"You want to leave, aren't you a palace maid? Why are you leaving?"
Bei Niyuan suddenly panicked. Looking at the little girl in front of him, he felt as if he was in a dream.
Yun Tingruo chuckled softly in the grass, invisible in the wind: "Today is the last time we meet."
Bei Niyuan's scars cannot be eliminated with just a little beauty cream. If acupuncture is added, the effect will be even better.
But she will leave the palace tomorrow.
Meeting him in the palace was just a passerby in life.
"Yun Tingruo, where are you going?"
Bei Niyuan called her name for the first time, his voice a little panicked.
"Go home." Yun Tingruo smiled. The home in her heart was a big mansion, not the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Home." Bei Niyuan spat out one word in a daze.
There was sarcasm on his face: "Everyone has a family, why doesn't this prince have a family?"
His eyes looked towards the blue sky, as if he wanted to see his country.
"As long as you have it in your heart." Yun Tingruohong's voice was very soft, very indifferent, but also very cold.
Why did I find some resonance here in Beiniyuan
It turns out that his past and her past are very similar.
One was loved by thousands and fell into the mortal world, and the other was walked on the tip of a knife.
They all have a bit of experience.
We all have dark ages.
"The moment he abandoned me, it was gone."
Bei Niyuan smiled coldly. His childhood memories were stained with darkness and desolation, and he could no longer feel the sunshine that he once had...
The scars on his face were not only on his face, they were also closest to his heart.
Bei Niyuan's body trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly, and his eyes were full of hatred.
He will never forget.
Yun Tingruo saw that his eyes were like wild animals, and knew that this boy had too much hatred and could not forget him.
If this continues, hatred will blind him.
Let him make a lot of wrong choices.
"Don't you feel too tired if you hate someone?"
The light voice made Bei Niyuan's impetuous heart waver.
"Why am I tired? If I don't hate it, what reason do I have to live?"
Bei Niyuan's heart at such a young age has already gone through thousands of years of hardships.
He pointed at his scars and sneered: "Do you know who gave me the scars on my face? It's my father, my most beloved father before."
He would never forget that scene. His father held his head and pressed his face against the burnt pillar.
The pungent smell and stinging feeling are beyond words.
"If you continue to complain, it will be the end of death. Bei Niyuan, if you still want to return to the North, become stronger."
Yun Tingruo saw that his mood was much better than before and couldn't help but dissuade him.
She thought there was only such a cruel father as Yun Baili in the world.
The original owner of this body was treated so coldly.
But I didn't expect that there would be a more cruel father.
In this world, could there really be such a cruel and unfeeling father!
However, she talked a lot about Bei Niyuan, but it was not as good as his own.
"Powerful." Bei Niyuan raised his eyes, looked straight into Yun Tingruo's black eyes, and twitched the corners of his lips.
Only by becoming stronger can you take revenge!
Be strong so you won't be bullied.
Only strong!
"If God wants to kill me, I will kill God. If God wants to stop me, I will kill God. No one can stop me."
Yun Tingruo's eyes were extremely determined.
Hearing this, Bei Niyuan was shocked, and a look of confusion suddenly flashed across his face. He looked at Yun Tingruo with surprise, but saw a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.
In my heart, I was suddenly shocked.
God wants to kill me!
I will kill God!
God wants to stop me!
I will kill God!
What arrogant words, what an arrogant tone.
But it made Bei Niyuan's blood boil.
Yes, why should he fend for himself, why should he degenerate
He wants to go back alive, he wants great power, and wants those people to kneel down and tremble at his feet!
He wants to be a sharp sword that will never leave any room to pierce the heart of that ruthless man.
Avenge him, avenge his mother...
Therefore, he cannot continue to complain.
He wants to become stronger.
"I really don't understand how you, a little girl, can have such a loud tone and such a strong belief."
Bei Niyuan was now full of curiosity about Yun Tingruo, and his eyes were full of unexplainable waves.
But the tone was filled with appreciation.
"Because I was just like you."
Yun Tingruo slowly stared, and her endless soft voice floated deep in the grass, with a faint air of coldness.
Bei Niyuan was stunned on the spot, his eyes widening.
He stared at the distant figure for a moment.
There was only one voice left in the air: "Goodbye Beiniyuan!"
He just stood there blankly, unable to recover for a long time.
Goodbye, I don’t know if we will see you again in this life!
*****
Outside Zichen Hall, Dong'er had been looking forward to it early when he saw Yun Tingruo's figure.
He quickly greeted me: "Miss, you are finally back."
"What's wrong?" Yun Tingruo glanced at her and saw that Dong'er's face was red, and she didn't know what bad thing she had done.
"Miss, we will leave the palace tomorrow. I have prepared a table of delicious food to celebrate."
Dong'er was so unhappy, her smile was like a delicate rose blooming on her cheeks. She counted the time on her fingers every day, wishing she could drag the sun down until tomorrow.
"What delicious food did you cook?" Yun Tingruo put back her slightly beating heart and took Dong'er into the Zichen Palace.
The hall was filled with aroma, and there were several delicious and delicious dishes on the table.
"Miss, these are all your favorites."
Dong'er asked Yun Tingruo to sit down, took out the fruit wine, poured it into a cup, and handed it to Yun Tingruo.
Then he took a cup and knelt at Yun Tingruo's feet.
Yun Tingruo was puzzled: "Dong'er, what are you doing?"
"Miss, you teach Dong'er how to read and how to practice martial arts. Dong'er has no words to repay your kindness to Dong'er. Dong'er respects you for this glass of fruit wine."
Dong'er has wanted to say this for a long time, and since today is her last day in the palace, she has nothing to be embarrassed about.
"Get up." Yun Tingruo pulled her up, looked at Dong'er's beautiful face, and said slowly: "Today is a happy day, let's eat vegetables."
"Well, it's a happy day. Miss, eat more."
Dong'er knew that the young lady was not used to this kind of scene, and she was not used to it either. She wanted to toast to the young lady because the young lady was good to her. If not for the young lady, she would still be a maid at the mercy of others.
But now she understands the ways of the world, knows how to be flexible, and has learned a lot.
These are all thanks to the lady.
"This guinea fowl is delicious." Yun Tingruo praised it after eating a piece of chicken.
Dong'er picked up the food and said, "Miss, when we leave the palace tomorrow, shall we go back to Zhuangzi or the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
To be honest, she naturally wanted to go back to Zhuangzi, but she felt that this was very inappropriate.
"Prime Minister's Mansion." Yun Tingruo paused for a second with her chopsticks, her long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembling slightly.
Her smallpox has long been cured, and everyone can see whether her body and bones are well. Tomorrow Yun Baili will pick her up and return to the Prime Minister's Mansion.