen him.He was also dressed in coarse linen today, but no matter how poor the material was, it still couldn't conceal his overall demeanor. His upright and clear appearance, set off by his stern complexion, made people even more fascinating.

"Yutang!"

Mrs. Ling suddenly turned her head to look at him, her eyes were red: "You don't have to worry, our Ling family has worked so hard to raise the grown-up child, and we have nothing else to gain. We only got such a filial and virtuous daughter-in-law. Now that he is gone, we are in vain. Sending people to send black-haired people, of course we have to go."

After finishing speaking, he just walked forward and ignored him.

Yu Wenyan looked at them steadily, seeing that although they were struggling, they were walking forward slowly, getting farther and farther...

"Such a filial and virtuous daughter-in-law"?

There was a bitter smile on his lips.

Yes, it is impossible for him to become the daughter-in-law of the Ling family in this life. On the contrary, the Ling family hated him before it was too late, so how could they accept him?

The funeral procession was very lively, even though many people came out to watch the excitement along the way, as if it was some grand festival.

On the way back, Ling Yutang helped the elders to walk slowly back to the city. The elders were old and had gone through so many things, and their health was not as good as before. Now that Mu Xianyi passed away, the two of them were even more heartbroken. They walked with a sense of grief and reluctance, and now that Mu Xianyi had been buried, the energy in their hearts was gone, and they couldn't walk at all.

It didn't take long for Yu Wenyan to catch up.

Yu Wenyan got off the horse, asked someone to lead his own horse, ran up, and followed Ling Yutang: "Yutang——"

But Ling Yutang didn't say a word, as before, he just pretended not to be him, and didn't even move his eyelids.

Yu Wenyan raised his head and looked around, and saw that the sky was already bright, and there was no one around, only the forest and houses in the distance could be vaguely seen.He turned around, looked at Ling Yutang, lowered his voice and said:

"Yutang, I feel like I have your flesh and blood."

These words were like a thunderclap resounding over the heads of the three members of the Ling family. They stopped in unison and looked at him in shock.

Seeing the three of them looking at him like this, Yu Wenyan felt a little embarrassed, and said, "Men from our Ruan family can have children, so there is Aye...I have been feeling unwell recently, so I asked my uncle, and he said yes. Possibly, but it's been less than a month, so I can't be sure."

Ling Yutang was stunned for a long time, and suddenly his face became cold again, and he turned away from looking at him: "Father, let's go."

"Yutang!" Yu Wenyan didn't expect him to be so ruthless, even the matter of having a child couldn't impress him, his heart turned cold, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "This is your flesh and blood, you, are you so ruthless?" !"

Ling Yutang still ignored him, and walked forward supporting his parents. The family of three seemed to be deaf and blind all at once, and he was not in his eyes or ears.

Yu Wenyan stopped in his tracks, turned around and walked away angry, but turned around to catch up after taking a few steps, at this time the begging on his face was gone, replaced by stubbornness: "Ling Yutang, let me tell you, I just like you, I am vicious Whether it is selfish or selfish, but I am sincere to you, I will never leave you in this life, I will appear wherever you are, and when the child is born, I will come to you every day with him in my arms, if you If you can't love me, you hate me and hate me, and we'll just be resentful spouses for the rest of our lives!"

As he spoke, he didn't care what Ling Yutang's expression was like, as if he just wanted to say it was good, he turned around and left.

Ling Yutang was still walking forward, but his eyes became colder, and the chill became even worse.

……

At the end of October, Emperor Tianqi was finally leaving for Beijing.

Ruan Foxi also followed him back.

The night before, Ruan Foxi went to bid farewell to Ling Xuetang.

"The fate between you and my father and son is weak, maybe it's only a few months." Ruan Foxi looked at him with a smile, but there was only sadness in those beautiful eyes, and there was no smile at all. He glanced outside and saw no one around. Only then said in a low voice, "When you were born, I hated you and wished I could strangle you to death, but I felt that instead of letting you die, I would rather keep you and let you avenge me, so I sent you to the Duke of Zhen's mansion. I hope that Ling Jiyuan can cultivate a general, a general who can conquer South Vietnam, but unfortunately, unfortunately, you were still brought back to South Vietnam and recognized the thief as your father."

"I didn't recognize the thief as my father." Ling Xuetang said emphatically, and looked up at him, "You know, in order to gain his trust, I also acted, and you also acted, didn't you?"

Ruan Foxi laughed at himself and said: "I originally wanted to play a walking dead who finally changed his mind and was willing to submit to him, but every time I get close to him, I feel extremely disgusted, and I always think of the heart-piercing pain and despair 20 years ago... so I always want to play him." If the performance is not thorough, I think he may not be suspicious of me."

His beautiful black eyes looked at the dancing candle flames, and he said in a low voice, "It takes a month's journey from here to Lin'an. According to your arrangement, when I change the waterway in Jiangling, I can do it, maybe Around November [-]th or [-]th... At that time, if the matter is not successful, I will find a chance to kill myself, so you put aside all relations, continue to deal with him, and find another chance."

Ling Xuetang stared at him steadfastly, her black eyes reflected the jumping candle flames, like a group of burning flames: "If things fail, I will not live alone - I thought Xuanxuan would last until that day, but ...I don't feel like living alone..."

"Don't be stupid." Ruan Foxi scolded in a low voice, "You still have your father and mother... death is an easy matter, only you can protect them if you are alive - if it weren't for you, those royal families in Beiqi would not be able to protect them." So easy, as Mu Jingluo wished, in exchange for money and gems?"

Those royal families in Beiqi, Mu Xianyi's sisters, brothers, and uncles all happily went to the Northeast as early as October, and continued to be their royal family and nobles, but none of them knew that this was Ling Xuetang The result of secret mediation.

Ling Xuetang was silent for a long time, and finally said: "I see."

After finishing speaking, he hooked his lips and smiled sadly——Xuanxuan, you have come here—you are dead, but I can't die yet.

He used to live because Mu Xianyi was still alive, so he had to live well to ensure Mu Xianyi's safety; but now that Mu Xianyi is dead, he still can't die and can't be freed early.

Even death has become a luxury.