Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 994
Before dark, Yingning asked Jiujin to take Ci'er back to the palace, while she herself returned to Prince Xuan's mansion in a carriage.

There are two hanging silk crabapples at the gate of Prince Xuan's Mansion.

It is a flower that only blooms in spring.

At this time, its branches were covered with snow.

Yingning walked in front of Chuisi Haitang.

Qingxiong followed, seeing her looking at the crabapple, he smiled and said: "When His Majesty was appointed King Xuan to open the mansion, His Majesty personally moved these two crabapple plants from the palace. Living in the garden, I take care of these two crabapple plants personally, and when it blooms in spring, His Majesty stands in front of the tree for half a day."

"Does your lord like Haitang so much?" Yingning asked casually.

"The servant has not been with His Majesty for a long time, but once, the servant heard His Majesty talking to my godfather, saying that there is a little girl in His Majesty who likes this kind of flower."

Yingning suddenly remembered that many years ago, when she was still very young, she often went in and out of the palace to visit her aunt, and once she tried to pick crabapple flowers, she accidentally fell down.

When she entered the palace again, she found that the crabapple was gone. After asking, she found out that it was her aunt who felt distressed because of her fall and ordered someone to pull out the crabapple.

She cried a lot and did not enter the palace for a long time.

In her life, it was just a trivial thing, so small that she could hardly remember it.

But for some reason, it suddenly appeared in my mind clearly.

Is it for her that Gu Changyuan planted these two begonias?

Every spring, when the crabapple trees were in full bloom, he stood in front of the flowers, what was he thinking?
When Yingning came back to her senses, she realized that she had unknowingly walked to the door of Ling Yunxuan.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go in and take a look?" Qingxiong asked softly.

"I'll go in and have a look, you don't have to follow."

"Yes."

Qingxiong retreated quietly.

Yingning ordered Zhelan and Jinshu: "You two go to Yingyuan and Ci'er, see what you need to take away, don't ask me."

Jin Shu and Zhe Lan thought she was going to pack Ling Yunxuan's things by themselves, so they hurriedly agreed to leave without disturbing her.

Ying Ning gently opened the door and walked into Ling Yunxuan.

Compared with the gorgeous and exquisite Cherry Garden, Ling Yunxuan looks simple, even rustic.

The courtyard paved with bluestone bricks was empty, except for a few stalks of green bamboo planted in the corners, which were all buried by snow at this time.

There are three rooms in the middle, the left is the study, and the right is the bedroom with a washroom.

Except for the most basic bed, table, chair, curtain, bedding and other necessary furniture, there is nothing else in the bedroom.

Next to the plain pillow, there is a small purse.

Ying Ning walked over to pick it up, an orchid was embroidered on the purse, the fabric was luxurious, but the workmanship was a bit rough.

This is what she gave to Gu Changyuan.

The purse was hard, and when it was opened, there was a ruby ​​ring inside.

She put the ring on her ring finger, just right.

"Give it to me?" Yingning asked into the purse, and then answered herself, "Then I will accept it."

Putting away her purse and looking around the bedroom, she was surprised to find that there was nothing to pack here.

It is impossible for the current emperor to wear those clothes.

She went to the study room again. The layout here was also simple. Behind a screen was a piano, and the bookshelves on the entire two walls were full of various books.

On the table are the books he often reads.

The pen is hanging on the pen holder, the ink has dried up.

There was also a half-written verse on the table.

The night is coming together to dream together, and the morning is full of tears.

Zhangpu's old body is third-degree sick, and Xianyang stays on the grass eight times back to autumn.

Ying Ning picked up the paper and read out the second half of the poem in a low voice, "Your buried in the mud of the spring, I will send my head covered with snow. Ah Wei and Han Lang will go next time, Ye Tai Mang Wu knows?"

(End of this chapter)