"Why did you show up here?" Sima Yixuan said with some confusion, "Didn't we already discuss it, you are responsible for handling the affairs in the capital, and I control the situation in the periphery, why did you show up here? There is nothing in the capital.
Yet?"
Mo Jiakun sighed and glanced at Cong Yi'er. He seemed a little embarrassed. He paused and said reluctantly: "Why do you need to know so clearly? I guarantee that nothing will happen in the capital, and you guarantee that nothing will happen outside."
Wouldn't it be enough to fight? I was just unlucky. I encountered a little thing on the road. Fortunately, I met Miss Cong. Otherwise, I would have had to lie in the snow for a day and a night. Who knew that the capital city would be so cold this year.
"
Cong Yi'er smiled and recalled the scene when she saw Mo Jiakun. However, considering his face, Cong Yi'er suppressed her laughter and did not tell the situation at that time. In fact, it was a coincidence that she happened to be out and there was a guy in front of her.
He flew up high and then fell heavily to the ground. The incident happened suddenly. Even though Mo Jiakun was a martial arts master, he didn't realize that there was thick ice on the ground and he fell down. Because the wind and snow were particularly strong,
There was no one on the road, not even a carriage. She helped him find a place, but unexpectedly she turned here and met Sima Yixuan and the others.
In the capital, Cong Kehui and A'e came out of the palace and went to a villa in Cong Mansion. Cong Kehui has been living here. His father has been busy with official duties and has never been at home these days. His mother has been in a bad mood because of Xiai's incident.
He was not in good health, and his home was deserted, so he lived in Bieyuan. However, this A'e followed him all day long, making him miserable. He went to the Second Prince's Mansion to see Xiai, and she went to see Princess Rui.
As soon as they came out, the two bumped into each other again.
"Cong Kehui, what are you doing? Seeing me is like seeing a ghost, and am I so annoying to you?" A'e said a little unhappy. Cong Kehui's steps were so long that she had to trot to keep up.
He panted and said, "How can I displease you? After all, I am also the princess of Wumeng Kingdom. Can you please stop being so arrogant?"
Cong Kehui felt helpless, stopped and stared at A'e, and said, "It's really strange for you, why do you like me? What is so good about me that you are so entangled with me?"
A'e smiled and said happily: "I don't know, I just know that I am very happy when I am with you, and I am happy when I see you, so that's good. Hey, don't put on airs, okay? My sister should ask your brother-in-law to do it
For those who were stabbed, you still have to rely on me and my sister to discuss the matter and make it a trivial matter. Otherwise, your brother-in-law will not be able to get rid of the relationship. Even if Su Yahui is used as a scapegoat for him, Wumengguo
We will never end our relationship with the Daxing Dynasty!"
Cong Kehui sighed, opened the door and entered the yard. This garden was not big, but it was very clean. Cong Kehui only brought three slaves here to take care of all the food, clothing and daily necessities here. To be honest, staying here is not a good idea.
After the pressure of being in the Cong Mansion, he felt relaxed without having to look at his parents' faces. He could even sit down and read. Although he would not enter the officialdom, he could take care of the family business and live a leisurely life. Then he entered
In the room, "Sit down." He pointed to the chair, and a servant brought tea. "This is not the first time here. You can do whatever you want."
"Is Xiai okay?" A'ai looked more serious and asked worriedly, "Did you really give her the medicine? She wouldn't really take it, would she? However, if she really did,
It’s not a bad thing to be able to forget a lot of things that made her sad. But if she really doesn’t have so many memories, is there any point in her life?”
Cong Kehui sighed and said helplessly: "This is her choice. I can't influence her. Xiai is a calm woman. She considers things very carefully. She must have her reasons for doing this. If this can make her
If she is happy, just let her be, anyway, her current life cannot make her happy."
"I'm not sure she will take it." A'e was lost in thought for a while and said slowly, "Unless she has enough courage to forget Prince Xuan, she will not take the medicine."
"I really don't know what happened, why it suddenly became like this, it's like Xiai and Yi'er suddenly changed, and everything that happened to Yi'er happened again to Xi'ai.
"Cong Kehui frowned, "But Yier is not happy now. Since Prince Xuan left, every time I see her, I feel tired and sad."
A'e rolled her eyes, stared at Cong Kehui, and said with a smile: "Cong Kehui, can I discuss something with you?"
Cong Kehui was stunned, looked at A'e, and said uncertainly: "Your smile looks weird, what kind of idea do you have, I am a timid person and I don't get scared easily."
A'e smiled sweetly, looked at Cong Kehui, and whispered slowly: "Look, we have known each other for a long time. There is no third party or conflict between the two of us. Well, I am Wumengguo."
The princess is pretty. Although she is not as good as my sister, she won’t embarrass you, right? Moreover, my parents already know that I was obsessed with a guy named Cong Kehui in the Daxing Dynasty. You see
, how about you just marry me home?"
Cong Kehui was taking a sip of water from the tea cup. Before A'e could finish what he said, he was already choking on the tea and coughing. His face was red from holding it in. He pointed at A'e and didn't say a word for a long time.
, it took a long time before he stammered: "Hey, I, I said, cough, what's going on, you, cough, why did you recognize me?"
"How are you?" A'e still said sweetly, staring at Cong Kehui without blinking, and said kindly, "But if you don't agree, I will go back and tell my father that you have me."
Cheap, if you dare not marry me, I will ask my father to settle accounts with the Daxing Dynasty regarding my sister and this matter, and see how you deal with it—"
Cong Kehui looked at A'e stupidly and said slowly: "I think there's something wrong with my ears, or there's something wrong with your brain."
A'e sat next to Cong Kehui, her pretty face almost touching Cong Kehui's face, and her breath hit Cong Kehui's face warmly. Cong Kehui jumped up from the chair in fright, and said at a loss: "Yes, yes
, don’t scare me, I’ll just think about it.”
A'e smiled as brightly as a spring flower and said happily: "Okay, I will have someone notify my parents right now and ask them to prepare the most generous dowry for me and build you the best Cong Mansion. We will live our lives together."
How others want to live our own lives has nothing to do with us, right?"
Cong Kehui looked at A'e helplessly. This girl is really crazy. However, after staying here for a long time, this girl is not annoying at all, and her appearance is really not bad. Compared with Su Yahui, she is really a little bit smaller.
Even better, but he just couldn't figure it out, why did she fall in love with him?
After dinner, Gannan and Ganbei immediately took him to another tent to rest on the pretext of healing Mo Jiakun, leaving Cong Yi'er to stay in Sima Yixuan's room. Gannan said seriously: "Miss Cong, here
Compared with Prince Xuan's Mansion, the conditions are a bit rough, so you will feel a little aggrieved. There is also a place where we two brothers rest. We will take Brother Mo there, and you can rest here for the night. The prince has a lot of official business to deal with in the evening.
, Under normal circumstances, there is no rest, so you can rest in the prince's bed for the time being."
Cong Yi'er is not a fool. She naturally knows Gan Nan's thoughts. She is the future Princess Xuan. This arrangement is not excessive. She can't just go to other tents and huddle with the soldiers. What's more, this is not a barracks.
It's just that the place where Sima Yixuan directs the war is secret. And he made this arrangement because he definitely hoped that she and Sima Yixuan would have a chance to be alone together. Even if she was not satisfied with this arrangement, she could not object.
Seeing that Cong Yi'er didn't speak, Gan Nan smiled with satisfaction and said: "Your Majesty, we took Brother Mo over. It seems that he was seriously injured. The two subordinates should help him take care of it. If you have anything, please call the subordinates at any time.
Just the next call."
Sima Yixuan nodded and said nothing.
After Gannan, Ganbei and Mo Jiakun left, the tent immediately became quiet, except for the crackling of firewood in the fire. Sima Yixuan and Cong Yier sat by the fire, neither of them talking.
, no one knew how to speak, they all watched the fire burning upwards quietly.
The wind outside was blowing very hard, and when I heard it, I felt a chill. Sima Yixuan got up and closed the door of the tent carefully to prevent the wind from blowing in. He then added some firewood to the stove to make the fire stronger.
Some, looking at Cong Yi'er, hesitated and said: "It's still a little cold here. If you're tired, rest first. I'll take care of you. As long as the fire doesn't go out, it's better."
Cong Yi'er said nothing, staring at the fire in front of her. The flames made her cheeks red, and she could see her long eyelashes flashing. She didn't know what she was thinking.
Sima Yixuan poured a cup of tea and handed it to Cong Yi'er, pretending to be unintentional and asked: "Is Master Wuxin okay? Does she know you came out?"
Cong Yier took the tea, smelled the faint fragrance of tea, held it in her hands to keep warm, and said calmly: "My mother-in-law has gone back, she has some things to deal with."
"Do you live alone?" Sima Yixuan asked with concern, "The situation in the capital is not safe now. You have to be more careful. Do you still remember the maid who always took care of you? How about asking her to accompany you?"
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Cong Yi'er shook her head and said softly: "That's all, let's go and miss Prince Fanxuan."
Sima Yixuan paused and said, "Yier, you still refuse to forgive me?"
Cong Yi'er drank the tea in the cup and said calmly: "It's getting late and I'm a little tired. If you have anything to do, please go and get busy. I'll go and rest first."
Sima Yixuan fiddled with the firewood, and the flames flickered, as if this was the only thing he could do. Then he raised his head and said with a smile: "Okay, Mo Jiakun is a strong man. He is injured. You can help him."
He must have been working very hard along the way, so he should rest early. The bedding on the bed is all clean and has not been used by anyone except me occasionally covering it."
Cong Yi'er nodded and said nothing. After a brief wash, she lay down on the bed, facing inward, and slept quietly. Her black hair was scattered on the pillow, with a faint fragrance, and her exposed shoulders seemed light under her clothes.
Sima Yixuan's heart skipped a beat when he trembled slightly. He could guess that after lying down and facing Cong Yi'er, the grievances in his heart could subside a little. She must be crying.
Can you blame her? He cheated her death and made her sad and desperate, but then she found out that it was just a plan that was hidden from her. How could her heart not hurt?