You Yuji was stunned for a moment, then she bent down and held Baisui on her lap. Baisui's hair was very soft, and she stroked its hair repeatedly with her slender fingertips to absorb the softness.
In fact, You Yuzhi knew why Baisui suddenly appeared here.
She saw Si Que under the eaves. He had been standing quietly under the eaves, holding Baisui in his arms and watching the farce here.
You Yuji sighed softly.
Outside, the King of Jinnan looked very unhappy. He was a prince after all. He had never been able to call the shots, but at least everything had gone smoothly for him. How could he have been questioned like this
But when faced with You Heng's questioning, he was in the wrong.
He had lived for most of his life, and the only thing that could make him so ashamed was this disappointing son. He was furious, but he had to maintain the face of the Jinnan Palace. He said in a deep voice: "Anzhi lost his composure after drinking. When he sobers up, let him apologize to Yuji."
The King of Jinnan thought that this was a respectful retreat, but he didn't expect that You Heng was not satisfied.
You Heng asked coldly, "May I ask when your son will sober up?"
The words were impolite and the tone was even more impolite.
King Jinnan looked at Chen Anzhi with a dark face.
Chen Anzhi lowered his head. The courtyard was shrouded in darkness. Even with the lights on, the light was dim and his expression could not be seen clearly. Seeing him like this, King Jinnan thought he was regretful, but in fact, two people were fighting in his body. On the one hand, a voice in his body was shouting at him to take the sword and stab You Heng; on the other hand, his remaining rationality made him blush.
"It's getting late. Just stay in the mansion tonight. We can discuss everything tomorrow." King Jinnan said.
You Heng crossed his arms and said coldly, "I am impatient and cannot wait until the noble prince falls asleep before sobering up. Since the sobering soup in the mansion is not very effective, I am willing to help your son sober up myself!"
He moved the hand that was resting on his arm, and his knuckles made a crackling sound.
Chen Anzhi suddenly raised his head and said, "Barbarians! Reckless men! Barbarians on the grassland!"
"Anzhi!" The princess, who had been silent all this time, shouted at him. The King of Jinnan didn't want her to come. She was still in the early stages of pregnancy and the fetus hadn't settled down yet. She had gone through so much today, so how could he bear to let her come again? But after all, it was a matter of the harem, and the You family had come to the door, so she still insisted on following.
Perhaps after getting pregnant, many women's emotions will undergo subtle changes, and many people will become more sensitive and fragile than before. For example, the princess at this moment, with red eyes looking at Chen Anzhi who was taller than her, felt so bitter and uncomfortable in her heart.
"Go and apologize to Yu Ji now!" she ordered in a trembling voice.
Chen Anzhi stiffened his neck and turned his face away stubbornly. Of the two people fighting inside him, the one who was more irritable obviously had the upper hand.
"You..." The princess was disappointed. She was disappointed with her son, and also disappointed with her own poor parenting skills. She brushed away Nanny Gu's hand, walked towards Chen Anzhi, and said angrily: "If you still recognize me as your mother, go and apologize to Yuji right now!"
"I'm not going!"
The princess was a little confused. No matter how ignorant this son was in the past, he at least had one advantage, which was filial piety and obedience. Even if he was unwilling, had he ever contradicted her like this before
This is her own son, a son who was brought up in pampering! For a moment, all kinds of depressed and sad emotions filled the princess' heart.
"You bastard! You are such an unfilial son! You were foolish and absurd in the past, and today you have developed the bad habit of disobeying your parents! How could I have a son like you!" Princess Nan Jin took another step towards Chen Anzhi and reached out to hit him angrily.
However, before she raised her hand, Chen Anzhi grabbed her wrist tightly.
Chen Anzhi stared at the Jinnan Princess with his eyes wide open, his whites full of bloodshot, and for a moment he looked ugly and hateful: "Whose mother are you anyway? Your son was bullied by this barbarian, thrown out, and stepped on! You didn't help me vent my anger, and you asked me to apologize! Are you crazy?"
Princess Jinnan stared at her son's distorted face, forgetting any reaction. The pain from being clenched on her wrist was far less than the heart-wrenching pain in her heart.
"Anzhi, let go!" King Jinnan shouted.
Looking at his mother's pale and dazed face, Chen Anzhi's eyes showed a brief confusion. He shook his head vigorously, then shook off the hand that was tightly holding the princess.
The strength on her wrist suddenly went away, and the unconscious Princess Jinnan staggered and fell backwards. The King of Jinnan quickly supported her.
"How is it? Are you feeling unwell?" King Jinnan asked nervously.
The princess's eyebrows tightened little by little. She placed her hands on her stomach and her eyes moved downward. The pain in her lower abdomen made her feel flustered.
The King of Jinnan shouted the princess' maiden name, not caring about the presence of outsiders, and immediately picked her up and ran out of the courtyard, shouting as he ran: "Go and get the doctor! No, no, no, I order you to go to the palace and get the imperial physician immediately! Bring me Imperial Physician Hu!"
"Mother... Mother!" Chen Anzhi stood there as if he had just woken up from a dream. The cold of the night in the cold winter was not as cold as the ice in his heart. He hurried out and stumbled because he was too flustered. He quickly got up and continued to chase his mother.
You Yuji had already walked out of the flower hall, frowning as she looked at the backs of the Jinnan King and his wife as they walked away, a little worried. The child was innocent, and the princess had never treated her harshly.
“Hahahaha…” You Heng suddenly burst into laughter.
You Yuji looked up at him in surprise and called softly, "Second brother!"
You Heng pointed in the direction where Chen Anzhi ran away and said with a smile: "When the King of Jinnan was young, he was also a fierce general on the battlefield. How could he have such a thing? He might lose his reputation in his later years because of this son!"
You Yuji did not answer, but asked Madam Jing if the guest rooms were cleaned up. Madam Jing nodded. Although the guest rooms in the courtyard had never been occupied, the servants in the courtyard were diligent and cleaned every day, ready for the owner at any time.
"It's midnight already. Second brother and cousin should go to bed soon." You Yuji said gently.
You Heng stopped smiling and looked at You Yuji with hesitation. He still had a lot to say to his sister. Although he and You Yuji were of the same generation, he was eleven years older than her and was quite doting on her. But it was really late now, and even if he was as strong as steel, his sister should rest.
You Heng nodded and said, "Okay. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it tomorrow."
You Yuji stood beside You Heng, looked at Jiao Yushu, and said politely: "My cousin has also worked hard."
Jiao Yushu nodded with a smile and said nothing more.
You Yuji personally escorted the guests to the guest room. There was a small three-story attic in the backyard of Tanxiang Yingyue, and this small attic was the guest room for guests.
On the way to the guest room, You Yuji and You Heng talked about family matters from time to time, but they didn't talk much to Jiao Yushu. Cousins are different. Cousins are no different from brothers, and cousins always have to be more taboo.
"Sister?" When they reached the door of the guest room, You Jiamu nervously grabbed You Yuji's sleeve and shook it gently. Although he looked strong, he would act like a spoiled child in front of You Yuji.
Only then did You Yuji look at him.
You Jiamu felt inexplicably guilty.
When You Yuji learned that the person going to Beijing was her second cousin instead of her eldest cousin, she knew something must have happened. After all, they were siblings. She glanced at You Jiamu's expression, and recalled the way You Jiamu hesitated to speak when they were at Wan'an Temple during the day, and immediately guessed that he must have written a letter home to complain.
"Have a good rest." She touched Yu Jiamu's head.
You Jiamu knew that his sister was no longer angry with him, and he immediately smiled brightly.
After settling a few brothers, You Yuzhi walked out of the attic. As he passed by, he stopped and looked up at the window on the second floor.
It was late at night, and there was no one in the house, so naturally there was no lighting, and it was pitch black.
She stared at the dark window on the second floor for a long time.
She had been standing here looking up at the window for too long, and Madam Jing couldn't help but ask, "Madam, is there something wrong?"
You Yuji regained her composure and slowly withdrew her gaze.
"No." She slowly lowered her eyes, stepped on the cool moonlight, and walked slowly forward.
Passing through the carved door and walking along the corridor, You Yuji saw Si Que still standing under the eaves. The Baisui that had been lying on her lap before was back in his arms. Under the moonlight, he was dressed in white, and the Baisui in his arms was the same color as the night behind him.
You Yuzhi paused for a moment, then continued walking forward, passing by Si Que with a normal expression and without looking away.
Just as she was about to walk past Si Que, Si Que pinched Bai Sui with an expressionless face.
"Meow! Meow!" Baisui stretched his neck.
You Yuji couldn't help but stop and subconsciously wanted to look back.
—But she held back.
In the end, she didn't look back, didn't look at the man, nor did she look at the cat.
She was just about to move on when the cool breeze of the cold winter night brought Si Que's nonchalant voice.
"Do you need help?" he asked casually.
In an instant, You Yuji had guessed what Si Que's so-called help was about. It should be murder, right? Kill Chen Anzhi, or even kill Fang Qingyi? Yes, today in Wan'an Temple, she accidentally ran into Si Que appearing in Fang Qingyi's teahouse. At that time, he wanted to kill Fang Qingyi, right
She neither agreed nor disagreed, it just had nothing to do with her.
She lowered her eyes and said calmly, "No need."
No need for his help.
You Yuji continued to move forward.
Si Que's long fingers holding Baisui stiffened slightly. For a moment, he wanted to throw Baisui out of his arms so that he could free his hands to grab the vixen.
He listened to her footsteps going away until he heard the door opening and closing. He finally looked over and saw the door slowly closing behind her, locking her lavender figure to the other side that had nothing to do with him.
Si Que still stood under the eaves, and no one knew what he was thinking. He stayed there for so long that even Bai Sui in his arms began to feel a little cold.
Later, the stars and the moon in the night sky hid themselves, and small snowflakes began to float. Slowly, the small snowflakes turned into heavy snow.
Tingyun came out holding an umbrella, held it over Sique's head, and said, "It's too cold, shall we go back?"
Si Que raised his hand, and his slender fingers lifted the umbrella that blocked his view. He watched the light in You Yuji's room go out before turning back to his own room.
The winter nights were so cold that no amount of charcoal would be enough to keep the room warm.
Si Que took out a leg chain of You Yuji from the pillow and shook it gently. The small silver bell on the leg chain immediately made a series of tiny chirping sounds. He looked at the shaking little silver bell, and the past tenderness inevitably emerged in front of his eyes.
Baisui, who was sleeping nearby, suddenly became energetic when he heard the sound of the bell and jumped up happily to catch the small bell.
Si Que threw Baisui out with an expressionless face.
Baisui got up from the ground, hunched his shoulders and secretly looked at Si Que's expression, not daring to move forward. He howled twice, walked to the door and tried to push it. But the door was closed tightly, so he couldn't get out and couldn't find that sweet and soft person.
Baisui felt very aggrieved.
Si Que suddenly paused in shaking the leg chain, and the crackling sound gradually slowed down and disappeared completely. The beautiful past that appeared in front of his eyes also gradually dissipated and disappeared without a trace, as if it was just a dream.
Probably, she will leave Jinnan Palace soon.
If she left, where would he go
The world is so big, but Si Que always feels that there is no place for him.
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