maid's harem life

Chapter 70

Still clutching the torn black cloth tightly in her hand, Qingyin walked forward unconsciously, dragging the lengthy black cloth along the way, until she regained her senses and let go of her hand.

She knew that Ming Yao's self-isolation again must be because of something happened.

Qingyin blocked the sunlight behind her, and sat back on the couch: "Yao, tell me, we...are friends, have you forgotten?"

Every time I see him, there is always reluctance, there is always worry.

Mingyao's expression seemed to loosen, his shoulders softened, and he turned around to look at Qingyin.

From the bottom of his eyes, she saw his worry, his sadness, and... worry.

worried?Qingyin grasped the source at once, and asked tentatively: "Yao, you are worried, please feel sorry for the prince."

Presumably it was because Mingxie wanted to attack the Dark Dynasty, or maybe he hadn't entered the palace for a long time, right?
Mingyao looked at Qingyin's cautious demeanor, his eyes just looked out, maybe he couldn't bear the sudden strong light, so he shrank back and nodded.

Qingyin pursed her lips, she knew the danger of attacking the Dark Dynasty, and she understood Ming Yao's worries better, she put her hand on his shoulder and tried hard to make him feel at ease: "Yao, he is your brother, he belongs to Ming Dynasty. General, with half the sky above his head, besides..." Qingyin gritted her teeth and murmured, "The Dark Dynasty may not be as scary as you imagined."

Suddenly, a pair of evil eyes flashed in his mind, and the face under the mask seemed familiar.She shook her head desperately, trying to drive away the shadow of the emperor from the bottom of her heart.

Ming Yao listened, although his face was worried, but it was not as solemn as before, he put down his hands: "Qingyin..."

Looking at the movements of his hands, Qingyin answered without thinking: "Yes."

"If one day I'm gone, will you remember me?" He looked directly into the bottom of her eyes, not wanting to miss any details.

When Qingyin was suddenly asked, she was a little confused: "Where are you going?"

Ming Yao withdrew his gaze, and set his eyes on his curled knees: "Maybe, you will never see me again."

With lonely eyes, Qingyin didn't think about anything, the tears that had been so hard to stop fell down again, why, was she inexplicably uneasy again?That love almost drove me crazy. Recently, what happened to me?
"No, Yao, don't think about it any more." She put her hands on his shoulders, pointed his body, and stared into Ming Yao's eyes: "What do you mean never seeing you again..."

Qingyin's cheeks were covered with crystals, why would he be at a loss when he met Mingyao alone.

"I said before, if there is love, there must be hope. Only with hope can you have the courage to live. Have you forgotten everything before?" She yelled out the words choked in her throat, with hysteria With fear, full of tears.

Seeing her excited face, Ming Yao's already red and swollen eyes became more severe, he almost didn't think about it, so he stretched out his hand directly, and took Qingyin into his arms.

With his hands tightly wrapped around her back, a hug, how long has he been waiting?
It's not without thinking, but it's only today that I have this courage.

Qingyin let him hold him in a daze, and the faint coldness belonging to Mingyao came over her surroundings, and she was startled, her hands were busy on his strong chest, and she was about to push him away.

Feeling her rejection, Mingyao didn't let go of his hand, but was nostalgic, gathered the strength in his hand, that kind of obsessive, wanting to hold, simple, feeling of wanting to hold, let Qingyin Slowly let go of the tense nerves, and couldn't bear to push them away with both hands.

"Yao..."

She was still worried, and patted him on the back with her little hand: "Promise me, come out, okay?"

The same darkness, but Emperor Ming is different from Ming Yao...

Closing Qingyin's eyes, she rested her head on his shoulder with peace of mind, because Emperor Hades had her, so he would not be alone.

Pitiful, her hands were entwined behind his back, and when she didn't get a response, she immediately panicked again: "Yao, from now on, I'll come every day, and you have to promise me not to lock yourself up, okay?"

Qingyin turned her head to one side, looking at Mingyao.

Autistic people can only get out if they try to communicate with others.If he refused to accept it, it meant that he was the only one in his world, and he was slowly pushing himself into a corner.

Hearing this, Ming Yao seemed to have hesitation on his face, after thinking for a moment, he still nodded.

Seeing this, Qingyin smiled sincerely and opened her eyes.

In the room, accompanied by her sudden smile, she gradually warmed up, she stared at Mingyao, but she didn't know that in the not-too-distant future, every time she thought of this man, her heart would feel as if it had been ripped out, and she would feel exhausted pain.

"Get out of the way." A domineering female voice came from outside, Qingyin wanted to back away, but Mingyao refused to let go.

"You can't go in, inside..." It was Ye Yatou's voice, Qingyin saw a black shadow being pulled away, and the door of the temple was opened with a 'bang'.

A seductive red dress came into view, she pushed her hands again, Ming Yao saw that her face was blushing, so she had to let go.

"My maidservant has seen Lord Yao." Madam Yi clenched her teeth, Fuxia's body trembled slightly, and she glanced sharply at Qingyin.

Mingyao glanced at him coldly, but didn't want to talk to her, and Nanny Yi seemed to be used to it long ago, and got up on her own.

Qingyin stood awkwardly in the distance, neither advancing nor retreating.

Nanny Yi looked around and saw that the ground was in a mess, the torn black cloth covered the original expensive blanket, and the table was full of cold dishes and soups. She walked forward and her eyes fell on the meals. Above: "Lord Yao, why don't you need food again."

Qingyin could tell that her tone was full of reluctance and helplessness.

Seeing that Mingyao still didn't respond, Mammy Yi stretched out her hand and touched the edge of the porcelain bowl: "It's getting cold, servant girl, please ask the imperial dining room to bring some more."

The eyes fell on Ming Yao's back with hope, even if it was just a simple nod, she was satisfied...

Mingyao moved a bit, then turned around and went to bed, Mammy Yi was pleasantly surprised, with a joyful look on her face.

He was barefoot and was about to walk outside, but Qingyin hurriedly grabbed his wrist with one hand and pressed him down.

Lifting the boots on the ground, she didn't feel anything wrong at all, so she knelt down to help him put them on.

Ming Yao bent down and snatched it from her hand.

Qingyin raised her head in surprise, but saw his handsome face was slightly red, and his expression was extremely unnatural.After frantically putting it on, he sat up straight and put his hands on his sides.

"Yao Wangye." Yimao endured the loneliness, her eyes were full of smiles, and her face was like a peach blossom: "I will serve you to change your clothes..."

As soon as Mingyao heard the word "changing clothes", Mingyao's originally silent eyes glanced at Yimao. Qingyin had never seen his eyes like that. They were cold, without any warmth, and he couldn't see the fluctuations in his heart. It was just extremely cold, which made people feel uncomfortable. Can't stop trembling.

Ming Yao stood up and stepped out.

Mammy Yi looked at his approaching figure, and feebly raised the little hand in her sleeve, but she didn't dare to hold it, she could only watch him pass her by.

Ming Yao must be resentful towards himself.Realizing this, her hands stiffened for a moment, and then dropped to her sides.

Qingyin looked at his back, she picked up the cloak hanging at the side after knowing it, and followed him out.

Mammy Yi didn't make any trouble anymore, she supported the edge of the table with one hand, and sat down straight.

Ming Yao didn't walk out of the garden, but just stepped on the withered red hair on the ground, and all the long hair that hadn't been combed in the future was scattered behind his head, against the indifferent purple, he was even colder.

"Sister Yin..." Mo Xue raised her head, and just about to follow, she was dragged by Ye Yatou's side: "Xuexue, stay here with my sister."

She half understood, her black pupils flickered for a moment, then she nodded and said nothing.

Qingyin stepped forward in a low voice, and stepped on the bluestone slab that had lost its original color. Mingyao was very tall, and she had to stand on her toes to close the cloak tightly for him.

Tying a knot in front, Qingyin smiled and stood beside him.

Mingyao still didn't say a word, his gloomy eyes fell on Qingyin's lips, unconsciously, he was a little bit infected, and his heart felt like a knot that had been blocked for a long time was slowly loosening.

With one side of her eyes, she met Ming Yao's eyes, the two of them smiled tacitly, and inexplicably, their mood improved.

Qingyin inadvertently looked at the ground, her eyes widened, Mingyao followed her line of sight, but found nothing unusual.

Putting one hand on her chin, she pulled Mingyao and pointed at the shadow on the ground: "Yao, you are just like this shadow, standing where you are, unable to see the light."

He looked at Qingyin's small face stained with solemnity, took his arms with both hands, and turned him in a circle, facing the high-hanging sun, pointed to the ground again with his little hand: "But, as long as you turn around Don't you just leave everything behind? Try and hug the sun."

She waited expectantly for Mingyao to stretch out his hand, but he stared at her with a puzzled expression, his fair and handsome face was full of puzzlement.

Qingyin suppressed a smile, pulled his hand up and straightened it, she passed in front of Mingyao, and kept his other hand in the same position: "Raise your head." Seeing that he was still hesitating, Qingyin walked behind him , put a small hand on his head: "lift it up."

It wasn't until he obediently obeyed helplessly that she placed her hands on Ming Yao's elbows and slowly lifted them up: "Do you feel it? It's very warm."

She just wanted him to be like a normal person, this was just the simplest relaxation movement, but Ming Yao was so unfamiliar with it, even fearful of rejection.

"Yao." Her voice was close to her ears, but it seemed to come from far away: "Remember, don't always force yourself, we need to relax, we need warmth, we need all the good things in this world, Yes, accept all the inequalities, but we don't need to accept our fate!"

Voiceless' tone was firm and forceful, and Mingyao's closed eyes trembled, as if he had listened.

The thick black eyelashes cast a fine shadow on the eye contour, she slowly let go of her hand, Ming Yao still maintained that hugging posture, the gloom on her face gradually dissipated.

(End of this chapter)