C869 He's crying?

Inside the King Jing Palace, it was very quiet. The servants had all gone back to celebrate New Year.

When Liu Ruo Qing was around, she already had this rule: People could go home and celebrate New Year's Eve with their families. Those who did not have family members or were not in the capital, could also take two days off to do whatever they wanted.

Now, even though the princess no longer had a wife, Yan Yuan would still carry out the rules he had left behind.

Now, it was time for the servants to go on holiday and return home. In the entire King Jing Palace, there were only a few servants and Liu Ruo Qing, the "foreign guest" who stayed in the Duke Palaces and had nowhere to go.

At this time, she was sitting alone on the stone steps of her own courtyard, the cold chill of the floor made her feel nothing. In the past New Year's Eve, she should be accompanying Yan Yuan in the palace, which would make him feel lonely and sad.

She folded her arms, feeling the cool night wind, even though it was late in the night, but she wasn't sleepy at all.

She raised her head and looked at the night sky. By now, the palace feast should have already dispersed, he and Heng Er should already be back.

Looking at the closed side door, she pricked up her ears in an attempt to hear him and her son's voices, but she could not hear anything. She could only hear the familiar footsteps coming closer and closer to the door.

She looked over in surprise and saw that the closed door had suddenly been pushed open.

Yan Yuan's figure was staggering as he staggered over from that direction.

"Your Highness."

Liu Ruo Qing quickly got up and walked towards him, only to see him suddenly staggering forward, and directly jumping into her embrace.

The smell of alcohol wafted over, causing Liu Ruo Qing to frown. As she supported Yan Yuan, she muttered: "Why are you drinking so much?"

Yan Yuan seemed to have heard her mutterings. His eyes that were stained red with alcohol looked at Liu Ruo Qing a little blurry, as if he saw something from her face.

"Qing Er is not coming back."

His face suddenly revealed a child's sadness and disappointment, as well as helplessness and hesitation. He began to repeat himself, "Qing Er won't be back, Qing Er won't be back, she won't even be back for the new year …"

He smiled bitterly, his laugh so bitter it made one's heart ache.

She saw him stagger to a nearby stone step and sit down, his eyes blank and dazed.

Liu Ruo Qing felt her heart ache as she walked over to help him up, "Yan Yuan, get up, don't sit here, you'll catch a cold."

Because he was too nervous for Yan Yuan, he did not even remember to change his voice. That "Yan Yuan" made the drunk Yan Yuan stunned for a moment.

He raised his eyes to look at Liu Ruo Qing, only to see her frowning as she helped him up from the ground and led him inside the house. He stared at the person in front of him without saying a word.

Liu Ruo Qing helped him lie down on the bed. Seeing that he still wanted to get up, she used both of her hands to press down on his shoulders, as if she was coaxing a child, and told him: "Listen to me, lie down obediently. I'll go wash your face."

She was about to call for some hot water, but then she realized it was New Year's Eve. The servants were on vacation, and the servants who hadn't left the manor were already asleep.

She thought for a moment and didn't go to wake them up. Instead, she went to the kitchen and poured some hot water in to prepare.

When she went back to her room, Yan Yuan was already asleep on the bed.

"Why did I fall asleep just like that after drinking …"

After muttering to herself for a bit, she put the basin aside, filled a handful with hot water and gently wiped it for him.

"Stop sleeping, Yan Yuan, stop sleeping …"

She gently woke him as she wiped his face.

Yan Yuan seemed to have heard her voice as he faintly opened his eyes. It was just that his pupils were so blurry that they seemed to be devoid of focus, as if they were completely shrouded by drunkenness.

"Yan Yuan?"

"Qing Er?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and the moment he saw Liu Ruo Qing, his blurry eyes flashed with a brilliant light. "Qing Er, you're back! You're finally willing to come back. "

Liu Ruo Qing was startled, she subconsciously held her face with her hands, but she did not take off her human skin mask. If he were to call her Qing Er now, then she must be drunk.

"Yan Yuan, I …"

The words that were about to come out of his mouth were interrupted by Yan Yuan's sudden hug.

He held her tightly in his arms, holding her as if she would run away if he let her go even a little bit. She would run far away, and he would never be able to find her.

"You're finally willing to come back. You forgive me, don't you? Qing Er, have you forgiven me? "

A hoarse voice passed by Liu Ruo Qing's ears, "I'm sorry, Qing Er, I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you properly, I'm sorry …"

Liu Ruo Qing did not move from her embrace. As long as she moved, he would hug her even more forcefully.

"Sorry …" Sorry... "Sorry …"

He kept repeating the words "I'm sorry", but Liu Ruo Qing only shook her head quietly, "You didn't betray me, don't blame yourself …"

His hands trembled as he lifted them, gently stroking the silver strands that were so white that there was not a single strand of hair left in them. His eyes were stinging.

Only when he was drunk could she carelessly touch him, feel everything about him, feel the silver strands of hair that had whitened her hair overnight.

The edge of his neck suddenly felt hot. That moist and warm feeling made Liu Ruo Qing's heart tighten.

He's … Did he cry?

"Sorry, Qing Er, I will definitely protect you well in the future, don't leave, okay, don't leave."

The strength in his hands became more and more intense, and his voice revealed a helplessness and begging that was close to despair.

Liu Ruo Qing's throat was in a panic, her face was moved, and the tears that were in the depths of her eyes surged out, "Alright, I won't go, I won't go."

As if he had heard her promise, Yan Yuan's face revealed a satisfied yet naive smile that was like a child's. He looked up at her, and the light in his eyes shone strongly.

"Qing Er..."

He bent down and accidentally grabbed her lips, forcing Liu Ruo Qing to feel pain.

However, she only froze for half a second and did not push him away.

The flickering candlelight, accompanied by the bright fireworks outside the window, made this New Year's Eve night seem destined to be beautiful and unforgettable.

After their clothes were stripped off, the candlelight completely reflected the image of their two entwined bodies on the wall. Their warmth was lingering and burning …

Yan Yuan had never felt such pain in his head before, it was as if someone had released a bow in his head, forcefully pushing his head away.

He put his hand on his forehead and sat up in bed, his mind still blank.

"Prince, you're awake."