Chang Anqing

Chapter 338
When the sun was setting, the horizon was smudged with orange-colored and gradually pink clouds, and the breeze gently rolled up the fallen leaves in front of the courtyard, and even the fragrance of the flowers was much more tender and lingering.

"This house will be your home from now on. If you need anything in the future, let them buy it—"

After accompanying Jiu Ge for dinner, seeing that after a day of consolation and comfort, Jiu Ge's mood finally recovered, Yang Yan wanted to get up and leave. Before leaving, he thought about it and gave some special instructions.

When Jiu Ge nodded, Yang Yan nodded reassuringly, gave Jiu Ge a smile, turned and walked out.

"Jiro-kun-"

Hearing the long-lost voice eagerly but cautiously probing, Yang Yan shook slightly, and was in a daze for a moment, as if he had returned to the past.

Turning around and looking back, Yang Yan saw that Jiu Ge behind him had already stood up, his lips were moving, but he didn't say anything, only those eyes were filled with too many uncontrollable emotions.

"what happened?"

Hearing Yang Yan's soft question, Jiu Ge still didn't know how to speak, but clenched his hands a little uneasy, and let go again and again, as if facing the biggest difficulty in the world.

Noticing Jiu Ge's strangeness, Yang Yan's gaze softened a lot, he just walked forward slowly, and said softly as if comforting a child: "Jiu Ge, you and I have been together since childhood, no matter when, you and I are the same as before. "

After the words were finished, the air was filled with tranquility and stability. Because Yang Yan was tall, he blocked the candlelight behind him, and could only see tears welling up in the eyes of Jiuge in front of him. He silently lowered his head and sank into the shadows. middle.

Seeing Jiu Ge who had become so fragile, Yang Yan's throat stagnated, and he raised his right hand lightly, but it stopped by her shoulder and did not fall for a long time.

"Rest earlier."

After all, Yang Yan didn't want to force Jiu Ge, after a long silence, he just said something softly, then turned and left.

"Jiro!"

As if he had been injected with thousands of courage, seeing Yang Yan about to leave, Jiu Ge's back stiffened suddenly, and he raised his head suddenly, like a gambler who poured all his belongings, only betting on the eyes of the people in front of him.

"You, can you accompany me?"

Hearing this sentence, Yang Yan paused, and when he turned around, he saw the weak and helpless Jiu Ge under the shadow of the lamp looking at him expectantly, as if looking at the last spark of hope.

The wind outside the corridor gradually became much colder, and the window screens rustled. Yang Yan, who was standing there, moved slightly between his eyebrows, and finally made a sound after a long time. He was as gentle as ever, but it was much more embarrassing.

"It's getting late, and you're tired today, so go get some rest early, it's safe here, and they will protect you."

Hearing Yang Yan's words, Jiu Ge's eyes dimmed a lot, but only for a moment, then he nodded obediently, but hesitantly said: "Erlang, will you still come to see me?"

Hearing these weak and ethereal words, Yang Yan nodded gently, and just said: "If you need anything, just ask someone to tell Tan Mo."

After the words were finished, Yang Yan called Tan Mo in again to give some instructions, and then the master and servant walked out. Seeing the cold wind outside, Tan Mo quickly fetched the cloak spiritually and was about to give Yang Yan Putting it on, unexpectedly, Jiu Ge who came out to see him off took it habitually, and took care of it for Yang Yan with his own hands as before.

The sudden shortening of the distance made Yang Yan involuntarily silent. After Jiu Ge stood in front of him and tied the lace for him, Yang Yan instinctively took a step back and said softly: "It's okay, take care of yourself. These things are done by Tan Mo.”

Hearing these kind words, how could Jiu Ge not feel the alienation, but the loss did not appear on her face. At this moment, under the moonlight, she was more and more quiet as a virgin, and said softly as before: "Erlang, go slowly."

When Yang Yan walked into the night and looked up at the bright moon, he immediately blurted out to Tan Mo beside him, "Turn to Fulufang in a while, pass by the Zhang's shop on East Street, and bring back a bowl of wontons."

"Didn't Mr. Fang finish his meal, maybe he's hungry again?" Hearing Yang Yan's instructions, Tan Mo couldn't help but look up in surprise.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Yang Yan laughed, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of tenderness.

"Oh--"

At this moment, the clever Tan Mo suddenly understood, couldn't help but elongate his voice, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness likes the wontons from that shop the most. Your Highness misses Her Highness all the time."

As soon as the words came out, Yang Yan didn't say yes or no, but just said with a smile: "Okay, let's go."

"Hey——" Tan Mo was even more busy after hearing the sound.

Looking at the place where Yang Yan's master and servant disappeared, Jiu Ge stood coldly on the porch outside the door, his eyes seemed calm and unwavering, but they were like a pool of deep water that could not be seen clearly, or even stagnant water. It's like two different people.

"Lady, it's cold outside, you're weak, why don't you go in and have a rest."

Hearing the tentative consolation from the maid beside him, Jiuge withdrew his deep eyes indifferently, turned his head to look at the maid who came forward with a smile and said, "Thank you."

Looking at the extremely gentle Jiu Ge in front of her, the maid at the side suddenly felt that the person in front of her was much closer, and then helped Jiu Ge into the room with a smile.

"I heard that you are all members of His Royal Highness, so you used to serve in the East Palace?"

Hearing Jiuge's question, the servant girl responded with a smile: "Go back to my lady, yes."

"I heard—"

Jiuge walked in, while deliberating: "I heard that Her Royal Highness is gentle and gentle, and has a very good temper. She is also on par with His Royal Highness."

"His Royal Highness manages the Eastern Palace well, is fair and sympathetic to us slaves, so everyone in the Eastern Palace praises it, and His Royal Highness and His Royal Highness have a deep relationship."

Hearing this compliment, Jiu Ge's eyes darkened, but he smiled and said in a moment: "Okay, you go down first."

"Okay, if the lady needs it, just call the servants."

Seeing the maid retreated, the smile froze on Jiu Ge's face, retreating bit by bit.

When she sat alone in front of the dressing table and looked at the face in the mirror, the past events played back scene by scene.

In the silence, Jiu Ge took off the hairpins one by one, and combed the blue hair one by one. She looked extremely calm, but only she knew that there was already a huge wave in her heart at this moment.

In the past year, she was the only one living in hell, living a life that was worse than mud.

But those who put her in it to suffer torture are in high positions, enjoying the glory and wealth, and have long since left her life behind.

why?
Thinking of this, Jiu Ge couldn't help but sneered, like self-deprecating, cold, and gradually those eyes became more cold and gloomy.

The king of Qin was right, since the heavens are unfair, then there is only retribution.

If this is not the case, how can she be worthy of her dead child, her dead mother, and her long-dead self.

Anyway, she is alone now, but she is dead.

And the queen, Yang Yan, and that lofty concubine Yuling, who never knew that the world was difficult, they should all be buried for her and her child!
(End of this chapter)