Jin Boliang: Concubine Mei does not accept joy

Chapter 80

"Young master? Why am I here?"

"You have been in a coma for nearly half a month. This is in the carriage. We can return to the capital city of Rorshaw tomorrow!"

"Half a month?"

Hearing this, Miao Aier was startled, she had unconsciously been in a coma for nearly half a month, so what happened to them during this half month?Moreover, Zijue didn't seem to be in the carriage.

Hugging the brocade quilt on her body, Miao Aier unconsciously had a hint of panic in her eyes, she was afraid that something would happen to Zijue if her dream was real.

"That Zijue? Where did Zijue go?"

"Zi Jue?" Hearing Miao Aier's words, Di Yao frowned but let go instantly, his eyes were still so cold, "I sent him out on some errands, it may take some time before he comes back! "

Hearing that Miao Aier didn't speak, she just stared at Di Yao blankly, with a look of inquiry in her eyes, which made Di Yao's heart ache. It turned out that in her heart, he was no longer It is ridiculous to be a trustworthy person again, Di Yao smiled embarrassingly, got up and sat beside Miao Aier, and stroked her hair involuntarily.

But the moment he touched her hair, his hands trembled involuntarily. He never realized that Miao Aier's hair was as beautiful as that woman's.

"Don't you believe me, Ai'er? Zijue is my younger brother! I won't do anything to him, let alone lie to you!"

Biting her lips lightly, Miao Aier lowered her head, she believed that Di Yao would not do anything to Zijue, because he was an existence he regarded as a family member.Pulling her lips and chuckling, she shouldn't have doubted it.

"I'm sorry young master, I just, just had a dream, so..." "Dream? What's wrong?"

Holding the brocade quilt tightly with her hands, Miao Ai'er still lowered her head, her eyes dimmed: "I dreamed that Zijue told me not to forget him..."

Don't forget him!
Looking lonely at the silent woman in front of her, Di Yao's heart beat uncontrollably again, yes, if Ai'er knew what Zijue had done for her, would she still forget him?Probably not!
She will always remember him, and remember that there is a man who gave everything for her.

The carriage was still advancing unhurriedly, Di Yao suddenly felt stuffy in his chest, as if something was pressing him down, got up and got out of the carriage, sat beside the groom, looked up at the gray sky in the distance, Di Yao Yao suddenly laughed:

"It's going to snow!"

"That's right, it's strange to say, but there has never been snow in Jiangnan in December. I don't know why it will snow this year!"

The coachman smiled heartily, still not forgetting to drive the carriage.

Jiangnan in December that never snowed?

This year's snow is to pay homage to Zijue?Or pay homage to my love that has died!
Early the next morning, the carriage arrived at Di Mansion in the capital of Luoxia as scheduled.

As soon as he entered the door, the butler hurried forward and told Di Yao that Luo Yiming had left with Miss Bai. Before leaving, he just left a letter saying that I must hand it to you personally.

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his shirt and gave it to Di Yao.

After receiving the letter, Di Yao didn't open it right away, but accompanied Miao Aier back to the West Lotus Garden. Seeing the maid help Miao Aier into the room, Di Yao turned and left with peace of mind, and opened the letter in his hand. Xin, but frowned for a moment, stood still abruptly, turned back and walked back to Miao Aier's room.

Before the house was closed, Miao Aier was drinking a glass of water under the service of the maid. Seeing Di Yao came back again, her eyes were full of doubts: "Why is the young master back again? Is there anything else?"

"Ai'er." Holding the letter in his hand tightly, Di Yao continued, "Do you know why the saintess of the Miao ethnic group saved you?"

Frowning puzzledly, Miao Aier tilted her head to look at him in doubt, and asked, "Why?"

"She told us to find someone, a woman with a bloody butterfly birthmark on her back. Do you know anything about her?"

"Bloody Butterfly?" Miao Aier was obviously taken aback, and the tone of her words couldn't help but increase, "What do you want to know?"

"I want to know, who is she?"

Putting down the cup in her hand, Miao Aier looked at Di Yao: "I don't know who she is, I only know that she is the daughter of Ye Xi and Miao Yiqian, the former saint of the Miao ethnic group!"

"Yexi's daughter?"

"En! She is Ye Xi's daughter, what's the matter?" Seeing Di Yao's pale and surprised face, Miao Aier didn't know how to speak, did she say something wrong?

"No, it's nothing, Ai'er, you have a good rest, I'll come to see you some other day!"

"En!" Replied blankly, seeing Di Yao's leaving back, Miao Aier didn't want to say anything, the most important thing now is that she should take good care of her body and wait for Zijue to come back.

Thinking of Zijue, Miao Aier's face could not help but blush, like azaleas blooming all over the mountain, charming and charming.

Trembling slightly, Di Yao came out of the West Lotus Garden. Di Yao couldn't believe the fact that the woman he was thinking of was actually the daughter of the man he hated the most, and he still hurt her so deeply!
Blood started to fall in the gray sky, and the translucent snowflakes silently fell on Di Yao's eyelashes. Every time he blinked, they floated up and down, and turned into water in a moment, flowing down the corners of her eyes, smashing It fell to the ground, silently.

Walking back to the study, Di Yao picked up the writing brush that was sitting on it, but he was obsessed with it and didn't know how to write it.

How can Luo Yiming accept the fact that even he can't accept it? He loves her so deeply, but the man is so ruthless. Why are they always like this, hovering between love and hate? Difficult to choose!

Sighing helplessly, he finally wrote down a pen on the paper. The few short words made Di Yao think hard about how to minimize the damage.

As everyone knows, no matter how tactful, this fact is like iron and cannot be changed!
Put the paper in your hand into the envelope, and hand it to the housekeeper: "You must hand it to Mr. Luo, understand?"

"It's the young master, this subordinate understands!"

It was night, the dark night sky, not even a single star, and the heavy snow like goose feathers fell in the sky lightly, landing silently.

However, a remote cold palace in the Luoxia Palace was brightly lit, and the maids filed out of it one by one, each holding a basin in their hands, with cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

In the dark room, there were waves of women's painful and enduring cries.

Ye Xi stood aside, watching the woman in the palace who was dedicated to delivering the concubine's baby with a calm expression on her face, muttering: "Girl, hold on for a while, it will be fine soon, take a deep breath, use your strength, yes, yes, I see It's the child's head..." Waves of comfort fell into Ye Xi's ears, but it made him more nervous, and he couldn't explain why, since the woman lying on the bed was not important to her , he is just his pawn, like her unborn child, a pawn destined to be thrown out regardless of life or death, but why, seeing her painful expression, his heart just can't be calm He came down, as if about to break through his chest, rushing to her, comforting her softly.

Quietly clenching her fists, Ye Xi wanted to turn around and leave, but she couldn't move forward. It wasn't until a man rushed in and whispered a few words to him that he glanced worriedly at Bai Zi Yun, and then said to the imperial doctor beside him: "Take good care of her, if something happens to their mother and child, I will definitely not let any of you go, you know?"

Ye Xi didn't know how serious his tone was when he spoke, his solemnity made the imperial doctor in front of him break out in a cold sweat.

Flicking the corner of her clothes, Ye Xi turned and walked towards the dark room.

In the study, Ye Xi looked at the woman kneeling in front of him with her hands behind her back. She was wrapped in a red skirt, outlining her soft beauty, but her beautiful face was as cold as ice.

"How? What's the news?" "Return to the Lord, half a month ago, two men brought a woman to the Miao ethnic group, saying that they wanted the saint to help remove the 'lunar eclipse cup' on the woman, and the saint agreed to relieve it." In exchange for finding a woman with a blood-colored butterfly on her back!"

(End of this chapter)