Ling Yiyi held her hand on her chin, looking at the face in the mirror in a daze, with her brows furrowed, as if there was endless sorrow. It was exactly the look of a beautiful woman who was silent and sighing over her.
Ling Yiyi moved her body and let out a long sigh, feeling miserable and listless.
Suddenly, a figure was reflected in the corner of the mirror, which startled Ling Yiyi. She quickly looked back and saw that it was Li Luo.
Ling Yiyi was stunned and asked in surprise: "Why is the prince free to come back today?"
"Well, there is a lot of work in the yamen, and I am a bit exhausted. I sneaked out to get some fresh air."
Ling Yiyi covered her mouth with a smile and said sympathetically: "Your Highness, please sit down quickly, I will make you a cup of tea."
Li Luo stopped Ling Yiyi and asked Ling Yiyi to sit down.
Harmony said: "The New Year is coming soon. You are new to the Li family. After the New Year, you will stay with the Queen Mother and the others in the palace to pray for blessings. It will take a month before you can come back."
Ling Yiyi was startled. People in the palace had long heard of staying up late to pray for good fortune. A hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Li family led their soldiers to attack the city and escape from a narrow escape. They could not return home at the end of the year, so the women and children who stayed at home prayed for the safety of their relatives outside.
After the founding of the country, Taizu was afraid that it would be difficult for his children to forget their country, so he specially included the rule of staying up late and praying for blessings in the clan law. He did this every year to warn his descendants not to forget the hardships of their ancestors.
According to the patriarchal rules, a new princess who joins the Li family must stay with the Queen Mother to pray for blessings in the first year. There has been no exception for a hundred years.
Unless it's an extra royal palace, those who don't have time to rush back to Zhuocheng can skip the rules of staying up late.
Ling Yiyi is the new rich man in Zhuocheng. This year's New Year's Eve is in full view of everyone. If she doesn't go, I'm afraid even Taifu Ling Shutong won't agree.
"Well, I heard Princess Changping talk about staying up late."
Li Luo looked at Ling Yiyi and hesitated to speak. Ling Yiyi pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Is the prince afraid that my concubine will embarrass the prince's family?"
Li Luo shook his head gently and said in a low voice: "It will be the New Year's Eve in three days."
"Yes, I know." Ling Yiyi looked at Li Luo strangely, not understanding Li Luo's weird words.
Li Luo opened his mouth, as if it was difficult to speak. Ling Yiyi's face changed slightly and she asked quickly: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
Li Luo suddenly stood up and walked to the window, looking at the scenery outside the window. This winter was very strange. It had been winter for several months and not a single snow had fallen. The weather was dry and dry, which made people feel anxious and uneasy.
Ling Yiyi's breathing quickened behind her, which sounded like thunder to Li Luo's ears.
Li Luo held on to the window railing and coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up his inner abdomen.
Ling Yiyi was frightened, and hurriedly ran to Li Luo, grabbed Li Luo's sleeve, and said with tears in her eyes: "My lord, don't scare me, I'll ask the doctor to come and take a look."
Li Luo pulled Ling Yiyi, looked at Ling Yiyi's pretty face, and said softly: "It's okay, it's common to be short of breath. Just rest for a while."
Ling Yiyi quickly grabbed Li Luo's hand, helped Li Luo sit down, and looked at Li Luo worriedly, but she couldn't pretend to be concerned.
Li Luo looked at Ling Yiyi blankly, watching her busy around, pouring tea and water, and softly called: "Yiyi."
"Ah, Your Majesty."
"do you love me?"
Ling Yiyi smiled and replied softly: "Of course I like the prince."
"Actually, we are still very unfamiliar with each other. I call you Miss Ling, and you call me Prince. It doesn't look like a couple at all."
Ling Yiyi's face turned red and she murmured back: "I know, I will change it."
"It doesn't matter whether you change or not. Yiyi, I wonder if you liked me before you married me?"
Ling Yiyi didn't understand what he meant and asked doubtfully: "Why does the prince ask these things?"
"No, just ask. I come from an emperor's family, and you are also the daughter of a powerful minister. From the first day we were born, we are all the same involuntarily. We must learn etiquette and follow religious rituals, even when we grow up.
"What we want to do and who we want to marry are not ours to decide."
Ling Yiyi responded softly: "Your Majesty is very good, and I am very lucky. No wonder Lianyu is so envious of me.
Even if I didn’t like the prince before I married him, it’s different now, I will like... the prince."
When she said the last few words, Ling Yiyi's face turned red and shy, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito's moan.
"Back then, I was very young, and I was so tired that Miss Ling was innocent, but now I still feel guilty when I think about it." Li Luo changed the subject.
"It's all in the past. Your Majesty, don't take it to heart. In fact, I'm still secretly happy when I find out."
"Haha, I'm afraid I won't be happy, but I will always be frightened. I was notorious back then and did a lot of ridiculous things. It's best that Yiyi doesn't take offense."
"Then, Prince, have you ever liked Yiyi?" Ling Yiyi lowered her head and asked softly.
Li Luo looked at Ling Yiyi, and his daughter's shyness was so touching. When he was young, he wandered around the land of fireworks, and never saw such a beautiful appearance.
Seeing that Li Luo hadn't spoken for a long time, Ling Yiyi's face dimmed and she let out a long sigh.
Li Luo looked at the distressed and regretful Ling Yiyi, and slowly broke into a gentle spring-breathing smile. He calmed down and said softly, "I met Zhu'er today when I was in the mansion."
"Oh, this girl Zhuer is used to being arrogant and has a bad temper. I will discipline her well from now on."
"Zhu'er walked in a hurry and spilled the medicine she just grabbed on the ground. She said she had been feeling unwell for the past few days and had just gone to see the doctor."
Ling Yiyi's face froze, and she forced a smile and said, "Really? I haven't heard from Zhu'er yet. I'll ask her later to see if it's okay."
Li Luo turned his head, as if he didn't dare to look at Ling Yiyi's face anymore.
He said sadly: "Actually, I also know some medical science. I recognize most of the medicines that Pearl dropped from her arms."
Ling Yiyi's beautiful face turned pale, she groaned, and remained motionless. After a long time, she exhaled a breath and said in a distracted voice: "Your Highness knows..."
"Jiezhu grass and Quxiang root, these two herbs have no other uses. Once used as medicine, they have only one use, which is abortion."
"Abortion..." Ling Yiyi was dumbfounded, looking at Li Luo blankly, her pretty face was drained of all color, her delicate body was shaking slightly, her vision went dark, she tightly grasped the table with her bare hands, and said bitterly, "The prince is saying that Zhuer bought
Got abortion pills?”
"yes."
"Then, is she having an affair with someone else? I don't believe it, maybe the prince has made a mistake." Ling Yiyi managed to hold on to her weak body and said with difficulty.
"The doses of these two herbs, Jiezhucao and Quxinggen, are very large. They are so strong. If the doctor who treated the disease knew a little bit about medical science, he would have thought that eating this medicine would kill someone. It is just an abortion, not something that should be done.
So urgent."
"Maybe, maybe I'm afraid that others will know." (To be continued.)