The Queen Mother's Kitchen Knife

Chapter 28
Tang Jingyue leaned on Xia Lian's body, the hustle and bustle of the voice could not enter her ears, the bustling streets were black and white and dull, at this moment, she felt that she had become a wandering soul, with nothing to cling to or miss Taking pictures gave her the courage to accept the reality.

Might as well be dead long ago, wouldn't it?

What is the purpose of this adventure and rebirth?Her only regret is Ah Hao!

At this moment, Tang Jingyue realized that she was a joke.The nervousness and excitement when getting up early is a joke, choosing clothes to dress up is a joke, shyness and anticipation are a joke, even going to Lingqiong Pavilion to buy gifts is a joke!Because her existence is just a joke, she thinks too much of herself and is self-righteous, how could she think that Ah Hao can accept her again?
Xia Lian supported the young lady's swaying body, seeing the young lady's brows were furrowed tightly, tears streaming down her eyes, her heart ached very much.

"Miss, isn't miss just flowers? If you feel sorry for me, let's plant flowers in the whole house! Don't cry, miss!"

Seeing that Miss' hands and feet were weak, and Xia Lian's own small body could not support a few steps, Xia Lian hurriedly invited Miss into a small teahouse on the street, and then asked Zhang Di to find Zhang Tian and call over the sedan chair.

Like a marionette, Tang Jingyue was placed in front of the table and chair by Xia Lian.Xia Lian tried to comfort her, but she didn't know the real reason why Tang Jingyue was sad, so her comfort was useless.

Tang Jingyue stared blankly at the peony flower basket that Xia Lian placed on the table.Not flowers, no.

While thinking about it, tears fell like a spring of unbearable sadness, Xia Lian didn't know what to do.

Yuan Shaokong followed his friends upstairs and downstairs from the small teahouse, and noticed Tang Jingyue in the hall.Even though Tang Jingyue was wearing a veil and changed clothes, Yuan Shaokong, with sharp eyes, recognized her at a glance.Seeing Tang Jingyue crying silently, Yuan Shaokong frowned.

There are many women in the Yuan Mansion, so there are many tears. Yuan Shaokong is really tired of the women's attitude of crying when they are right or wrong, not to mention that crying is a necessary skill for aunts and sisters to compete for favor.Surrounded by this kind of skills, Yuan Shaokong can tell at a glance whether a woman is crying in a false way.

So, when he saw Tang Jingyue crying, his first thought when he frowned was: what happened?

He still remembered the embarrassment Tang Jingyue gave Wang Binsi a few days ago.For a girl who doesn't show any affection to outsiders, what kind of things can she cry so sadly in public?
Thinking that he might be able to find out Tang Jingyue's identity for Wang Binsi, Yuan Shaokong hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to strike up a conversation.

"Why is the girl crying so sadly, can I help you?"

The hem of the crimson robe with golden flames appeared in Tang Jingyue's lowered eyes.But the distraught Tang Jingyue didn't pay attention at all. It was Xia Lian who saw a strange young man approaching and pulled the young lady back to hide nervously. Shao Kong looked at each other.

Yuan Shaokong thought for a while, looking at these eyes, he was speechless silently.

The red eye circles are like the red and happy characters covered by the white screens. The rain washes away, white and red blend, and the beauty is mixed with bleakness.This is different from the glimpse in the bustling restaurant that day, which can make people feel amazed and admired at that time, but now can only make people feel empathetic pity.

He couldn't help asking again: "Girl, what's wrong with you?"

Like a wolf guard, Xia Lian turned sideways to protect the young lady behind her, and stared at Yuan Shaokong with defensive eyes.Zhang Tian and Zhang Di were absent, so Xia Lian could only stand up.

Yuan Shaokong was about to raise his hand to make a comforting gesture for Xia Lian, indicating that he did not have any malicious intentions. A tall and mighty man ran in from outside the teahouse, dressed as a servant, and ran to Tang Jing respectfully. In front of Yue, after taking a wary look at Yuan Shaokong, he said: "Miss, the sedan chair is called, Miss, let's take the sedan chair and go home."

Tang Jingyue did not respond.Xia Lian hurriedly helped the young lady up, "Let's go."

Watching the beauty walk out of the teahouse, get on the sedan chair and leave, Yuan Shao idly twirled the wrench in his hand.really interesting.There are maid guards, but the sedan chair can only be called from the street temporarily, so the house must be just an ordinary merchant's house.Wang Binsi has been thinking about it for the past few days, but he doesn't know whether she is just a merchant's daughter or not.

The day passed quickly, and when the dusk left, the quiet and lonely night occupied the land. Tang Jingyue sat in the yard, looking at the bright stars inlaid in the sky, she could no longer cry.

At this time, she didn't know what the road ahead was, but she knew that she didn't regret her decision to enter the palace back then.A person's life is never for another person. A Hao occupies a very important position in her life, but A Hao is not the only one who occupies a very important position.

It's just that, in her previous life, she was able to give up Ah Hao for other people with great status, but what about this life?In this life, Ah Hao is the only one.

Rebirth, is it to make up for regrets, or to experience pain?
The basket of peonies on the stone table beside her was carefully cared for when it was grown in the Prince Regent's Mansion, but now it has been destroyed, and it is the end of summer, no matter how graceful and precious the peonies are, they have to say goodbye.They bowed their heads away little by little under the blowing of the night wind, and slowly curled up and withered in the deep mourning of the girl beside them.

Is it possible that the love it endured will be lost, and since then, it will be a real stranger.

It was late at night, and the Lord Protector returned home exhausted and embarrassed while the housekeeper waited for him.

The Lord Protector felt bitter.In the afternoon, he was forced by a group of new ministers to hand over the military power of a [-]-strong army. He was already old and couldn't keep up with his thinking. .Moreover, he has no reason to refuse.Now, can he still lead the army to fight?Even if he could, he would be afraid.fear death.He was afraid that if he died, his granddaughter would be truly lonely. He couldn't bear her granddaughter to suffer any more, he couldn't bear it!
The protector, who was nearly sixty years old, was afraid of death after spending half his life fighting on the battlefield.

Yes, he was afraid, from the bottom of his heart.

Duke Hu couldn't sleep, so he paced around the mansion, and unconsciously came to his granddaughter's yard, but was surprised to find that the yard was brightly lit, and his precious granddaughter was sitting in the yard, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Yue'er," Duke Hu walked into the courtyard and reprimanded, "It's so late, why are you still awake?"

Tang Jingyue, who had never spoken a word, was startled when she heard Duke Hu's voice.She turned her head to look, and saw that the Lord Protector, who was walking especially heavily and seemed to be staggering today, was walking towards her with a reproachful and distressed expression on his face.

That was Hua Rongyue's grandfather.

The candles in the lanterns in the yard flickered at this moment, and erratic shadows flashed on Hua Shixing's face, as if the Lord Protector had shed a few tears, scalding people like the shining flames of candles.

【to be continued】

(End of this chapter)