It was already past noon when Zhao Pei woke up, her eyes were so swollen that she couldn't open them. She wanted to call for help, but her throat was so dry that she couldn't utter a word.
There was no one in the house, and it was quiet outside. It seemed that it had been abandoned.
She tried to recall what happened before she fell asleep, and it seemed that she heard a child crying. Yes, her child! She didn't know whether the child was safe or not, or whether it was a boy or a girl.
But there was no one. Zhao Pei tried to open her eyes wide to look for it, and finally found the medicine bowl on the small table beside the couch, and threw it down with force. There was a sound of shattering, and soon Ruhua pushed the door open in a panic.
Zhao Pei held up his eyelids to look at her and smiled bleakly. Ruhua looked into her eyes for a while and suddenly howled, "The princess is awake. Someone, someone, someone." Then he hurried out again, forgetting her again.
After a while, she heard hurried footsteps. Then the curtains flew up, and suddenly many people appeared in front of her. They blocked all the sunlight, leaving her with only a dark shadow.
Some were taking her pulse, some were pouring tea, and some were chattering. The noise was exactly the same as before she fell asleep, and she felt annoyed and angry.
Fortunately, Shui Niang shouted: "Be quiet! Everyone, get out! Ruhua, get out! If you make any more noise, I'll fine you your monthly salary!" Then, everything really quieted down. After the sound of footsteps, there were whispers. Zhao Pei's mind was fuzzy and he didn't listen carefully. After brewing for a long time, he uttered two words: "Child..."
Shui Niang helped her sit up and fed her some water, saying softly, "Don't worry, Princess. The young master is fine. Would you like to take a look?"
Zhao Pei nodded and said, "A boy?"
"Yeah." Someone was wiping her face and body with a warm and wet towel. "He's a handsome young man."
"That's great, Zhen'er has been saying that she wants a younger brother." Zhao Pei smiled faintly and then opened her eyes. She saw the wet nurse coming over with a smile, holding a baby steadily in her arms. Shui Niang took it and came to Zhao Pei's side and smiled: "Princess, look, this eyebrow, this mouth is so much like you. This nose and face shape are like the prince..." Shui Niang kept on talking and pointing.
The child was sleeping peacefully, his face was clean and white, and his face was pink and tender. Zhao Pei smiled softly, and gently stroked his cheek with her hand. After looking at him for a long time, she frowned and said softly, "Why is this child so small? Zhen'er is much older than him."
Shui Niang said helplessly: "The little boy is a premature baby, so he is naturally weak, but it doesn't matter. If you take good care of him for a few months, he will be as lively and active as you are."
Zhao Pei felt relieved after hearing this. She wanted to say something else but heard Shui Niang shout, "Your Majesty."
Zhao Pei looked up and met Xiao Yi's deep gaze. His eyes were dark and bright, but without any ups and downs, extremely calm. He stood at the door for a long time, and now walked slowly towards her: "Are you awake?"
She couldn't hear any concern in his words, he just stated a fact calmly. Zhao Pei was stunned for a moment, this... wasn't his expression and attitude. She expected him to be happy and joyful, and his words should be tender and gentle. But now it didn't matter to her.
Zhao Pei nodded and took the child from Shui Niang's arms. Shui Niang tactfully withdrew, and they were the only two in the room. One was sitting, the other was standing, one had a gloomy face, the other had a wooden expression.
Xiao Yi sat down beside the couch and looked at her silently. Zhao Pei lowered her eyes and stared at the baby in her arms, with infinite tenderness in her eyes and sadness on her face that could not be concealed. Her messy black hair was scattered all over her body, which made her skin look even paler. "Thank you for your hard work. This is my first son." Xiao Yi said, with a smile on his lips.
Zhao Pei tilted her head and reached out her hand to stroke his eyebrows, but the child did not cry and was surprisingly quiet.
"Qi Fu, what name should we give our child?" She then looked up at him and smiled softly.
His gaze passed through the smile and went straight into the deep sadness.
Xiao Yi also smiled, stared at her and said, "He should be from the Fang generation, so how about calling him Fang Qian?"
Zhao Pei thought for a moment, then suddenly looked up at him: "Fang Qian... is not very well."
Xiao Yi thought for a moment and then said, "What about 'Fang You'?"
"Why not call it 'Fangdeng'?" Zhao Pei followed without thinking, and when she came to her senses, she lowered her head and stared at the baby in her arms with a mixture of expectation and anxiety.
Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly darkened after hearing this, and the dark waves in the dark color surged and surged, as if to swallow everything. He clenched his hands tightly into fists in his wide sleeves, and after a long silence, he slowly relaxed. Zhao Pei knew that she was abrupt, but she did not regret saying this word.
"As long as Pepe likes it." After a long time, Xiao Yi's low voice came, with forbearance and emotions that Zhao Pei could not guess and was unwilling to guess.
She only heard the word "OK". "Thank you." Zhao Pei smiled at him. Before she noticed the coldness in Xiao Yi's eyes, she put her hands behind her back and touched the baby's nose and murmured, "From now on, your name is Fang Deng. Xiao Fang Deng."
Xiao Yi stared at her silently, staring at the smile on her lips that had faded before it even blossomed. At this moment, he really wanted to ask her why. Who was she waiting for
However, he didn't ask it so abruptly. He thought the answer was self-evident, wasn't it? Wait... I miss you, but I can never wait for you even if I spend my whole life waiting for you.
And this time, it will be my last time to indulge you.
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Do you know? The Crown Prince has passed away." After Fangdeng was taken away by the wet nurse, Xiao Yi suddenly asked her this.
Zhao Pei calmed down, and the hint of Xiao Yi on her lips gradually disappeared. She nodded with difficulty: "I know."
"What exactly happened?" Xiao Yi continued to ask her. The sunlight shone through the locked window lattice on his face, hiding those expressions.
Zhao Pei was struggling in her heart. She didn't want to recall everything before. At that time, she stood on the shore, watching him move away from her little by little, blending into the beautiful and enchanting lotus. He always had such a faint smile on his lips, and his clothes fluttered like he was in countless dreams. However, he could no longer see the nightingale and the breeze. At that time, she just stood there blankly, forgetting to shout, forgetting to find someone to come... ..
It's all her fault.
"I..." Zhao Pei opened her mouth, but was unable to express the pain: "I, I can't explain. There will be an explanation to be told to the world." The look she gave was full of pleading and sadness.
Xiao Yi stared at her silently for a long time, then stood up with a smile. "Okay, you should rest early. I'll leave first." Without waiting for her to answer, he turned and left. The footsteps became farther and farther away, and after a mess of pearls and jades colliding, no more sound could be heard. His figure was blurred, and he looked particularly lost and angry. (To be continued)