The crisp sound echoed in the empty grassland, attracting the side glances of many herdsmen. A girl in red was seen walking lightly, her black and slightly curly hair fluttering in the wind, and her face full of smiles.
Just like before, nothing seems to have changed. It's just that the tall figure sitting on the mound looks particularly lonely, which makes people sigh.
After bidding farewell to the palace, the two of them had not seen each other for two or three months. He finally plucked up the courage to come to him, but he didn't see what he expected. After seeing him pause slightly, he subconsciously wanted to get up and leave.
Yun Duo's expression suddenly changed.
A'er Yunduo didn't understand why he did this to her. Azhe had been avoiding her since she returned to Dongjue. But she asked herself, and she didn't feel she had anything to feel sorry for him.
"Stop!" she shouted quickly, but Azhe ignored her and turned around without looking back, "I told you to stop and don't leave!"
Seeing that he showed no sign of stopping, she couldn't catch up with him even if she tried to catch him with her legs, which was a waste of energy. So Al Yunduo curled his lips slightly, simply tilted his body, and sat directly on the ground.
"Hey, my feet - they hurt so much -"
She had tried this trick repeatedly, and Azhe slowly stopped as expected, but the look on his face was really not pretty.
A look of pride flashed through Al Yunduo's eyes. She propped herself pitifully on the ground and whispered: "Azhe... won't you help me? My feet hurt so much..."
She also wanted to act coquettishly as usual, maybe they could go back to how they were before. However, it was obvious that she made a wrong judgment this time.
"Princess Yunduo," Azhe turned around and looked at her calmly and said, "You don't have to deliberately do such risky things to make me feel bad."
The two looked at each other for a long time, until Al Yunduo's right forearm, which was resting on the ground, felt a little numb, and then he finally confirmed that he was not going to come to her side.
"Then why are you avoiding me on purpose?" She got up from the ground, looked at him and asked directly, "Are you blaming me for your sister's death? What does that have to do with me?"
Al Yunduo stood up, the snow mixed with mud rubbed against her bright clothes, looking a little embarrassed.
"No." Ah Zhe didn't seem to want to say more. He shook his head and turned around and stopped talking. However, Al Yunduo was not a peaceful master.
She ran up to Azhe, her thick eyebrows that were usually raised high were frowning slightly, and her delicate and small face turned red.
"What is that? You left the palace quietly and never came back since then. If I hadn't asked Dabaragan, I wouldn't have known whether you were dead or alive until now. I don't even know.
I came to blame you, but you turned around and ignored me!" The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and her voice began to tremble, "I didn't kill your sister. You have the ability to seek revenge on my brother! Come back here to guard me.
What's going on with the cattle and sheep? You should just leave!"
"I...I'm sorry..." Azhe stretched out his hand out of nowhere, but Al Yunduo took a step back to avoid it.
His apology only made Al Yunduo feel even more uncomfortable.
"What are you sorry for me about? I used to pretend that I didn't understand your feelings for me, because I admire and depend on you. I want you to stay with me..." Al Yunduo smiled bitterly, sobbed a few times and continued.
, "It's Yunduo who is selfish. You don't have to guard me in the future. I will ask Father Khan to let you go back to Daikin."
Hearing this, Azhe's heart seemed to collapse. He even forgot his title and hurriedly said in a dumb voice: "You know that I didn't ask for anything. I just wanted to be by your side. I did too much during this period.
Now, princess, please don’t drive me away..."
In Al Yunduo's heart, Azhe has always been a tall and majestic hero. Even if he was slashed with a knife, he had never seen him frown, but now he was pleading with him in such a low voice.
"There are already so many sad people in the world. I hope you can be happy." Al Yunduo curled his lips and sniffed, turned away from him, lowered his head and said with tears, "You won't be here."
I can’t be happy either.”
When the bright red figure completely disappeared on the grassland, the tears slowly fell from Azhe's eyes.
Time flies, it has been several months since arriving in Mobei, and Chu Miaoer's belly is getting bigger day by day.
From the day she arrived in Mobei, Fu Yunqi went out before dawn every day and didn't come back until the moon was hanging on the treetops. However, she had been thinking about buying something for the child in her belly all day long, so it was not impossible.
Things to do.
I don't know if it's because of my pregnancy, but it didn't seem to matter at first, but as time went by, I often felt empty.
As her belly got bigger and bigger, Chu Miaoer became more and more sleepy. She always felt as if she couldn't wake up and was exhausted. She was often woken up in the middle of the night. It would be okay if she saw Fu Yunqi next to her after waking up. If there was no one around,
I couldn't sleep anymore the whole night.
"Princess..." Baitao came out of the house with a smile, carrying the hand stove with the charcoal fire replaced, "The snow has finally stopped falling. Can I help you go out for a walk? Staying in the house all day long is not good for your eyes."
..." She stepped forward and put the hand stove on the table. She looked at the unfinished embroidery in the bamboo basket and praised with a smile, "I haven't seen the princess's embroidery in many years, and it is still so beautiful."
Chu Miaoer slowly blinked his eyes, slightly astringent.
"Did you not sleep last night?" Bai Tao saw her moving her neck from side to side and quickly stepped forward to massage her. She frowned worriedly, "As long as the prince doesn't come back, you won't be able to sleep well. It's not an option if this continues.
...How about I accompany you to the temple to worship Buddha some other time? Or you can ask the doctor to come..."
Chu Miao'er, who hadn't slept since waking up in the middle of the night, was already groggy at this time. Hearing that she wanted to continue talking casually, she hurriedly got up and interrupted: "Okay, I will go to the temple tomorrow, but now
Let’s go out for a walk first.”
"Okay, okay, I'll accompany you, slave." Baitao picked up the hand stove and followed him with a smile, calling as he walked, "Princess, although the snow outside has been swept away, be careful of the slippery road... Please wait, slave..."
Chu Miao'er only felt the noise in her ears, and ignored the exclamations behind her, and quickly fled into the small courtyard. She breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart felt much better.
It was obvious that she was pregnant with Fu Yunqi's child, but those who didn't know it thought it was Baitao's child.
"Sister Baitao——" Suddenly a voice full of joy came from outside the hospital.
Chu Miaoer turned her head when she heard the sound, and then she saw that it was Qingqiu, a girl trotting over in a hurry.
Perhaps he didn't expect to meet her face to face, Qingqiu was obviously stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled even more happily: "Slave to join the princess."
"It's not such a big deal, why are you running away..." Baitao hurriedly stepped forward to protect Chu Miaoer behind him, and said with a deliberately frown, "If you accidentally bump into the princess, I will see what you will do.
!」
Chu Miaoer shook her head helplessly. Ever since she became pregnant, Baitao has never left her, and her temper has become worse and worse, as if there are some ferocious beasts around her.
"How could there not be such a big deal!" Qingqiu's eyes flashed, and she smiled at Chu Miaoer's well-behaved body, "Princess, the prince has already arrived at the house. He said he was going to change clothes and then come to see you. The prince asked
Just wait inside and don't get cold when you come out."
Chu Miao'er was not as happy as they were. It was said that the Dongjue people had always been powerful on the battlefield, but this time they changed their usual style and chose to fight in roundabout ways. In the past few years, the Dongjue people in Mobei have long been under control.
It had to be transparent, so it couldn't be caught or beaten, which gave Fu Yunchi and the others a headache.
Why did he come back so early today? Could something have happened?
Chu Miaoer couldn't hide her confusion, so she turned around and walked to the study.
As expected, the figure was bent over and looking at a stack of letters on the desk with concentration, his brows furrowed.
Among them, Ji Ke was the first to notice her. He coughed slightly and signaled to the rest of the people in the room. He stepped forward and bowed and called, "I have seen the princess."
"Miao Miao..." Fu Yunchi raised his eyes and saw her, and a smile immediately appeared on his tired face. He stepped forward and held Chu Miao'er in his arms, greedily taking a deep breath of the fragrance before he was satisfied.
Said: "Didn't I ask you to wait for me in the house?"
Ting Feng wisely took everyone out, including Baitao, leaving all the time for the two of them.
"Are you very tired?" Chu Miao'er asked and suddenly felt
He felt a little stupid. Being a small infantryman on the battlefield was tiring, let alone him as the coach?
Sure enough, laughter came from his chest, and Chu Miaoer could hear it clearly as she pressed against his chest. However, she didn't feel annoyed. It could make him relax, so what if he was stupid?
"Yes, I'm very tired." Fu Yunqi followed her words and spoke the most truthful words in a joking tone.
Chu Miao'er was also amused by him. She came out of his arms, held her somewhat heavy belly with her hands and joked: "Don't you miss our children?"
"No!" Fu Yunqi replied without thinking. Ignoring Chu Miao'er's slightly surprised look, he leaned down with a grin and used all his tenderness to peck her lips lightly, "All the time
They are all thinking about Miaomiao and cannot find any space to think about others."
Thinking about it, he was the only one who could say such embarrassing words so naturally.
"He is not someone else..."
Chu Miao'er muttered something softly while taking a breather, and the rest of the words were lost in the two people's ears and temples.
In the evening, the drizzle and the slanting wind blew into the window, and soon the window edge was wet.
Seeing that Baitao was about to turn around and close the window after cleaning up, Chu Miaoer immediately stopped her and said, "You can go out. The prince will close it later when he comes back."
Baitao hesitated for a moment, but didn't say much, and just exited the room obediently.
The cold wind blew across her face. Chu Miaoer put her hand on her swollen belly, tilted her head and looked out the window quietly, and soon fell into a trance. I don’t know how long it took, she couldn’t help but shiver, and then she came back to her senses.
Before I knew it, the hand stove was already cold.
"Why are you so busy..." Chu Miaoer looked at the silent door and sighed slightly, raising his hand to lift the quilt.
Outside the house, Baitao's face turned pale. Qingqiu on the side saw this and quickly comforted her in a low voice: "Sister Baitao, don't be sad. Life and death have been predestined by God a long time ago."
"I just feel sorry for Miss Yang San...how could such a good young lady from a rich family end up like this..." Baitao's tone was full of regret, "If the princess knew about it, she would definitely
It’s going to be sad again…”
Qingqiu hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth, nervously stretched out his neck to explore, and made a silent gesture to remind in a low voice: "Sister Baitao, you must not let the princess know about this. If you get pregnant because of this,
, Your Majesty can’t spare us!”
Baitao nodded, the helplessness flowing between her teeth finally turned into a sigh.