The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

403 Chapter 402: Jing Yu came over
At Haishi, the sky is getting darker, and the night in early autumn is deserted, desolate and cool.

The moon in Qingqiu is desolate and desolate, warm and cold at the same time.

Changming Hall.

Leng Shuiyi leaned against the window lattice alone, staring at the wind chime swaying with the night wind, she raised her hand to touch the puppet doll hanging above, her eyebrows were stained with the coldness and sadness of autumn.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should go to bed."

The maid Yinling came over and closed the window to block the night wind.

Another maid, Jin Xi, took a cloak and put it on Leng Shuiyi to keep out the chill of the night.

Leng Shuiyi leaned against the window lattice and remained motionless, staring blankly: "Do you think he really wants to marry the second young lady of the Mei family?"

Yin Ling and Jin Xi looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

That was the Holy Majesty's will, and General Chang Ding could not disobey it.

The two of them had been with Leng Shuiyi when she was a famous actress in the theater troupe, and knew almost everything about Leng Shuiyi's past, including her affair with Jing Yu.

During the day today, Empress Dowager Mei asked the emperor for an order to marry Jing Yu and Mei Ningshuang.

With the imperial decree, Jing Yu could not disobey the will, but could only accept the arrangement of the Holy Majesty.

When Leng Shuiyi heard that Jing Yu was going to marry Mei Ningshuang, her heart ached. She still couldn't let go of that feeling for him, but she couldn't say it out, so she could only suppress it in her heart and carefully preserve it.

But she couldn't let go of this feeling, and she couldn't take it back, so she was tortured every day.

Yinling said: "Your Majesty, go and rest first, it's getting late, it's important to take care of yourself."

As a maid, she didn't know how to comfort her mother, so she could only tell her to take care of herself.

"I see."

Leng Shuiyi responded lightly, with the unshakable sadness between her brows, she gathered her cloak and went into the bedroom, and Yinling went in to wait for her to change and wash.

After Leng Shuiyi finished dressing and washing, changed into a thin nightgown, and was about to go to bed, the window lattice outside the hall suddenly opened, the night wind poured in, the wind chime blew, and the bead curtain hanging down in the bedroom was blown.

Yinling said: "Perhaps it's just that the servant girl didn't close the window lattice tightly. I will close the window lattice again now." After finishing speaking, she walked out of the bedroom to close the window lattice.

"what!"

Suddenly, there was a scream, and Leng Shuiyi was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Yinling, what's wrong?"

Hearing no response, Leng Shuiyi didn't care about changing clothes, and walked out of the dormitory to see what was going on. As soon as he reached the door, a tall figure pressed up and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Leng Shuiyi subconsciously resisted, and a familiar voice sounded in her ear: "Yi'er."

Leng Shuiyi's body trembled, the thoughts in his eyes overflowed, and he tried to calm his tone: "Why are you here?"

"I miss you, so I'm here." Jing Yu's voice was low.

A simple sentence, endless lovesickness.

Leng Shuiyi smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, "How much alcohol have you drunk?"

"I don't remember, I wasn't drunk anyway."

Leng Shuiyi gently pushed him away, Jing Yu swayed, his face flushed slightly, he was almost drunk.

Leng Shuiyi restrained his composure, and his face was cold: "What's the matter for coming to my place so late?"

"Didn't I just say that I miss you?" Jing Yu held her in his arms again, hugged her tightly, buried his head on her neck, and kissed her delicately. He said, "Why are you always so indifferent to me? Why can't we be together, why we loved each other so much before, and you abandoned me in a blink of an eye."

He questioned over and over again, with a sad tone, and the light kiss on her neck turned into a light bite, venting the anger in his heart.

Leng Shuiyi wanted to push him away, but also wanted to hug him tightly.

Just like her feelings for him, she couldn't bear it, but couldn't let it go.

Leng Shuiyi took a deep breath to keep himself calm, but there was still a slight tremor in his tone inadvertently: "I heard that you are going to marry the second young lady of the Mei family."

"Well, Empress Dowager Mei asked for an imperial edict from the emperor," Jing Yu's voice was hoarse and dull.

Leng Shuiyi felt sour in her heart, and closed her reddish eyes: "Then you...do you want to marry her?"

"No, you've always been the one I want to marry," Jing Yu raised his head, pinched her chin, and the two looked at each other, "But you never gave me a chance."

The melancholy flowing in his eyes burned Leng Shuiyi's eyes, and the eye sockets couldn't help turning red, with a little bit of water, "I want to marry you too, but it's me."

She wanted to say that she couldn't help herself, but she couldn't say it, and couldn't help but bite Jing Yu's shoulder hard.

She hurts, he hurts, they all hurt.

Jing Yu knew that she seemed to have something to hide, she didn't want to say it, and he didn't force her anymore.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, tenderly and meticulously, "Yi'er, let's let go of the previous things and don't ask who is right and who is wrong. Tonight, let's give each other another chance, shall we?"

Leng Shui Yi Yingying's beautiful eyes trembled slightly. Before she could speak, Jing Yu picked her up by the waist and walked towards the bed.

"Jing Yu," Leng Shuiyi's heart tightened, clutching his sleeve.

Jing Yu put Leng Shuiyi on the bed, pressed her red lips lightly with his index finger, and stopped what she wanted to say.

He said softly: "Hey, don't talk, leave it to me tonight, okay?"

He didn't want to hear her answer, he just wanted to lead her to indulge once tonight.

Gently pulling with his big hands, he tore off the thin nightgown on her body, revealing her skin as white as cream.

Jing Yu looked at her snow-white arm, his eyes fixed, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe it.

"You, why do you still have Shou Gongsha?"

On Leng Shui Yibai's fair arm, a bright red spot of Shougong sand is very conspicuous.

She has been in the palace for several years, but she is still innocent?
Jing Yu was in a daze, and didn't make any next move, but was a little at a loss.

With her white arms wrapped around his neck, Leng Shuiyi took the initiative to cling to him, a tear overflowed from the corner of her eyes, "I left you this Shougongsha."

Over the past few years, she has kept it clean as always, and no one has allowed her to touch her. Her body has always been reserved for him.

Jing Yu recovered, and kissed her cheek distressedly: "I'm sorry."

Leng Shuiyi hugged his body tightly and responded to his kiss actively. At this moment, she was relieved and thought clearly.

Since they can't let go of themselves in their hearts, they should love each other well.

Even if what awaits them later is doomed, then they have to go to the cloud and rain well.

The bed curtain fell, covering the charming and enchanting.

For a moment, there was a soft moan coming from the dormitory, and it was blown to pieces by the night wind.

The silver bell in the main hall sighed softly, whether the empress and General Chang Ding are lovers and finally get married.

Walking out of the hall lightly, the silver bell closed the door to block the ambiguous voices inside.

Jin Xi came over with a bowl of white fungus porridge. Leng Shuiyi didn't eat much during the day, so this was a dinner she specially brought from the imperial dining room.

She was about to push open the palace door, but Yin Ling shook her head and stopped her.

Jin Xi was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Yinling whispered: "General Chang Ding is inside."

"That's it," Jin Xi's eyes flashed a gloomy look, he took a deep look at the palace door, concealed the darkness in his eyes, turned to Yin Ling and said, "Then I'll take this white fungus porridge back to the imperial dining room."

Yin Ling nodded.

(End of this chapter)