Beauty and Beauty: Adopted Daughter Becomes Concubine

Chapter 84
"Well, mother, come back as soon as possible." She promised Yulin softly. The days they spent together in the past three years were really too few. When the matter was over, she took Yulin away and never came back.

After helping Yulin take a bath and changing clothes, and putting him to sleep, she sat on the side and stared at her son's sleeping face.

His eyes were in a trance, and his son's face gradually overlapped with his appearance in memory.

A long time ago, she sat on the couch and looked up at him beside her. No matter what he did, even if he sat there still, he was amazingly beautiful.

He turned his head and stared at her occasionally, those deep eyes contained the tenderness that made her sink again and again, Lian Yingtong was burning hot behind her ears, her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably like a runaway horse, she could only try her best to make herself look calm don't care.

He peeled the pears and wanted to share them with her, but she coquettishly refused to take them.

Uncle, do you understand or not? I don't want to be separated from you, regardless of pears.

She likes him very much, so much that she doesn't want to be separated, and she gets tired of being together all the time.

For the first time, her heart was completely occupied by a man, and she felt happy that everything was beautiful and sweet.

This man went deep into her flesh and blood and captured her soul.

Lian Yingtong who is foolishly and innocently falling in love deeply without knowing it.

If at that time she knew that in the future, this man owed her so much, would she continue to fall in love with him hopelessly?
She thought, she would.

People who fall in love only see the good points of each other, even if they know that the abyss is ahead, they still have no hesitation, would rather never recover, and love obsessively without regret.

She patted her face to stay awake, got up and fiddled with the candlelight, and her thin and slender silhouette was printed by the window.

She was still afraid of the dark. Fortunately, she was not scared out of fear of fire for the rest of her life after the fire.

There was a knock on the door, and Lian Yingtong opened it.

Yi Jiangnan stood outside the door, "Is Yulin asleep?"

"He is willing to sleep obediently because he is having fun." Lian Yingtong invited him in sideways, "I brought Snow Camellia tea, if you have time, have a cup and try my tea-making skills."

"You have learned a lot." He raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, and walked in with a chic posture.

"It's just for fun." She smiled lightly, then turned around to prepare the tea set and hot water.

Yi Jiangnan raised his eyebrows, his unruly expression turned into tenderness and stared at her walking figure, the years really changed her, such a meek and kind woman should be cherished by others, and her life is a thousand times better than now.

The mist of hot water curled up, she picked up the tea soup with slender bare hands and handed it to him, the pear dimples on her cheeks were shallow, and her clear and bright eyes were still the same as when she first saw her. It hurts and bleeds every moment, and I can't touch it. I can only wait for the years to heal slowly.

"Our pupils are beautiful, and the tea soup we make is also full of fragrance." Yi Jiangnan was aching in the apex of his heart, his throat felt bitter, and he praised with an undiminished smile.

"You haven't drunk yet." She chuckled.

"Sweet in my heart."

Yi Jiangnan's mouth is full of advantages, but people rarely abide by the rules. Without him, Lian Yingtong probably would have been buried in the sea of ​​flames, the fire that was lit by her own hands.

It's enough to taste the taste of despair once in a lifetime.

She was imprisoned in Guanju Palace for life. Although the darkness and coldness were frightening, she could not withstand his repeated misunderstandings and indifference. She would never see her daughter again. She lost all hope. Even if she died, she would not be relieved. The last straw on the dead camel's back, hope collapsed with a bang.

It would be nice to have less pain, she couldn't bear a little bit, and all she could think of was death in an instant!
"Don't think about the past, you will always be the one who hurts." Yi Jiangnan easily read the pain left deep in her heart from the past in her eyes.

"I've come out, thanks to you."

Yi Jiangnan put it on the teacup, rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingertips, and watched the surface of the tea soup slightly rippling, the fire also frightened him to this day.

"I don't want you to go back to the Nanming Palace." Yi Jiangnan said simply and without detours, "From the first time I saw you, I thought about taking you away. There is only pain there."

"Brother Yi, I depend on you for my survival. Even though you haven't been by my side often these three years, you still took good care of me and Yulin. And Xuanzhi, you all want me to live a happy life. Indeed, Nan Ming Palace has left me with a lot of pain, but my mother is there, parents have no choice, my father is dead, she is alone, no matter how resentful I was in the past, now I don’t hate her any more.” In the warm teacup, she stabilized her emotions, but mist appeared in her eyes.

Chi Xingyun said that his mother often thought of her, and she would cry until she lost her strength, saying that she just wanted to see her again before she died.Mother's hatred for her stems from her ever-increasing love for Murong Yuchi.

For the care of children, mothers are often more sensitive than ordinary people, and their behavior becomes extreme.My mother has never been a cruel person. Before she knew her life experience, the imperial aunt Murong Lanxin doted on her very much.

Subconsciously, Lian Yingtong already treated Murong Lanxin as her mother.

"I understand, I'm only worried about you—" Yi Jiangnan sighed before finishing speaking.

"Mother lives in the side hall. Uncle arranges the time for me. I won't meet Murong Yuchi." She paused, tears flashing, her voice suddenly became deep and weak, "I heard that he is very good to children and often Bringing the child to see my mother, I will never see Murong Yuchi again, and I will not see the child at the same time, I have never taken care of the child for a moment, I even left her and wanted to die, I left for three years in order to survive, I am like this My mother is not qualified to see her again." With a trembling hand, the teacup fell, and the hot tea soup scorched her wrist and snow skin.

Yi Jiangnan hurriedly held her injured wrist, and she withdrew it from his palm with a smile, "I'm not that weak, it's just a small injury that only hurts for a few days, and it will be fine afterward."

"This was not caused by you, you are more qualified to see her than anyone else! One day she will know how much Murong Yuchi owes her mother!"

A series of noises awakened Yu Lin who was sleeping soundly. He rolled off the bed and ran to Lian Yingtong barefoot. Seeing her wrist was hot red, and seeing Yi Jiangnan's angry appearance, he suddenly rushed to Yi Jiangnan's side with his eyes wide open in shock. The small arms pushed hard.

"Uncle Yi bullied my mother, I hate you, I don't want to play with you!"

Yi Jiangnan looked down at the face that resembled Murong Yuchi, without Yulin's birth, Tongtong had no sense of survival at all, but the existence of this child made her never forget the man who brought her endless pain.

"Yu Lin, Uncle Yi didn't bully Mother, Mother scalded herself clumsily, can you help Mother get the ointment?" Lian Yingtong pulled Yu Lin who was very angry.

He half-believingly let go of Yi Jiangnan, took the ointment, dipped a little bit of the ointment in his little hand, and helped her apply the ointment, while bowing his head and blowing on her wound continuously, "Help me, mother, it won't hurt anymore."

"You are the most obedient, it really doesn't hurt when Yulin kisses his mother." Lian Yingtong kissed him on the cheek dotingly.

When he heard the tension, he suddenly relaxed, his face blushed from his mother's praise, and he leaned into her arms and whispered in her ear, "Mother, when will my father come back?"

Lian Yingtong's heart ached, and she stroked Yulin's hair, too dazed to give an answer.She could only hear the sleepy voice of the child in her arms, softly filled with longing, calling those two names that forced her to tears before falling asleep.

Daddy?

The person Yulin was talking about didn't know Yulin existed at all, and she didn't realize it at first. In the first few months, she didn't have any strong reaction like when she was pregnant with her daughter. This child is quiet and has a very tenacious vitality.

She was in a bad mood at that time, and she was not emotionally stable when she learned that she had a child again. She worked hard to give birth to a daughter, but because of the strange eyes, he was suspicious of him. No matter what she explained, he didn't believe it, and he even blocked the palace gate and said no. Goodbye to her, abruptly separating her from her daughter.

She is too contradictory, she hates Murong Yuchi's heartlessness, she doesn't even know whether she should keep the child or not.

However, during the pregnancy, she instinctively developed feelings for the little life in her womb.When Yulin was born, she stared at the face that resembled him, a little bit like crying, really wondered if her fate should be so lamented.

If they were born in Nanming Palace, the two children are destined to be treated completely differently.

She was learning to take care of the child, and watched Yulin grow up day by day from a small powder ball, and he was babbling, and the first sentence he said was mother.

Lian Yingtong immediately burst into tears, and her cold and broken heart felt warm again.

He took her daughter away. As a mother, she didn't even hold the child, and heard her daughter call other women's concubine mother. For a cruel person like Murong Yuchi, she would not let him know about Yulin's existence. .

Thinking of my daughter who had been separated for three years, my eyes were sore and I couldn't help crying.

Yi Jiangnan stood beside her, keeping her expression in his eyes, as if his heart had been hit hard, and he was in pain.

Watching her gradually regain her faith from wanting to die, watching her get pregnant to give birth, the stubbornness in her bones makes people feel distressed.

She hurt too much, shut herself out of the emotional door, and still refused to accept anyone.

Yi Jiangnan left without a sound. The comfort and care did not help Tongtong at this time. She said she could get out of the pain, but in fact she still couldn't get out of the memories that Murong Yuchi had brought her, the beautiful, sweet, painfully……

This man's influence on her is too strong, so domineering and occupying her whole.

He walked out of the courtyard to enjoy some fresh air, and unexpectedly ran into someone who shouldn't have appeared in front of him at this time.

"Coincidentally." Yi Jiangnan smiled lightly.

"Unfortunately, I am waiting for you." The indifferent and aloof voice was just like the person himself.

He was stunned for a moment, and then his smile deepened, "It's rare, we never get along."

Murong Bixiao, the man who gave up his status as the prince of Minyue and did not hesitate to feign death to follow Tongtong like a shadow.

Murong's men really love differently, like Murong Bixiao who is so infatuated and unrepentant, abandoning all men who just guard one person and don't ask for anything in return. Although the two have different personalities, they still deserve Yi Jiangnan's admiration .

"She still decided to go back."

"I know." Murong Bixiao replied lightly, not surprised at all.He understands Tongtong and longs for family affection, even if the sister Huang once treated her that way.

"You know what you are waiting for me to do." Yi Jiangnan sometimes really hates Murong Bixiao's indifferent personality, "If you don't want Tongtong to go, tell her quickly."

Murong Bixiao squinted at him, "I won't stop Tongtong from doing what she wants to do, I waited for you to thank you."

Yi Jiangnan took a deep breath, widened his eyes, and half-jokingly said, "Hey, it's strange, you will also say thank you?" Murong Bixiao was very cold and arrogant, he really didn't expect this person to take the initiative to say Thanks.

"Tongtong is too important to me. You rescued her from the sea of ​​fire. I didn't have time to thank you back then. Now I want to say goodbye to you anyway, even though I really hate you."

Sure enough, it was still the style of Murong Bixiao who made people angry with one sentence, Yi Jiangnan sneered, "I hate you very much, too!"

"Okay, I'll leave after I finish what I have to say." Murong Bixiao nodded and turned to leave, when Yi Jiangnan's questioning voice came from behind him suddenly.

"Hey, you really don't want to persuade Tongtong?"

"I said, I won't stop..."

Yi Jiangnan jumped up and stood in front of him to stop Murong Bixiao from going. The usual laughing man restrained his smile and said in a low voice, "I didn't ask you to stop me."

"did you mean?"

"Murong Bixiao, it's been half a year since you feigned death before you recovered from your serious illness. Do you know how Tongtong survived those six months?" Yi Jiangnan's teeth were chattering.

Murong Bixiao's expression turned solemn, the person who was with Tongtong during those six months was Yi Jiangnan, he found Tongtong, she was already pregnant, he really didn't ask too much about Tongtong at that time, he only knew There was a fire in Nanming Palace, and she narrowly escaped death.

Yi Jiangnan said a few words to him in a low voice, Murong Yuchi's expression changed dramatically, and he stood there in a daze, pursing his pale trembling lips, staring at him in disbelief.

"She's like this, she keeps everything in her heart and doesn't want to say anything." Yi Jiangnan stroked his forehead and sighed, "In the past few years, you have taken good care of Tongtong and Yulin. I can't often visit her and Yulin because of family matters. Son, so when I heard that Murong Lan was seriously ill and missed Tongtong, and you had already set off to go back, that's why I rushed back to Nanming all the way. Whether you say I'm selfish or a villain, I don't want to see Tongtong again Hitomi was a little surprised. In this world, the only person who can hurt her is Murong Yuchi!"

As soon as the voice fell, the two fell into silence at the same time.

After a long time, Yi Jiangnan was the first to speak. Obviously, he made up his mind to speak out about this matter.

Murong Bixiao raised his eyes and saw Yi Jiangnan frowning worriedly, "There is one thing I didn't intend to know, and I don't know how to tell Tongtong."

Guessing from Yi Jiangnan's embarrassed expression, he tentatively asked, "About that child in the palace?"

Sure enough, Yi Jiangnan nodded and said worriedly, "I'm afraid Tongtong won't be able to bear it after she finds out."

The next day, when Lian Yingtong entered the palace, Yulin didn't rely on her much before leaving, but she was reluctant to let Yulin go, telling him repeatedly to be obedient, and couldn't stop kissing him several times.

"Mother, Yulin is obedient, come back early." Seeing her walking away, the little man suddenly ran over, hugged her leg and raised his head, crying pitifully with tears in his eyes.

"Be good, mother must come back soon."

"Yeah." He nodded vigorously and slowly let go of his arm, waving his hand like a sensible little adult to say goodbye to her, while wiping away his tears with the other hand.

Yulin is surprisingly well-behaved and sensible. The mother and son have never been separated for a day, and she is already reluctant to part with him before he leaves.

Turning her head three times a step, until she walked out of the courtyard and got on the carriage, the scene behind her became farther and farther away as the carriage moved forward, and the palace in the distance that made her palpitations and hatred was more and more clear.

The vermilion gate slowly opened in the morning light, and at a glance, the upturned cornices could be seen in the hazy mist, and the copper bells hanging on the corners of the cornices trembled with the wind, and the imperceptible sounds gradually shook every corner of the Nanming Palace, which had been silent all night. The horned deer wake up.

In late autumn, the sun was shining golden and warm with a touch of coolness. Lian Yingtong walked towards the deep palace with her head hanging down.

Every step she took, a series of palace gates separated her from the outside world into two different worlds.

When she entered the palace at the age of 12, Murong Yuchi took her hand and walked on the same road. She was uneasy and frightened. She didn't know what was waiting for her.

Nearly ten years later, she walked along the original path again, and there was no longer the man who promised to spoil and love her deeply, saying that she was as precious as his life.

She was no longer a canary who was raised by him and was attached to his warmth and concern.

After three years of absence, the seemingly familiar plants and trees have already changed from spring to autumn.

(End of this chapter)