The spring breeze was slightly cold, and Su Lianrong couldn't help but feel a little chilly. She sat there, feeling fine at first, but gradually, she didn't eat for a day, her physical strength was obviously weak, she was a little dazed, and she felt inexplicably tired. Throughout the whole day, she seemed
She has always felt weak, probably because she came all the way from modern times. She tried to cheer up but it was useless. She leaned against the pillar and fell into a trance, falling into an inexplicable coma. Su Lianrong herself was a doctor, and she knew that she was in a trance at this time.
A coma could easily kill her, but isn't everything exactly what she wants?
Sima Yixuan slowly drank the wine in the glass. Listening to Cong Yi'er's snoring, he must be very tired. Let's see how long she can hold on! Cong Yi'er is just the second young lady of Prince Cong's palace and the future second prince.
Concubine, your temper is really willful and cunning. No wonder Sima Rong has a headache.
"Prince Xuan, just let Cong Yi'er stay there?" Die Run smiled softly. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. Cong Yi'er, under the lamp, looked like a delicate and delicate woman, especially one who had no fear.
How dare you look directly at Prince Xuan? Who in the Daxing Dynasty dares to look directly at Prince Xuan!
Even if someone dared to look directly at the emperor, no one would dare to look directly at Prince Xuan like this! But Cong Yier dared to do so! Moreover, her calmness and fearlessness seemed to have nothing to do with her status as the second young lady of Prince Cong's house. This woman
, which gave rise to an inexplicable and unpleasant worry in her heart.
Suddenly, it started to rain, not heavily, but as thin as a line.
"Your Majesty, it's raining." Dierun said softly.
Sima Yixuan looked up at the outside of the pavilion. It was rainy in the Daxing Dynasty. It was just a day of stars. At this time, the sky suddenly changed and it started to rain. He could vaguely hear the sound of rain and there was a moist smell in the air. He felt really comfortable.
He sighed softly, but he felt lonely. Why did the Daxing Dynasty make him feel so lonely?
He is Prince Xuan of the Daxing Dynasty, the emperor's younger brother. If he were willing, he might be the current emperor. Even if he is not the current emperor, even the current emperor would not dare to do anything wrong to him. He has the dream of the world.
Everything, whether it's money or women, is at his fingertips at any time. However, he still feels lonely.
"Your Majesty, Cong Yi'er is still staying there." Dierun said softly, "It's already midnight. She is a daughter of the royal family. I'm afraid she can't stand the cold. If something happens, she won't be able to tell her.
Prince Cong’s Mansion explained——”
Sima Yixuan said coldly: "Why did she bother me to drink? If she wants to stay there, let her fend for herself. If anything happens to her, I will be responsible for it."
Dierun immediately shut up and drank quietly with Sima Yixuan. In the wind and rain, the fragrance of wine was wafting around, making the rain seem a little unreal.
The rain fell heavier and heavier, and the wind blew the raindrops in. Dierun shivered and gathered her cloak. She looked at the railing outside the pavilion with some worry, and secretly glanced at Sima Yixuan. Sima Yixuan had already drank a lot of wine, but
There was still no hint of drunkenness on his face, only a look of loneliness. He held the wine glass in his hand. Suddenly, it broke into several pieces and fell on the table with a crisp sound, rolling with a tinkling sound.
"Bring her up." Sima Yixuan said indifferently, "Send her back to Sima Rong and tell him that I have suddenly lost interest. If he really hates it, he will cancel the engagement."
Dierun didn't say a word, and her figure flashed to the edge of the pavilion. She bent down and stretched out her hand to pull up Su Lianrong, who had fallen into a semi-conscious state. Under the candlelight, Su Lianrong's face was already pale and less red, and her lips were slightly purple from the cold.
.
"I have to make some ginger soup for her to drink." Dierun said softly, "If I send her back like this, I'm afraid she won't be able to reach the palace and she will die."
Sima Yixuan watched Die Run helping Su Lianrong come over, stretched out his hand to feel Su Lianrong's pulse, held Su Lianrong's chin, took an empty wine glass, poured a glass of wine, put it into Su Lianrong's mouth, let her swallow, and said lightly: "Send it to her."
Let's go, she won't die." Then he turned to look at the increasingly heavy rain outside the pavilion, and sighed, feeling filled with loneliness.
Dierun didn't say a word, got up and went downstairs to take the unconscious 'Cong Yi'er' away.
Sima Rong was sitting in the study, with incense floating gently by his nose. Suddenly, he put down the book in his hand and looked out the window. There was a storm outside the window. For some reason, he suddenly suffered from insomnia tonight. He couldn't fall asleep no matter what. He closed his eyes and just watched.
He saw a pair of eyes dangling in front of his eyes, causing his emotions to rise and fall. Those eyes were as bright as cold stars, with an unfamiliar certainty that he was unfamiliar with, as clear as a spring and as deep as the sea.
Cong Yi'er, he was not unfamiliar with her. Prince Cong's youngest daughter, to be precise, should be the posthumous son of Prince Cong's younger brother. In an accident that year, Cong Yi'er's parents lost their lives, and only this little girl survived.
, she was entrusted to Prince Cong and his wife before she died. Prince Cong and his wife loved her very much and treated her as their own, and even tried their best to arrange this marriage for her. However, he did not love her, not only did he not love her,
Still extremely annoying.
However, when I met her during the day, she said without hesitation that she didn't want to marry him anymore. This was exactly the result he had always wanted. But why, at this time, she felt a little angry in her heart. She didn't want to marry him anymore.
, isn't it the best? He doesn't love her, he likes another woman. If he tells his father that Cong Yi'er rejected this marriage, his father may take it back and he doesn't have to marry this stupid woman again.
Woman. But where did she get the courage to look directly at him and tell him that she didn't want to get married?! Or was she just trying to attract his attention?!
This was the first time that he saw her looking directly at him, completely unconcerned about what would happen, even wishing that he would kill her. She was so eagerly looking forward to death. Sima Rong really didn't understand why she
Suddenly became so brave? Didn't she always love him the most? Didn't she always hope to marry him? How could she refuse this marriage like this? Now she is in Zuihua House, is she okay?
There was a knock on the door, and Li Shan said softly from outside: "Master, have you rest? Miss Dierun from Zuihualou is here. She said Prince Xuan ordered her to come here."
Dierun? What is she doing here now? She belongs to Prince Xuan. Although she is a brothel girl, she has privileges that other women cannot have. For example, she can go to the palace to deliver messages to Prince Xuan. Prince Xuan, that is, he
The emperor's uncle seldom appeared in the palace. More often, he preferred to travel around the world. Occasionally, if something happened, he would usually entrust his subordinates to deliver messages.
"Invite her in." Sima Rong said softly.
Dierun's smile is so charming under the candlelight. Being accepted by Prince Xuan as his woman, she naturally has something that other women cannot match. Her smile is always so charming, and it always makes people feel itchy, but
It's just out of reach, because she is Prince Xuan's woman. "It's very late, I'm really sorry to disturb the second prince."
Sima Rong smiled faintly and said, "Miss Dierun must have something to do when she comes here at this hour. Is there something that the emperor wants you to tell me?"
Dierun still smiled and said: "The prince said that he was tired and asked Dierun to bring Cong Yi'er back to the second prince."
Cong Yier? Sima Rong was stunned for a moment and looked at Dierun, "Where is she now?"
"She was caught in the rain in the sedan chair outside." Die Run still had a charming smile on her face and said in a soft and soft voice, "Cong Yi'er was really spoiled by the people in Prince Cong's palace, and she actually had sex with the prince.
She's so strong, you have to discipline her well. If she does it again, I wonder if the prince will be able to forgive her for her irresponsible behavior."
"Did she have a conflict with the emperor's uncle?" Sima Rong was stunned for a moment and asked in disbelief. Didn't he know that when Cong Yier saw Prince Xuan before, he was like a mouse seeing a cat? She was so frightened, but today she actually
Competing with Prince Xuan? This sounds strange.
"It's not really a conflict." Dierun hesitated for a moment, thinking about what happened. It seemed that there was nothing inappropriate. It seemed that Cong Yi'er was just trying to commit suicide, but was saved by the platform outside the pavilion. She found it interesting.
She just laughed. The prince was annoyed that she dared to tease her, so he punished her by letting her get soaked in the rain on the platform until she passed out.