"Xiaoyu..." Yun Ziyou called her name heartbrokenly, stretched out his arms, and held her tightly in his arms.
Among the flowers, the ghost woman murmured, "Men focus on attacking the heart, and women focus on attacking the body. My lord, do you think Yan Xiaoyu will follow Ziyou wholeheartedly from now on?"
The old prince sneered, "If she wants to follow her wholeheartedly, it depends on whether I agree or not."
The ghost woman shook her head, "If Yan Xiaoyu is really determined to follow Ziyou from now on, it's better for the prince not to stop him. Yan Yatou's future is small, but hurting the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren is a big deal..."
The old prince looked at the man and woman not far away and flicked his sleeves, "Humph, I can't see what's good about that wild girl. Xiao Ninglan gave up his country for her, and Ziyou ignored his children for her..."
The hag just shook her head and sighed, everything is sin, sin of love.
Yan Xiaoyu returned to Jingfeng Palace with red eyes. Yun Ziyou raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears on her face, "Don't think too much, have a good rest. I'll come back to see you next morning."
Yan Xiaoyu didn't speak, her eyes were dull, as if she couldn't see anything. She walked into Jingfeng Palace like a puppet, but a strong arm from the next year tightly hugged her neck, forcing her Hide into darkness.
She looked at the man as beautiful as a poppy in the dark with red eyes. Xiao Ninglan looked at her with burning eyes, released her neck, and used his sleeve to wipe the place on her cheek that Yun Ziyou had touched little by little.
"Yu'er, let me take you away, okay?" Xiao Ninglan's burning eyes locked hers tightly, and her voice was inexplicably trembling.
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head with a blank expression, "Xiao Ninglan, I am not Yan Xiaoyu, I am Xiao Hanjing, Xiao Hanjing who likes Yun Ziyou..."
"Yu'er, you can't even deceive yourself, how can you deceive me?" His brows were furrowed, and his painful expression was like a lingering tangle that kept getting cut and sorted out.
Yan Xiaoyu's chapped lips trembled a few times, and her eyes were filled with stagnant water. She looked at him with helpless eyes, "I don't want to deceive anyone, Xiao Ninglan, I was already Ziyou's person last night, I am His queen, we..."
Before she could finish her words, he covered her mouth tightly, and the painful look in his eyes became even worse, "I don't care what happened between you, I just ask you, will you follow me?"
Yan Xiaoyu shook his head, and Xiao Ninglan lowered his head. He looked at the two figures intertwined on the ground, and his heart was full of bitterness. He let go of her, his eyes filled with deep helplessness, "Since you want to stay, you must be happy. , I said, I will always be waiting for you where you are."
Yan Xiaoyu didn't move or speak, she just looked at him and disappeared above the palace.
Since then, Yun Ziyou has completely lived in Jingfeng Palace. He even moved the memorials of Jingxiao Palace to Jingfeng Palace for review. When nothing happened, the two of them admired the flowers and the moon in relative silence. Sometimes, while he was doing errands, she was sleeping.
The two no longer quarreled as before, and seemed as calm as an old couple who had respected each other for many years.
At night, the two of them slept together. He never touched her and rarely talked to her. But he would often stretch out his arm to tuck her shoulders into the quilt, and then put his arm on her shoulders. .
Whenever this happens, she always moves her body and puts her head on his shoulder, "Brother, I feel now that I am really Xiao Hanjing..."
"Really? I feel now that I am the second Liu Xiahui." Yun Ziyou laughed at himself.
"Brother is not Liu Xiahui, brother just doesn't want to hurt me." Yan Xiaoyu closed her eyes in distress.
"Xiaoyu, I really want to leave this palace. When the time comes, can you stay with me?" Yun Ziyou also closed his eyes.
"Okay." Yan Xiaoyu answered without hesitation.
Yan Xiaoyu's pregnancy was expected. The ghost woman sent people to keep an eye on her almost all the time. Even Yun Ziyou was forced to move back to Jingxiao Palace. Her daily food and drink expenses were taken care of by dedicated personnel. .
The days flew by day by day, and in a blink of an eye, Yan Xiaoyu was already half a year pregnant. She spent every day in Jingfeng Palace watching the flowers blooming and falling, the clouds rolling in the sky, and she began to miss Xiao Ninglan's face.
The way he smiled evilly, the way he frowned in anger, the way he cursed others with a bad temper, each of his faces became more and more clear in her memory.
She sat in the Jingfeng Palace, looking up at the white clouds floating in the sky. The wisps of clouds were changing in shape. Maybe that wisp of clouds was passing by Zhongnan Mountain, or maybe that wisp of clouds carried the shadow of Xiao Ninglan. .
She stroked her slightly bulging abdomen and buried her head on her knees. Xiao Ninglan, what are you doing at this moment? Xiao Ninglan, do you know that I am thinking of you?
The eldest palace maid's reproachful and anxious voice sounded in her ears, "Queen, how can you sit here and blow the cold wind? If the phoenix body violates the harmony and hurts the fetus in the belly, how can this slave bear the responsibility?"
Yan Xiaoyu raised her head from her knees. The eldest palace maid had a look of resentment on her face. She knew that last time a palace maid was killed by ghosts because she drank a cup of herbal tea privately. Her willful behavior may kill many people. people……
Yan Xiaoyu got down from the chair and looked at the palace maid apologetically, "I'm sorry."
She lowered her head to apologize, then dragged her long skirt to the floor and slowly walked into the palace.
On the long dining table, there were more than a hundred dishes that were all delicious and delicious. She looked at them expressionlessly. A palace maid helped her sit down and said, "Queen, please have a meal."
The four maids were helping her with the dishes in different directions. She felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit as soon as she smelled the food. But she had to hold back and not vomit it out, because once she vomited, the maids around her would consider her lack of care. Punishment of crime.
The maid on the left handed over a bowl of eye sockets. She looked at it expressionlessly. The maid picked up a delicate sterling silver spoon, took a spoonful and fed it into her mouth.
She swallowed it expressionlessly, and the palace maid on the right handed her a soup of monkey brains. She resisted the churning in her stomach, opened her mouth dully, and swallowed again.
"Stop, do you treat her as an emotionless puppet? Get out of here!" As soon as Yun Ziyou walked in, what he saw was the scene of four palace maids feeding Yan Xiaoyu.
The palace maid fluttered and knelt down, "Your Majesty, please spare my life. It was the ghost lady who asked me to eat these things..."