C818 818 Return to King's Mansion at night

"No need, I don't know the Prince Jing. It's just that I have the same name as the deceased Crown Princess Jing."

"Is that so?"

Qin Xuan laughed and did not think much of it, "So that means, the name 'Yan Yuan' that you recited in your dreams, is only the name of the King Jing? So there really is such a coincidence in this world. "

Liu Ruo Qing's expression stiffened as she heard Qin Xuan's strange tone.

She had even called out to Yan Yuan in her dreams?

She frowned and did not continue Qin Xuan's words for a while. After a while, she said: "In short, I ask that Your Highness not meddle in my matters. We meet by chance, and as long as we go our separate ways, it's fine."

She didn't want Yan Yuan to know that she was still alive right now. There were some things that she needed to take care of first before he could decide on the next step.

When she reached the door, she stopped, turned to look at Qin Xuan, and walked back in, "Prince Duan."

"Go ahead."

Qin Xuan casually made a "please" gesture.

"Is Your Highness going to see Yan Yuan?"

Hearing this, Qin Xuan did not immediately admit nor deny it. He only frowned, looked at Liu Ruo Qing, and laughed: "Miss, do you mean this Yan Yuan, is he King Jing or the Yan Yuan in your dreams?"

MMP!

Liu Ruo Qing cursed inwardly. How could this person be so annoying? She clearly knew who she was referring to.

"King Jing."

She looked at Qin Xuan and replied patiently.

"Is the lady very familiar with the King Jing?"

F * ck!

She could not help but curse, was he taking revenge on her for not admitting her relationship with Yan Yuan?

"Yes, very familiar."

Qin Xuan laughed, he took a sip of the tea and got back to the main topic at hand, "Does Miss need my help with something?"

"It's nothing, I just hope that if Your Highness goes to see Yan Yuan, I hope that Your Highness will not mention me."

"Why? This king has heard that because of your death, the King Jing is depressed and unhappy all day.

At this time, Qin Xuan had changed his way of addressing Liu Ruo Qing, Liu Ruo Qing did not deny it, but when he mentioned that Yan Yuan did not have much time left, his heart tensed up, and his eyes became extremely sore.

"Since I'm already dead, there's no need to go and give him any more trouble. As for him … "As time passes, it will all be over."

"You really think so?"

"Why don't you go and see what he looks like now? This king has heard that his days are going to be very tough."

Liu Ruo Qing did not say anything, but bit her lower lip tightly, preventing her sorrowful mood from revealing too clearly in front of Qin Xuan.

"This is my problem. In short, the matter I mentioned just now, I would like to ask Your Highness for a favor."

Seeing Qin Xuan's lowered eyes and thought for a while, nodded his head, "Alright, since Miss is unwilling, then this king will not be someone to meddle in other people's business."

"Thank you very much."

With that, Liu Ruo Qing turned around and left Qin Xuan's room without any hesitation, returning back to his own room next door.

As night fell, Liu Ruo Qing stayed in her room for the entire day.

The moon outside the window slowly climbed up into the sky. Jindu, who had just passed the winter solstice, was terrifyingly cold.

The snow slowly fell from the sky like goose feathers. Even the moonlight seemed much colder as the dark night sky became even deeper.

A moment later, a black figure came out of Liu Ruo Qing's room and quickly disappeared into the night.

The door to the room next door was pushed open gently. Qian Wei looked in the direction the black figure disappeared in and asked thoughtfully: "Prince, where is she going?"

"King Jing Palace."

Qin Xuan played with his fingers, and laughed softly. In the end, women were still women, no matter how heartless they were, they would never be able to let go of things that they could not.

Just as Qin Xuan had expected, Liu Ruo Qing was indeed going to the King Jing Palace.

Taking advantage of the night, she skillfully flipped over the side yard of King Jing Palace. This was because there were less guards, which was easier to avoid being discovered.

Having lived here for nearly three years, Liu Ruo Qing was extremely familiar with every corner, including the route of the Duke Palaces' night patrols.

Looking at the luxurious yet unnoticeably gloomy mansion in front of him, Liu Ruo Qing's heart ached.

He headed towards a courtyard at the side of the main courtyard. That was where his mistress lived, and young son usually lived with her, so they were slightly closer to the main courtyard.

She had not seen him for a while. She wondered if her young son had obediently eaten and grown up again.

Remembering that he lost his mother's son at such a young age, Liu Ruo Qing's eyes became extremely sore.

When they arrived at the courtyard where the wet nurse lived, two figures, one big and one small, were reflected in the bright glazed lights of the house.

"Is young son sleepy? If you're tired, then go to sleep. The prince will come to pick you up later. "

The little guy shook his head and sat on top of the wet nurse. The child's soft voice had a hint of good manners. His little head gently shook as he said, "No, I'm waiting for father."

His small, fleshy hands were wrapped around the wet nurse's neck. His head was close to her chest as he whispered, "Nanny, is father thinking of mother again?"

"This …"

The wet nurse's face stiffened. The little guy was now three years old. She could tell that even though he was young, he was very sensible. He would often mention his mother to her in private, but never mention his mother in front of his father.

"Is Your Highness also thinking of your mother?"

"En!"

The little guy nodded heavily and said, "The empress dowager, emperor gege, and the emperor's uncle all said that mother went far, far away. When Heng Er grows up, mother will come back …"

His voice sounded muffled, as if he wanted to cry, but he kept it in.

The milkmaid's eyes were slightly red as she hugged the three-year-old child without a mother with a pained heart. She forced a smile and said, "Then I'll just eat obediently and quickly grow up. If that happens, the wangfei will come back."

Liu Ruo Qing stood outside and listened to the conversation between the two of them. Listening to her son's heavy loss and sadness from her words, her tears had long drenched her clothes.

"You're all lying to me."

The sobs in the little guy's voice became more obvious, "I heard people whispering that my mother was already dead. Even if Heng Er had grown up, my mother still wouldn't have come back."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly burst into tears. Hearing what Liu Ruo Qing said, her heart tightened and her lower lip was bitten off heavily by her, causing him to barely be able to make a sound.

I'm sorry Heng Er, Mother is sorry! Mother should really die, I'm sorry, I'm sorry …

The wet nurse was so nervous by the little guy's sudden crying that she was at a loss for what to do. She could only hug the little guy and randomly coax him.