I vaguely heard the sound of the two of them talking. I held my breath and listened carefully. In the sound of rain, I heard Sima Rong say sincerely: "Uncle, please let your nephew take Cong Yi'er away. She really
She is a very innocent girl. Everything is my nephew's fault. If my nephew hadn't been playful and sent her to Zuihua House, she wouldn't be in today's situation. My nephew thinks that Cong Yi'er is just a simple girl.
She is a woman with a straightforward personality and no scheming. It was her nephew who misunderstood her before, and it was all his fault. Uncle Emperor, you have always loved your nephew the most, please help your nephew this time."
Sima Yixuan stood up from the table, walked to the window, stood quietly, looked at the drizzle outside the window, was silent for a while, and said lightly: "When Cong Xiai comes back, how will you arrange the two sisters?"
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Sima Rong lowered his head, thought for a while, and then said: "Xi Ai is my nephew's childhood sweetheart, and it is impossible for my nephew to abandon her. Cong Yi'er is the one who has been married by his father. If he doesn't marry, it will be ruined if word spreads.
Congratulations to Cong Yier for her life. If her nephew marries her, he will treat her well and never let her suffer any injustice. What's more, they are sisters, and Xiai is a well-educated and reasonable woman, so she will never embarrass Cong Yier.
Son’s.”
Sima Yixuan smiled faintly, with a somewhat indifferent expression, and said: "Sima Rong, your personality is too indecisive. If you become the emperor of the Daxing Dynasty with this personality, you will one day be replaced by others. I have repeatedly said
I have said that between Cong Xiai and Cong Yier, you can only choose one, so why do you still have the best of both worlds?"
"Uncle Emperor," Sima Rong said with some difficulty, "please forgive my nephew's greed, but this is not a strange thing in the Daxing Dynasty. Even if you don't become the emperor, you can still have three wives and four concubines. Why do you have to let
Which one should my nephew choose? Even the first emperor of the Daxing Dynasty did not really have only one queen from beginning to end. Shortly after the queen's death, he made a new concubine and doted on Concubine He.
Your Majesty, and dote on her exclusively, do you believe that a man can only love one woman?"
Sima Yixuan said coldly: "Don't negotiate any terms with me! You can only choose one between the two of them. If you want to marry Cong Yier, you have to give up Cong Xiai. If you choose
Cong Xiai, you can no longer have any thoughts about Cong Yier in this life!"
"Uncle!" Sima Rong raised his voice slightly and said, "No matter how you say it, Cong Yi'er is also your nephew's fiancée. In terms of status, she is your descendant after all. How can you keep her in Prince Xuan's Mansion like this?
, if word gets out, how will Cong Yier get married in the future? The world will only hear that she was divorced by the second prince, and then lived in Prince Xuan's palace. How do you know that you have nothing to do with her? If the emperor is willing to marry Cong Yi'er,
For your own sake, let her go and let her go back to Prince Cong's Mansion, so you don't have to deal with this matter anymore."
Sima Yixuan smiled and said: "Sima Rong, don't teach me these principles. I have considered the consequences of everything I do. Cong Yi'er has been retained by me. If you really want to take her out, then
It depends on your ability!"
Sima Rong paused and said, "Are you still holding a grudge against Cong Mansion?"
Sima Yixuan did not say anything, looked out the window, slowly walked out of the room, reached the door, and picked up the cloak that was placed aside. The soft fur, plain color, had a warm luster under the candlelight. Sima Rong was a little puzzled.
, paused, and then walked out.
Cong Yier stood under the flowers. Even though there were lush flowers blocking her head, some fine raindrops would still fall on her body and face. Her thin clothes were dampened by the wind and rain, and she regretted coming out.
I was in a hurry and should have put on some clothes before I came out. However, I had no intention of meeting the uncle and nephew when I came out. Just as I was hesitating, I saw Sima Yixuan coming out, and I subconsciously tried to hide myself among the flowers.
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However, it seems that Sima Yixuan didn't see it. When Sima Yixuan was still some distance away from the flowers, he suddenly stopped and just turned around and said lightly: "Sima Rong, it's late at night, and we still have to talk to each other.
Will this king discuss this issue?"
Only then did Cong Yier realize that Sima Rong had also come out. She was a little hesitant about whether to go out to avoid being discovered by the two of them, which was inappropriate. However, she suddenly felt a warmth on her shoulders, as if the wind and rain had suddenly stopped, and she was slightly startled.
, only to find that the candlelight in Sima Yixuan's room suddenly went out, and the light suddenly dimmed, but she was wearing a warm plain cloak with soft fur, and this suddenly dimmed
In the light coming down, Sima Rong couldn't see her even though she was wearing this light-colored cloak.
I heard Sima Rong say: "Uncle Emperor, please let Cong Yi'er go."
Sima Yixuan smiled coldly and said: "Sima Rong, Cong Yi'er is as simple as water, do you think she can survive in the palace?"
Sima Rong was stunned for a moment, without saying anything else. He raised his legs and walked out. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and said, "Uncle, no matter what method is used, my nephew will definitely take Cong Yi'er away."
"I will wait patiently." Sima Yixuan said calmly.
After Sima Rong left, Cong Yi'er walked out of the flowers and said with a smile: "Thank you for the cloak. It's indeed a bit chilly."
Sima Yixuan smiled gently and said: "I didn't sleep so late, and I didn't know to bring thicker clothes when I came out. Although it's almost summer, the temperature will still be lower as long as it rains."
Cong Yier smiled and said: "Thank you, I just couldn't sleep, so I went out to walk around. I accidentally saw the light on here. I was a little curious, so I came over to take a look. You two uncles and nephews were chatting. No.
Listen carefully to a few words."
"How long has it been since you last seen your sister Cong Xiai?" Sima Yixuan asked calmly.
Cong Yi'er was stunned and thought to herself: He would never ask me about Cong Xi'ai, would he? If he did, he would definitely be exposed. He would not have to explain to this person that he was not Cong Yi'er, but
Is she Su Lianrong from modern times?
"Why don't you speak?" Sima Yixuan asked gently.
"I'm thinking about how to say it." Cong Yi'er smiled, feeling a little uneasy, but still maintaining a calm expression on her face, "because I don't know how to talk about my beautiful and outstanding sister."
Sima Yixuan said softly: "Cong Yi'er, remember my words, maybe you can be a sister with Cong Xiai, but you must not share anyone and anything with her. If she is in the palace, if she marries Sima Rong, you
Don’t ever take any chances that you can marry Sima Rong again.”
"What if I marry him first?" Cong Yi'er said with a smile, "What if I can't tolerate her? It's impossible for me, Cong Yi'er, to do everything for others."
Sima Yixuan couldn't help but smile and said: "Cong Yi'er, I really want to try my best to keep you. You give me a fresh feeling every moment. I really misjudged you before."
Sima Rong had just entered the Second Prince's Mansion when Li Shan hurriedly greeted him and said with an uneasy expression: "Master, where have you been? It's so late, I'm really scared to death."
Sima Rong said angrily: "Where else can I go? It's so troublesome!"
"Master, Mrs. Cong came here just now." Li Shan said hesitantly, "Until now, Prince Cong's Mansion still doesn't know about Miss Cong's stay in Prince Xuan's Mansion. This is normal, considering the relationship between Prince Xuan's Mansion and Prince Cong's Mansion.
Even if Prince Cong wanted to risk his life, he would not know that Miss Cong went to Prince Xuan's place. However, Mrs. Cong said that Miss Cong's sister will come back from Wumeng Kingdom tomorrow. She heard that she missed her parents and came back to stay there.
day."
"Xi Ai is back?" Sima Rong said with a smile, "This is rare good news. Don't tell her about Cong Yi'er for the time being, lest she worry. If you come back tomorrow, I will go to Prince Cong's Mansion to meet you in person.
It would be nice to see her."
Li Shan breathed a sigh of relief and guessed in his mind that Cong Xiai's return should be a joyful thing. With Cong Xiai back, Cong Yi'er's affairs could be put aside for the time being, because Cong Yi'er provoking Prince Xuan was really a big deal for him.
This is a frightening thing for a slave.
In the early morning, the rain outside the window was still falling, not impatiently, not impatiently, but very patiently.
Cong Yier woke up early, but didn't think about it. She just stayed in bed, enjoying the relaxation brought by the sound of rain. To be honest, she liked this Daxing Dynasty that was inexplicable to her, and even had some vague thoughts about wanting to stay longer.
Days. Regardless of whether she is the reincarnation of the soul.
"Girl," a girl's voice sounded softly outside, "are you awake?"
The door was pushed open from the outside, and the servant of Prince Xuan's Mansion walked in softly. A very neat little girl, young, with a clean and gentle face. Cong Yi'er looked at her with a smile and thought to herself,
This Sima Yixuan has really good eyesight. Everyone in the mansion, not only Sima Yixuan himself is handsome and handsome, but also the guards and slaves in the mansion, all of them are pretty and very pleasing to the eye.
After waiting for Cong Yi'er to get up, Cong Yi'er washed up and saw that the slave had brought a light blue dress. The color was so light that it was almost imperceptible, but it was clear and blue, as pure as water. She couldn't help but be a little surprised,
Just thinking that this place is from ancient times, I conclude that it is not as developed as modern times. However, even in modern times, such fine and outstanding fabrics cannot be found. "The color of this cloth is really beautiful. Is it a gift for me?"
"Yes, the prince personally selected it for you. This is a rare item in the palace. The prince said that you are the most suitable match for the girl." The servant said with a smile, "The prince also personally selected a jade hairpin, which goes well with this.
This is a piece of clothing, I don’t know if you like it, girl.”