Chapter 131 Careful comfort

Ji Fengqing didn't expect that when she saw Yu Ling again, it was this scene

Princess Lanling, who is simply glad to be dressed in a gorgeous dress, only wore a plain white cloak, wrapping her delicate body so tight that it was not airtight. She did not wear any pearls and jade on her head, and did not put any makeup on her face. Her small face as big as a palm was so pale that she could not see a trace of blood. Her big charming eyes were dull and unsightly

Such haggard and weak Yu Ling made Ji Fengqing feel distressed. It seems that the rumors are true. Yu Ling was punished by Yuan Shao for the private meeting with Yuan Jun in the Xiefang Palace and was confined to the palace for many days. Later, Emperor Yàn sent an envoy to threaten Wei State to send his escaped concubine, otherwise he would not hesitate to fight. The subsequent events would definitely make her life difficult.

Ling'er, be careful under your feet

Ji Fengqing hurriedly stepped forward, holding her forearm with one hand and her waist with the other, trying to help her get on the carriage

Yu Ling intentionally or unintentionally avoided his hand that touched his waist and said with a forced smile: Thank you Brother Qing

Her bland smile could not hide the sadness and sadness in her eyes, which made people feel heartbroken. Ji Fengqing didn't care about the strange eyes of others, and followed her into the carriage with her waist.

Fortunately, the carriage prepared by Yuan Shao for Yu Ling was very spacious, and the two of them didn't feel narrow when they sat in. However, Yu Ling was in a low mood and frowned and said: Why are you here too?

Ji Fengqing took her into her arms, quickly scented her cheek, and smiled gently: I'm afraid you're lonely, so come up to talk to you, isn't that good?

Ji Fengqing has always been a terrifying and vicious tongue. What he said can make people angry. It is rare to have such gentle and considerate times. If it were normal, Yu Ling would definitely be very helpful. But she was disheartened and had no intention of flirting with him. She just glanced at him indifferently, lowering her head without saying a word.

Baby, what's wrong with you? Your Majesty said you asked me to escort you, why are you ignoring me again now?

Ji Fengqing made a candy-shaped look and rubbed her arm with a flattering look.

This kind of low-mindedness has always been a common trick used by the romantic young master Situ Muyun, but Ji Fengqing regarded himself very well and had always been disdainful. Today, he actually learned his appearance to coax Yu Ling. But seeing his beautiful appearance, red lips, white teeth, and picturesque eyebrows and eyes, coupled with such a puppy-like move, it was really a bit incongruous. Yu Ling couldn't hold back her face and laughed out loud. The depression in her chest actually dissipated a few points.

Why don’t you learn? You have to learn Mu Yun’s death? His trick is not suitable for you, my beauty!

Yu Ling frivolously patted his exquisite and beautiful face

Seeing that she finally showed her face, Ji Fengqing felt much more relaxed and smiled and said: Snowy face is not suitable for you. My little fairy, you still look the most beautiful when you smile!

Seeing that his eyes were full of tenderness and lingering, and his words were full of concern, Yu Ling felt a sense of sorrow in her heart, and couldn't help but throw herself into his arms, crying like an aggrieved child: Brother Qing... Woo... He... He was so cruel that he actually wanted me to become a monk...

Ji Fengqing was surprised and immediately understood that he was referring to Yuan Shao. He felt a little sour in his heart, but he finally understood why she was depressed and frowning, patted her back with pity and said softly: Good baby, stop crying, be good...

Yu Ling was depressed for a long time, but she was unwilling to share her thoughts with others easily. She finally found such an opportunity to vent her. She could not persuade her. She cried so hard that she was dark. Tears were like a flood that broke into a dam, pouring out all her grief and anger. Seeing that she could not persuade her, Ji Fengqing simply hugged her gently in her arms, letting her beat and cry, it would be better to vent her sadness than to get sick due to depression.

Yu Ling leaned in his arms and cried for a long time. She stopped slowly when she was tired of crying. Her delicate body was still trembling. Ji Fengqing took out a white silk handkerchief from her arms, carefully wiped away the tears from her face, pinched her red nose, and teased: Have you cried enough? Look at you, your eyes are swollen like peaches, so ugly!

Yu Ling was a little embarrassed and glared at him coquettishly, but after venting his heart, most of the depression in his chest dissipated.

Ji Fengqing helped her up and sat on her lap and said seriously: Ling'er, I think you are wrong about Your Majesty. Your Majesty has his plan to send you to Qixia Temple.

Hum, what can he have?

Yu Ling sneered unconvincedly

Think about it, if Your Majesty is really cruel and ruthless, why don’t you send you back to the country of Yàn to calm the anger of the Yuwengou thieves, but instead meet with the Yuwengou thieves for you? Your Majesty sent you to Qixia Temple, which is not intended to make you become a monk, but to avoid the limelight. After all, there are many criticisms from the court now, and there are bad rumors everywhere, saying that you are the evil girl who harms the country and the people. You stay in the palace, on the one hand, it is not conducive to resting your body, and on the other hand, it is not conducive to calming public opinion. Your Majesty wants to concentrate on defeating the Yàn army, and then the rumors of the evil girl who harms the country will be self-defeating. Once the war is over, Your Majesty should take you back to the palace again. Isn’t this arrangement very good?

Yu Ling was stunned. When Yen Shao wanted to send her to Qixia Temple, she was impulsive and angry, and was furious. She only tried to irritate Yuan Shao. She didn't ask too much about the reason and refused to listen to his explanation. She just thought that he had disliked herself and wanted to send her to become a monk. She was talented. She was just blinded by anger before. Now she calmed down and thought about it carefully. What Ji Fengqing said was indeed very reasonable. Perhaps Yuan Shao had other difficulties.

Did he tell you in person or did you guess?

Yu Ling asked hesitantly

It's my guess, but I believe it should be

Yu Ling was half-believing and half-doubted, meditating on the cushion for a long time, worried about gains and losses, her face was sometimes happy and sometimes sad, and she was changing. Seeing that she had just cried, she was now worried and sad, and was afraid that she would hurt her body, she advised: Ling'er, don't think too much, just let it go. Didn't you ask Mu Yun last time? We will pass by his mansion along the way. Can I take you to see him?

Yu Ling has never had Situ Muyun since he returned to China, and he was very worried. Seeing that it was still early outside and Qixia Temple was not far away. Even if he had visited Muyun, he had time to go there. He happily agreed to Ji Fengqing's proposal and the group rode to Anyang Hou Mansion in a carriage.

Writer's words: Thank you for the roasted pudding from Gardenia, the Spring Festival couplets from Macng and a good tit wavy from MJMA