Nong Nu Jiao

"This dressing table wasn't originally there; you had it set up after she arrived."

Cen Lingyi pointed to the large dressing table on the side.

His inner chamber was originally intended for rest. He didn't need to dress up or groom himself, so it didn't originally have these things.

That same month when the summer solstice arrived, this dressing table appeared here.

"This is for you." Yan Chenghui wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. "The other day when you came out of the bath, I saw you looking for a mirror, but there wasn't one here. After you returned to the side hall, I had Yun Que go to the storeroom to get this dressing table for you."

Cen Lingyi thought about it carefully and realized that she had indeed looked for a mirror in the inner palace before.

Because her hair was messy after bathing, she always had to comb it neatly before going out to meet people.

He actually noticed it?

"What about those clothes? Weren't they prepared for Banxia?"

Cen Lingyi pointed to the gauze cabinet.

There's a whole wardrobe full of new clothes, all kinds of them.

"What did I prepare for her?" Yan Chenghui asked irritably. "I bought all of those things for you from various places. But you weren't with me when I got them, so I had Yun Que prepare a gauze wardrobe specifically for storing them."

"For me?"

Cen Lingyi frowned.

Has she been misunderstanding him all along?

"If it's not for you, who is it for? Didn't I give you a few to wear before? They all fit you well, didn't they?"

Yan Chenghui looked at her with amusement.

"I thought you prepared it for Banxia, ​​and I was sad several times. I was so heartbroken for nothing. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Cen Lingyi leaned over and sat on his lap.

"I thought you knew." Yan Chenghui hugged her tighter. "Those clothes, which color and size aren't yours? She's not as tall as you, and she's so thin. How could these clothes fit her?"

"That's true."

Cen Lingyi thought about it carefully. Banxia was petite and delicate, half a head shorter than her, and indeed thin.

"If you have any other misunderstandings about me, just say them all so I won't be wronged again next time."

Yan Chenghui held her close, looking down at her.

Cen Lingyi rested her head on his shoulder, thought for a moment, and said, "So, you and Sun Peihuan, were you also giving her acupuncture?"

"certainly."

Yan Chenghui did not hesitate.

"Anyway, she's dead, so say whatever you want." Cen Lingyi snorted lightly, but in her heart she already believed it to some extent: "What about Qin Luoshui? You spent several nights in her room."

"Qin Luoshui is not dead."

Yan Chenghui pressed his chin against her forehead and said.

Cen Lingyi chuckled and said, "She's been married for several years now. I'll find out if I ask around."

She suddenly remembered someone: Gu Zhuoqing.

That granddaughter of the Grand Secretary, who was always aloof and unwilling to talk to anyone. She lived a very clear-headed and insightful life, and she was already looking for other men outside so early on.

People like that should be living very happily now.

Cen Lingyi chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?"

Yan Chenghui tilted his head to look at her.

Cen Lingyi covered her lips, laughing even more heartily: "I can't tell you, I'm afraid you'll be furious."

"Is it about Grand Secretary Gu's granddaughter making an appointment with a young man outside?"

Yan Chenghui pondered for a moment and then asked her.

Cen Lingyi was surprised, her eyes widening: "You knew?"

He actually knew? And even though he knew, he didn't do anything about it?

"The young man there is called Yin Bojun, and they have been married for several years."

The banquet was held in Huizhou.

"You found out so much?" Cen Lingyi looked at him suspiciously. "What do you mean?"

Judging from his appearance, he didn't seem to care about Gu Zhuoqing at all; he couldn't even say her name.

However, it's also possible that he was faking it.

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Chenghui ruffled her hair. "Yin Bojun is a genius when it comes to stone tablets and rubbings of calligraphy and paintings. He helped organize some of the evidence related to your father-in-law's affairs."

"So that's how it is."

Cen Lingyi suddenly realized: "Then I believe you."

"Believe me about what?"

Yan Chenghui was puzzled.

"I'm sure you haven't touched anyone else."

Cen Lingyi spoke in a very serious tone.

He didn't care that Gu Zhuoqing was having an affair with another man, and he could still hire that man to work for him. It must have nothing to do with Gu Zhuoqing.

Gu Zhuoqing entered the Eastern Palace with Xia Qinghe, making them among the earliest women in his inner quarters, yet he never touched any of them.

What about those who come later?

"I never touched them," Yan Chenghui said. "If I had touched them, why would I have arranged for Xia Qinghe to bring the children back?"

"That makes sense. How come I didn't think of that before?"

Cen Lingyi hugged his neck and kissed him hard on the cheek.

He was so clean and tidy, and he smelled wonderful when I kissed him.

"Do you believe me now?"

Yan Chenghui pinched her chin and stared at her rosy lips.

"I reserve the right to have doubts."

Cen Lingyi smiled and nudged him.

"No, you can't doubt me at all. I've never had anyone else in my heart."

Yan Chenghui pecked her lips.

"Who said that?" Cen Lingyi pressed her hand against his lips: "The Fahua Temple caught fire, such a huge fire, I almost got burned to death. I still remember, you saved Sun Peihuan then, but not me."

She recalled that scene and could no longer laugh; her dark eyes welled up with tears.

Just thinking about it makes me sad, as if my heart is broken. My long eyelashes droop down, and my lips are pressed into a thin line, like a bullied kitten, quietly angry.

"The person I wanted to save back then was you." Yan Chenghui cupped her face in his hands: "That day, before we left, I told you to wear the same color as my court robes. Why did you want to change clothes with Sun Peihuan when we arrived at the temple?"

The dress he specially chose for her was meant to match him.

She never expected that she would swap clothes with Sun Peihuan.

"She thought the clothes were nice and said that I, as a servant, was not worthy to wear them. Actually, she was just jealous that you gave me the clothes, and she insisted on swapping with me."

Hearing him say that made Cen Lingyi feel much better.

It turns out that he still intended to save her, but he mistook her for someone else.

That's forgivable.

"When Song Mingchi and I rushed in at the same time, I saw the clothes Sun Peihuan was wearing and mistook them for yours. I didn't look closely before carrying her out." Yan Chenghui wiped her eyes. "Are you upset? It's my fault for not looking carefully."

"It's not your fault, it's Sun Peihuan's fault. She insisted that I change clothes with her."

Cen Lingyi hugged him and rested her face on his shoulder.

Yan Chenghui gently patted her back to comfort her.

"I won't do that again, I won't let anyone bully you..."

Thinking back to that time, he deserved to die for trying every possible way to make things difficult for her.

How could he be so heartless?

"So you still loved me back then, didn't you?"

Cen Lingyi suddenly looked up at him.

He was willing to rush into the fire for her, no matter what, isn't that because he loves her?

"I have always loved you."

Yan Chenghui kissed her cheek.

Cen Lingyi smiled, then rested her chin on his shoulder, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

So back then, he was already willing to give his life for her.

"Then why did you bully me like that?"

She rubbed her chin against him, not because she cared about those things, but just chatting.

"I thought you had fallen for someone else and were very unwilling to accept it, which is why I acted that way." Yan Chenghui felt a pang of pain in his heart: "Jiaojiao, I'm sorry."

"What is there to apologize for? I was the one who apologized first. I betrayed our relationship first and hurt you, which is why you acted that way."

Cen Lingyi smiled slightly, yet felt a lump in her throat.

This moment is so blissful.

"Then can you tell me why you left me in the first place? I was clearly better able to protect you than him."

Yan Chenghui released her and looked into her eyes to ask.

Although he wasn't the crown prince at that time, he was still a prince, which was much higher in status than Lu Huaiyou.

He had always wanted to know what she was thinking. Why did she choose Lu Huaiyou instead of him?

"Because, Father said that if I continue to be with you, it will only harm you." Cen Lingyi's eyes were a little red, and a hint of grievance appeared in her eyes: "Just like he wanted my sister-in-law and brother to divorce, he told me to leave you and not to involve you."

If she had a choice, she wouldn't have left him. She really couldn't bear to part with him, but she couldn't say it out loud.

"So, you left me to protect me?"

Yan Chenghui's eyes immediately reddened.

He realized what was happening.

The emperor targeted the Cen family out of jealousy, and everyone associated with the Cen family was targeted at that time.

He was the same.

He and Jiaojiao are engaged.

To avoid implicating her, her father-in-law made Jiao Jiao leave him.

She did that to protect him.

What did he do to him?

He deserves to die.

"Snapped!"

He slapped himself on the head, feeling a pain in his heart as if it were being squeezed and squeezed by a large hand.

"What are you doing?"

Cen Lingyi was startled and quickly grabbed his hand.

"Jiaojiao, I'm so sorry." Yan Chenghui hugged her, tears streaming down his face as he choked back sobs. "Silly girl, why didn't you tell me sooner?"

He shouldn't have treated her like that!

"Father said that with the Cen family gone, all the grievances had to be swallowed. Nothing could be said to anyone, because we didn't know what the consequences would be." Cen Lingyi hugged him tightly: "Besides, you were angry back then, and you wouldn't believe me no matter what I said."

"sorry……"

Yan Chenghui held his face in his hands, choking back tears in anguish.

How can he make up for the hurt he caused her?

"Please don't be like this, I was just chatting with you, and now I'm about to cry too..."

Seeing him like this, Cen Lingyi also started to cry.

"My dear, don't cry." Yan Chenghui quickly calmed down and wiped away her tears. "It's my fault for making you cry."

"That's how it is."

Cen Lingyi blinked and gave a soft snort of complaint.

"Yes, it's my fault." Yan Chenghui kissed the corner of her lips: "I'll never let you cry again."

"However, I seem to have a question I need to tell you beforehand."

Cen Lingyi thought for a moment and said.

He had always wanted a child, but despite all the attempts, she had never conceived.

She had Huai Jiao with him before, so it's definitely not his fault.

That means there's something wrong with her.

She had wanted to tell him about it ever since he mentioned getting married.

"What's the problem?"

Yan Chenghui wiped away the tears from her face and asked her in a low voice.