At night, in Prince Rong's Mansion, the loneliness made people feel scared. Sima Rong's despair could not be expressed anywhere. No matter how Cong Yi'er treated him or rejected him, he could not hate her and annoy her. He only felt that it was something wrong with him.
I didn't cherish her properly, but I felt very desperate in my heart. When I thought of Cong Yi'er's rejection, I felt that this life was no longer interesting.
"Li Shan, go and invite Cong Xiai here, and tell her that I have something to talk to her about." Sima Rong frowned and said, "Let someone prepare some food and wine. I want to have a drink with her."
One cup.”
Li Shan was stunned. This was the first time that Sima Rong wanted to invite Cong Xiai here. He hesitated and left in a hurry. As soon as he went out, less than ten meters away, he saw Su Yahui walking towards this side holding an umbrella.
The slave held the tightly wrapped little princess. He paused, then immediately came forward and said softly: "Concubine Hui, this slave is polite. Are you going to visit the prince?"
"Yes." Su Yahui knew that Li Shan was a celebrity in front of Sima Rong. She had always been polite and said gently, "Tonight, Minghui kept crying because she missed her father, so she hugged her specially.
Let her see her father so that she can sleep peacefully. Is your lord here?"
"Yes." Li Shan smiled and lowered his head, thinking about how to explain it. He was afraid that Sima Rong didn't want to see her now, but he didn't want to offend her. "It's just that the prince is busy at the moment, so maybe
Maybe it has something to do with Miss Cong. He asked his servant to invite Concubine Ai to come over, saying that he had some things to talk to Concubine Ai. So, at this time, I’m afraid it’s not appropriate for you to take the little princess there. What do you think?
?”
Su Yahui was stunned and blurted out: "It's so late, how can the prince still-"
"Concubine Hui, I'm in a hurry to invite Concubine Ai to come over." Li Shan said boldly, not letting Su Yahui continue, for fear that she would be unable to hold back her words for a moment and say something that would kill her. If she dared to say anything,
If you are disrespectful to Miss Cong, Prince Rong will never be lenient. "You still have to go back and talk to the prince. I don't dare to delay any more. Let's go ahead. If you want to see the prince, you can go directly. Liu He is here and he will inform you."
of."
Su Yahui pursed her lips slightly, turned around and said to the slave who was following her: "I heard that Minghui didn't cry for a long time. I'm afraid she fell asleep. Take her back with you."
Li Shan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Su Yahui was not a nosy person. If he had met those ignorant women behind him, he would have rushed in long ago. Watching Su Yahui leave, Li Shan hurried to Cong
Where Xiai lives.
Cong Xiai was sitting alone at the table, casually reading a chess book, facing a pair of broken chess pieces. Ever since she first met Sima Yixuan, she had seen him sitting alone at the table and reading idly.
As soon as she started playing Canqi, she fell in love with this way of killing time. Especially when she was lonely, facing Canqi was a rare peace of mind.
"Ai Fei." Li Shan smiled. It was strange that the woman in front of her always made her feel vaguely concerned. She couldn't explain why. Her aura was even more awe-inspiring than Sima Rong, "Your Highness.
Please come over and say that there is something I want to talk to you about."
Cong Xiai was stunned for a moment, hesitated, and said softly: "Okay, tell the prince and I'll be there right away."
After seeing off Li Shan, Cong Xiai sat at the table in a daze for a while. She got up, changed her clothes, and rushed to where Sima Rong lived. She felt uneasy along the way. She didn't know what Sima Rong wanted to do with her. However, there was one thing.
What is certain is that it must have something to do with Yi'er. Isn't he still giving up? Can't he see that the love in the eyes of Sima Yixuan and Cong Yi'er is still too strong to be dissolved?
"Sit down." Sima Rong looked at Cong Xiai who walked in. She was wearing a light yellow dress with fluffy fine hair on her collar. She looked very warm. She had lost a lot of weight and was a little haggard.
She was obviously much older than when she first entered the palace, and even had thin and shallow lines on her eyebrows. Seeing Cong Xiai sitting down in front of him, Sima Rong suddenly felt sad, not all because of Cong Xiai's current situation.
The situation is sad, but I feel sad for myself. "You have lost a lot of weight."
Cong Xiai was a little surprised and said softly: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am just a little tired these days. She will be fine after a while."
"It's been a long time since we sat down and talked properly, right?" Sima Rong drank a glass of wine and asked slowly, looking a little confused, "Once upon a time, I once regarded you as the woman I must marry in this life, but I didn't expect that
Now we are strangers to each other. We still have more than half of our lives to go, so we might as well talk about some things."
Cong Xiai's heart trembled. Although she had never seriously loved the man in front of her, after getting along for a long time, she got used to it, and gradually began to feel care and concern in her heart. Maybe she would just accept her fate after getting married.
, no matter how much you love Sima Yixuan, there will be no results, but the man in front of you is the one you want to stay with for the rest of your life, so your heart drops for the first time. "Please tell me."
"Cong Xiai, have you ever liked me?" Sima Rong drank wine and said calmly, "I want the truth, and I don't want you to use words to prevaricate me."
Cong Xiai was stunned, looking at the food and wine on the table in front of her, her heart was ups and downs, and after thinking for a long time, she slowly said: "If you want to hear the truth, I can only say that so far, I don't know that I
Who do you like?"
Sima Rong seemed a little surprised by this answer. He was stunned for a moment and said: "Isn't the current emperor the one you like the most in your heart? You can tell me directly that you have never really liked me. At least I still don't like him."
It will feel like you are real.”
"Your Majesty," Cong Xiai said softly, "I am a woman, and women accept their fate. Maybe before marrying you, I still had some thoughts and unwillingness in my heart. Now, I don't want to think about it anymore. I just want to
I want to live this life peacefully, even if I still have hope in my heart, it is just a tear that suddenly wakes up at midnight. Why does the prince say so."
Sima Rong continued to drink and didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he suddenly said: "Yi'er asked me to cherish you. She feels sorry for you. But, Cong Xiai, I really don't hate you that much now, at least more than I do."
There was a lot less in the past, but it was absolutely impossible to love you. Yi'er made a request to the emperor that there could only be one Princess Rong in Prince Rong's palace, and that was you. She couldn't have other wives or concubines. What do you think?
?”
Cong Xiai said nothing, she didn't know how to answer.
"I don't want to be sad, but I don't want to spend any time trying to accept you, so I thought of a way. I allow you to stay with me for one night. If you are lucky enough to have flesh and blood today, and it's a man.
Ding, you can sit firmly in the position of Princess Rong. I will promise the world that you will be my only princess and make you a glorious life. However, if you fail to do so, I will still recognize you.
Princess status, but one day, you will be replaced by Su Yahui or another woman. I must have flesh and blood. Therefore, any woman who can add a male to me, I will let her sit firmly.
What do you think of this princess' position?" Sima Rong said indifferently, still drinking.
Cong Xiai looked at Sima Rong in surprise. Seeing the sadness in his eyes, she lowered her head and was at a loss. She is a smart and calm woman, but at this moment, she also lost her sense of proportion. What should she do? This
The man is her husband-in-law, the person she wants to accompany her for the rest of her life. The conditions he proposed are so harsh. Can she get her wish if she sleeps with him tonight?
"You can have a good drink with me. Maybe I will be happy after drinking, and I can do what you want." Sima Rong smiled indifferently, but there was no joy on his face, "If you can conceive me tonight,
The king’s child, I will fulfill my promise.”
Cong Xiai still lowered her head and said nothing. Maybe she should get up and leave, maybe she should meekly agree, but her body was stiff and she couldn't do anything except sit quietly.
The snow fell quietly all night, and there was a thick layer on the ground. The pale space between heaven and earth was really clean. Su Yahui stayed up all night, looking at the snow outside the window with a sad look on her face. What method did Cong Xiai use?
, she actually stayed in Sima Rong's room all night and still hasn't come out yet? She felt extremely sad, unspeakably sad, and wanted to cry but couldn't.
"Princess, please take a rest. You have been standing all night." The slave said softly.
"Is Minghui awake?" Su Yahui asked tiredly.
The slave girl shook her head and said softly: "Not yet, I'm sleeping soundly."
Su Yahui nodded. She suddenly felt exhausted. She just wanted to close her eyes and lie on the bed without thinking about anything and fall asleep immediately. "I'm a little tired and want to take a rest. If nothing happens, don't disturb me."
The slave girl nodded and suddenly saw Cong Xiai passing by her sight, with a sad expression on her face. She seemed very sad. "Princess, it's Concubine Ai. She seems to have just come out of the prince's room. She really has a way.
However, with the help of her sister, Miss Cong, the prince will definitely not be as indifferent as before, so the master must be more careful."
Su Yahui walked quickly to the window, and Cong Xiai just left a silhouette for her. That silhouette looked so lonely and helpless. For some reason, she suddenly felt that both Cong Xiai and herself were so pitiful and pathetic.
She didn't understand that even if Cong Xiai spent the night with Sima Rong tonight, it wouldn't be because Sima Rong loved her so much, because Sima Rong only had Cong Yi'er in her heart and there would be no one else. How could she forget that every time in her sleep?
Every time he wakes up, he will hear Sima Rong's gentle voice gently calling Cong Yi'er's name. In his heart, any woman is just a body, and Cong Yi'er is the only woman he cares about!
With a long sigh, Su Yahui quietly retracted her body and said softly: "I'm really tired. The snow is falling so well. It seems like nothing exists between heaven and earth. I'm going to take a rest.
Have a good sleep. It would be great if you could forget everything when you wake up!"
"Master -" The slave is a little sad. She has been with Su Yahui for some time. All in all, Su Yahui is a good master, and after following her, she always hopes that she can be better. If she becomes the one that the prince cares about most,
Princess, you will also get some benefits, "You can't think like this, you have to find a way to give birth to a little prince."
Su Yahui smiled bitterly and lay face forward on the bed. That's all. She didn't want to think about it anymore at this moment. Let everything be up to God. How could she have so many abilities to control Sima Rong? Let's forget it. At this moment, she just wanted to sleep.
Wake up again. "Close the window and stop caring about other people's rights and wrongs. I'm tired and want to sleep. Don't let anyone disturb me."
The slave didn't say a word and quietly closed the window. Outside, except for a string of footprints on the snow, there was nothing left. Snowflakes were falling one after another, and the whole day was lonely and quiet.