Cong Kehui said coldly: "Cong Yi'er, you are becoming more and more like your mother, and this will harm you!"
Cong Yier lowered her head and said softly: "Just like before, living in a muddle? Living with such no dignity? Cong Kehui, if you are willing to let me go, maybe everything will be fine."
"What do you mean?" Cong Kehui asked trying to maintain his composure.
Cong Yi'er sighed softly and said slowly: "That night, I was actually drugged, right? You have been using drugs to control me, right? Otherwise, no matter how arrogant Cong Yi'er is,
How could it be so unbearable!"
Cong Kehui looked at Cong Yier blankly.
Cong Yi'er looked at Cong Kehui quietly, thinking about some words found in Cong Yi'er's old things. A casual note was accidentally kept in an old clothes, "I know that this water is poisonous, but I can't help it."
Don't drink. In order to survive, Yi'er has to do this. I hope Jiuquanxia's parents will forgive her." She is not Cong Yi'er, but because her soul falls in Cong Yi'er's body, she can understand Cong Yi'er's thoughts. Cong Yi'er
, she is definitely not unbearable in the eyes of everyone, she is like this just to be able to survive, and the reason for living is just because she really loves Sima Rong.
"What are you talking nonsense about?" Cong Kehui became angry and stared at Cong Yi'er, with panic in his eyes. How did she know? That tea is completely odorless and tasteless, but it can make people crazy and do some ridiculous things!
Cong Yi'er sighed softly in her heart and said to herself: "Su Lianrong is a doctor, these things cannot be hidden from me, even though I am Cong Yi'er at this time." However, she did not say it out loud, she is now Cong Yi'er.
Yi'er, her soul fell into Cong Yi'er's body. Regardless of whether she was a passerby or not, she deeply felt Cong Yi'er's joys and sorrows!
Cong Kehui was a little embarrassed and said angrily, "It must be that Xiaoqing who is talking nonsense there. We really need to clean it up!"
"Xiaoqing?" Cong Yi'er smiled faintly and said softly, "Forget it, it would be good if she could say a few more words. Is there anyone around me who can say a few words to me?"
Cong Kehui didn't know what to say, he could only look at Cong Yi'er sitting on the swing, her light pink clothes dazzling in the sun, making it impossible to look closely at her.
Cong Yi'er swings the swing higher again, feeling the wind blowing on her face, along with the fragrance of flowers and loneliness. The higher the swing swings, the light pink color becomes more and more unreal, Cong Yi'er will feel the loneliness willfully
Let the wind hide all the emotions. After she left, maybe Su Lianrong's story would continue, but Cong Yi'er would disappear and cease to exist. She couldn't let go.
"Miss, Miss." Xiaoqing's voice came from far away. When she saw Cong Kehui, Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment. She immediately stopped, lowered her head, and her voice became softer. She looked at the people swinging on the swing.
Cong Yi'er was wandering around and said, "Miss, madam, please come over."
Cong Yier stopped the swing and said, "Okay, I'll go over there right away. I don't know what you want to do with me. Cong Kehui, do you think it's a good thing or a bad thing?"
Cong Kehui looked at Cong Yi'er with some surprise and blurted out: "Cong Yi'er, you'd better not be so smart. It's better to be as confused as before. That way, at least you can live safer." After saying this, he was stunned again.
I paused for a moment, not knowing what I said.
Cong Yi'er smiled softly and followed Xiao Qing out of the back garden. Cong Kehui stared at the swing that was still gently swaying. Here, because Cong Yi'er had been there, there was an indescribable smell, a faint
Yes, there is a feeling of pity. Cong Yi'er is actually pitiful. Her mother has been deliberately doting on her, but she has drugged her in the tea she drinks every day. He knows this.
"Miss, the second prince is here." Xiao Qing said softly, "I was talking to the madam in the front hall. From what they said, it seemed that the emperor finally agreed to the second prince's request, allowed you to marry into the palace, and prepared an edict.
The world is ready for you to get married."
Cong Yier was stunned for a moment and said nothing.
"Miss, this is a good opportunity for you to leave Prince Cong's Mansion. The Second Prince, in my opinion, is very considerate of you. If you can seize it well, maybe you won't have to be looked down upon by others from now on."
Qing said softly.
"Xiaoqing, did it rain heavily that night?" Cong Yi'er said softly, as if everything was in front of her eyes, and she clearly saw what happened at that time, "There was a thunder, and I was so scared that I dropped my hand.
Cup, the tea I drink every night fell on the ground? I said I wanted to see the second prince, so I ran out in the rain and was chased back by Cong Kehui. Then, when I woke up, I decided to regret the marriage? "
Xiaoqing didn't say anything. After a long time, she said hesitantly: "Miss, if you are more confused, you may be able to live a better life."
"Since my parents passed away, I, Cong Yi'er, have never been cherished by anyone." Cong Yi'er said lightly.
Cong Yi'er walked quietly on the road. Under the sun, her face showed a lot of loneliness. When she came back and saw Cong Yi'er's old things, she actually saw a lot of helplessness and helplessness, fear and sadness. Cong Yi'er
, her arrogance concealed how much sadness and hesitation she had. She loved Sima Rong deeply, but her love was as low as dust. She was looked down upon by others, so low that even her own dignity was trampled under their feet.
Walking into the front hall, Sima Rong saw Cong Yi'er at first sight, and immediately stood up with a smile, walked forward with a smile, and said gently: "I think it's best to hide you well in the palace, that way,
No one will hurt you, so Xiai can rest assured and take good care of her health."
"You said you wouldn't force me." Cong Yi'er looked at Sima Rong quietly and said softly, "You can't regret your promise so soon."
"Yi'er?" Sima Rong turned around and waved to Mrs. Cong, "Mrs. Cong, please go down first. I have something to talk to Yi'er."
Mrs. Cong glanced at Cong Yi'er, hesitated for a moment, and then backed out gently.
"Yi'er, I said that I must agree with you before I marry you. However, now that things have changed and you are staying in Cong Mansion, I am still worried about you. I am afraid that you will simply be - be hurt by others." Sima Rong
She looked at Cong Yi'er quietly, hesitated, and said softly, "To be honest, I'm worried that you won't be able to match Uncle Huang's charm and will fall in love with him, and Uncle Huang is not a man who will stop for a woman.
If you are moved, you will only end up with a sad ending. The day I sent you back, your sister Xiai told me that she hoped that I could marry you first and protect you, and then marry her. At that time,
I'm not particularly worried yet. But when my father told me that my uncle seemed to want to marry you, I became worried, so I must marry you immediately to feel at ease."
"Do you really love Yi'er?" Cong Yi'er looked at Sima Rong quietly, as if the old Cong Yi'er was resurrected in her body, hiding the exhaustion, helplessness and suspicion all over her body, "Cong Yi'er
I have fallen in love with you since the first time I saw you. However, you have been stupid until now. Have you ever paid attention to Cong Yi'er? It was only when Yi'er refused to marry you that you noticed Yi'er's existence.
, did you marry Yi'er for self-esteem or because you really wanted to be good to Yi'er? Can you tell the answer? "
Sima Rong was stunned, paused, approached Cong Yi'er, and reached out to hold her shoulders. Cong Yi'er subconsciously took a step back and looked at Sima Rong quietly, her eyes as clear as spring water, and she couldn't let go.
A grain of sand.
"Yi'er, I want to apologize for what happened before. I was too neglectful of you and didn't treat you fairly. But this time, I really want to marry you. From that side, I met you in the palace.
, I pushed you into the lotus pond, and your eyes instantly moved me. From that moment on, my heart was filled with your images and I couldn’t put them down.”
Cong Yi'er took a step back again, looked at Sima Rong, and said nothing.
"Perhaps because of this, I am afraid that you have been poisoned by the emperor's uncle. I know how powerful the emperor's uncle is. He is the idol in the hearts of countless women, but he has never really been moved by any woman, no matter how.
Women, you don’t know, the emperor may have more women around him than you have ever seen.” Sima Rong’s tone was a little hasty and said, “If I don’t care about you, it doesn’t matter whether you are my Sima Rong’s fiancée or not.
, I don’t mind what happens to you and the emperor’s uncle. If I don’t put you in my heart, even if you follow the emperor’s uncle at this time, I will be happy and relaxed. But now, when I think about the possibility that the emperor’s uncle also likes you, maybe you
I also like the emperor's uncle a little bit, but my heart is full of resentment. Now I just want to bring you into the palace and keep a close eye on you, so I can feel relieved."
Cong Yi'er said softly: "Sima Rong, I can't let anyone go in my heart. I don't want to like anyone. Whether it's you or Sima Yixuan, I don't want to like you. It's too hard to like you. I don't want to work hard. Sima Rong,
After all, you are Cong Xiai’s person, and the one you want to marry should also be Cong Xiai. How can a man let go of two women in his heart, especially when Xiai and I are sisters? Do you think we can completely
Can we get along with each other without any grudges?"
Sima Rong sighed softly and said: "Yi'er, don't let me choose. You and Xiai are equally important in my heart now. It would be heartbreaking for me to give up whoever I am. He and Xiai have been together since childhood.
Now my childhood sweetheart, but you, my heart fell in love for a moment. This is completely different, I can't choose."
Cong Yi'er shook her head and said softly: "If you marry her, you have to give up me. If you marry me, you have to give up her. This is Yi'er's request. If you can't agree, don't force Yi'er. Yi'er
I will never marry. If I were to marry, I would rather marry a man who only cares about a woman."
"Yi'er," Sima Rong shook his head in embarrassment and said softly, "Don't be willful anymore. What you are facing is the royal family of the Daxing Dynasty. If your father makes a decree, you have to marry whether you want to or not.
If you resist the order, even if you are favored again, you will still lose your life, and harm hundreds of people in the Cong family, and even your aunt."
Cong Yier stared at Sima Rong and asked softly but clearly: "Are you serious!"
"Yes." Sima Rong nodded gently but without hesitation and said, "Yier, this is something that cannot be changed. You must marry me and become the second princess."
"If that's the case, Sima Rong, even if you marry me, I will hate you forever." Cong Yi'er said softly, "You ask Yi'er like this, and even if Yi'er loves you, she will marry you wrongly."