"Actually, Sima Rong is not a bad person." Cong Yi'er looked at Cong Xiai and said softly, "Xiai, can you try to love him?"
Cong Xiai smiled softly and said: "Maybe it's because my mother can't think about it. She is so jealous of your mother and my aunt. Because of some past reasons, as younger generations, we should not pursue it anymore. At this time, it is just
Let me tell you, she misled me a lot of ideas. I once thought that I was really a woman who could only marry the Nine-Five Supreme Being, so my attention was focused on such people, and the most courageous person in the entire Daxing Dynasty was
Prince Xuan, he is the most dreamy man for any woman. Being able to marry him may be the biggest wish of all women, and I am no exception. And I also feel that I am the most qualified. As long as I marry him, he can become the future
The emperor."
Cong Xiai paused and smiled softly, but there were tears in her eyes.
"However, my mother told me that it was you, not me, who was really going to marry the Nine-Five Master. It was just a small misunderstanding at the time. It was my mother who deliberately caused this misunderstanding. All the thoughts in my heart collapsed instantly. I felt
All my efforts have been ridiculous." Cong Xiai said tiredly, "I don't know if I love Sima Rong, but after marrying him, he will be my whole life, and I can't have any other thoughts.
I can only face reality. Even though I have always loved Prince Xuan in my heart, I can only keep it in my heart. You don’t have to worry. Even if I only love Prince Xuan my whole life, I will never have such a useless dream again."
Cong Yi'er listened quietly. It was a good thing that Cong Xiai could think openly. At least she would not embarrass herself anymore, and it was possible that she would live well.
"However, at this time, the second prince suddenly discovered that he liked you. In the end, the most ridiculous thing turned out to be me. At that time, I regarded you as a tool that could be borrowed. I didn't expect that I had single-handedly caused the current situation."
Cong Xiai smiled bitterly, drank the already cool wine, looked at Cong Yi'er, and said sadly, "As my mother said, you and your mother are really similar, and you can make people fall in love with you involuntarily, and love
You have to give up, even if the second prince forgives all the past, you will be a knot in his heart that cannot be opened for the rest of his life. Any woman can only be second in his heart!"
Cong Yi'er sighed softly in her heart, but she was speechless. It's not that she didn't understand the pain in Cong Xiai's heart, but what could she do?!
In the Second Prince's Mansion, Sima Rong looked with disgust at Cong Xiai who was being helped back to the mansion by her maid. Cong Xiai's smile was so relaxed and sweet that it was as if she couldn't see the expression on Sima Rong's face.
I drank happily with Cong Yier that night, and it was so easy to say everything in my heart. Love and hate, if you can let go, you can be so at ease.
"I'm ridiculous, am I ridiculous?" Cong Xiai looked at Sima Rong, her body was swaying slightly, and the slave holding her was pale. What happened to the second princess? Why did she drink with Miss Cong in Yinxiang Tower?
, became so bold?
Sima Rong said disgustedly: "You drank too much, don't make a fool of yourself here, help her in, for the sake of taking care of your father, I won't argue with you, don't go too far!"
Cong Xiai smiled with a bright face, but the sadness in her eyes was too strong to be removed. She looked at Sima Rong and asked herself: "None of you men is a good person. You are free to love anyone."
People, anyone, but what about us women? You will never get Cong Yier, she, she is not a woman you know. Her heart can only be for one person. With Prince Xuan, there will be no more
Anyone! You used to despise her, laugh at her like that, treat her like a piece of grass, haha, now, it seems that you have changed, you, you, are just a pitiful person like me.
Chong, your father, that emperor, is just a stupid guy, a good-for-nothing guy. Huh, such an emperor, he actually did something interesting. I, I really can't look down on him, I can't stand him——"
Sima Rong angrily pushed Cong Xiai, but Cong Xiai didn't take precautions and stumbled backwards. It was a coincidence that there was a huge boulder behind him, and the back of Cong Xiai's head hit it. Fortunately, the slave girl
She pulled it, but blood still came out quickly, and Cong Xiai felt that her eyes went dark and she lost consciousness. At that moment, there was only one feeling, which was so cold that her face was filled with tears.
When I woke up, I vaguely heard someone talking, and it seemed that it was her. It was the doctor in the mansion, and he said softly: "The Crown Princess should be fine, but her fall will make her suffer for a long time."
Can’t see anything for a while.”
Can't see anything for a long time? Cong Xiai thought with some surprise, saying this means that she will be blind for a period of time? Cong Xiai suddenly smiled and burst into tears. That's okay.
, you don’t have to look at Sima Rong’s face anymore, out of sight, out of mind.
Sima Rong looked at Cong Xiai who was lying on the bed, and felt a little guilty in his heart. In a moment of anger, he accidentally hurt Cong Xiai, but when he thought of her words last night, a feeling of guilt rose in his heart.
Nameless Fire said: "It's okay, I don't want her to wander around in front of me no matter what, and I can't see her. She can just stay quietly!"
Cong Xiai shed tears from the corner of her eyes, and thought sadly in her heart: Why is it better if I am not deaf, if I can't see or hear?
Cong Yier opened her eyes and felt that her body had been swaying, but she felt very comfortable. Her head hurt a little. After chatting with Cong Xiai last night, she drank one cup with Cong Xiai, and she became a little drunk later.
Then she fell asleep. She had no memory of when Cong Xiai left or how she left Yinxiang Tower. Where is she now?
It seemed like she was on a ship. She could hear the sound of rushing water outside. She tried to cheer herself up and looked around. It was indeed a ship. It was very clean and warm. There was a burning stove not far from her body.
, exuding a warm atmosphere, someone was looking at the steaming pot above her back, and smelled the fragrant rice.
She moved, and the person with his back to her immediately turned around. It was the middle-aged man who had been appearing around her. He looked at Cong Yi'er with a gentle smile and said gently: "Wake up."
Okay, I just cooked a pot of porridge, would you like to take a few sips?"
"Where is this?" Cong Yier sat up, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked.
The middle-aged man helped her sit on the soft quilt and said with a smile: "This is a ship. It's very safe. No one will disturb you. You drank too much last night. I just happened to have something to do at Yinxiang Tower.
I wanted to do it, see it, and was afraid that something inappropriate would happen to you, so I brought you here."
Cong Yier held her head and said, "Thank you, Mr. You. By the way, I don't know your name yet? I only know that your surname is You."
The middle-aged man said calmly: "The name is just a title. My surname is You and my courtesy name is Xinren."
Cong Yier nodded nonchalantly. This time she nodded, she felt her head hurt again. It seemed that she shouldn't drink too much, otherwise she would be the one who would suffer.
"I drank so much last night, my head must hurt." The middle-aged man said indulgently and gently, always with a faint smile on his face, which made Cong Yi'er feel very friendly, as if there was always an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
, but couldn't tell why. "You have so many worries and pressures during this period, but you can't drink like this. If you are unhappy about something, just come and talk to me. You can't drink like this again in the future."
Come. Come, have a few mouthfuls of hot porridge."
Cong Yier took a sip of the porridge. It was soft and comfortable. It seemed that the porridge must have been cooked for a long time. This middle-aged man was really thoughtful. She sighed and said, "Okay, I won't do it next time either."
It will be like this, after all, the uncomfortable thing is that I am not someone else. By the way, who are you, and why do I always feel that you are inexplicably familiar."
The middle-aged man paused and said with a smile: "I have been pestering you these past few days. Even if you hate me, as time goes by, you will have some impression of me."
"It's strange, your smile always reminds me of Yixuan." Cong Yi'er felt a faint pain in her head and said casually. She didn't notice the change in the middle-aged man's face and immediately turned around, as if trying to hide it.
What. "Do you know Yixuan? If you can meet the Supreme Emperor in his old residence, you must also know Yixuan, right?"
"I've seen it before," the middle-aged man replied seemingly reluctantly.
Cong Yier didn't notice this. She just felt that she couldn't concentrate. It seemed that she would never be able to drink so indulgently in the future. The question was, what did she talk to Cong Xiai last night?