Xia Yang looked at "Xiao Yun" in shock and exclaimed, "Miss Xiao Yun, are you crazy? It's fine if you don't go to find His Highness, but why would you let His Highness come to find you?"
Xiao Yan waved his hand impatiently, "Just tell her that she's back."
Xia Yang still didn't move.
The palace was full of rumors that the eldest prince was going to get married. As soon as the eldest prince came back, Xiaoyun had a big quarrel with him, and everyone in Qianhe Palace knew about it.
Now everyone is talking about how Xiaoyun will definitely fall out of favor once the princess comes into the palace. The eldest prince is such a great man, how could he tolerate a criminal slave to be so presumptuous!
Seeing that Xia Yang didn't move, Xiao Yan's anger grew even more intense. He angrily asked, "What? I can't order you around anymore? Didn't His Highness tell me that I'm also the master of this palace? You won't listen to the master anymore?"
Xia Yang sighed. Why was Xiao Yun getting more and more angry? Pregnant women really had bad tempers.
If she met a narrow-minded eunuch, who knows how he would torture Xiaoyun in the future. He had also watched Xiaoyun's journey and knew how difficult it was for her.
Baizhi has already left the palace, and can be considered to have had a good end, but Xiaoyun could never leave the palace. Her life and death, honor and disgrace in this life all depend on His Highness.
"Miss Xiaoyun, it's not that I don't want to go, but going is useless. It will only make His Highness even more annoyed. His Highness says you are the master, so you are the master. If His Highness gets tired of you one day, to put it bluntly, who the hell are you?"
"Don't blame me for being harsh. This is the truth. Just be humble and give in to His Highness. If you don't seize the opportunity now to win His Highness's heart, your life will only become more difficult when the new person enters the mansion."
"I heard that in addition to the prince's wife, Concubine Wu also selected two beautiful women to be sent here. How will you have a place in Qianhe Palace then? Even for the sake of the child in your belly, you can't quarrel with His Highness."
The more Xiao Yan listened, the angrier he became. It turned out that everyone in Qianhe Palace thought the same way. They all thought that he would abandon Xiaoyun and find a new love.
No matter what he said or did, he couldn't change these people's minds.
"You also know that I have a child. How do you know that His Highness doesn't really love me? So what if the prince's wife enters the mansion? His Highness only has me in his heart."
Xia Yang laughed when he heard this, "Miss Xiaoyun is still young. I have seen a lot in this palace. His Highness loves you today, and he can love someone else tomorrow."
"What good would a child do? Look at the life the Eighth Prince lives. Even servants with a bit of respect dare to bully him. And this is a boy. If it was a girl, without a father to love her, she would marry anyone she wants. Wouldn't that be even more pitiful?"
Xiao Yan had a thousand words in his mind. He wanted to say that he originally wanted to marry Xiaoyun, he wanted to say that he would not ignore Xiaoyun, and he also wanted to say that no matter whether this baby was a boy or a girl, she would be his baby.
But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say a word.
He stood here holding Xiaoyun's body. Every word Xia Yang said was like a knife, cutting his soul and making it bleed.
It turns out that this is everything Xiaoyun has to face, and he still blames Xiaoyun for agreeing to the emperor's marriage.
Xiao Yan was silent for a long time, and finally waved his hand, "I understand, you can go out first."
Xia Yang didn't want to say such hurtful words, but he couldn't bear to see Xiao Yun go to a dead end. "Miss Xiao Yun, it's good that you have come to your senses. You can apologize to His Highness tomorrow. His Highness is not someone who doesn't remember the past. We can always live on in the future."
"Yuling has been guarding outside. If you need anything, just call her. She is loyal and knows to guard you."
Xiao Yan tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
Of course he could be angry and ignore Xiaoyun, but in the end it was Xiaoyun who had to bear all of this.
Xiaoyun suffered in the slave camp for ten years, but what did he give her? He couldn't even give her the position of a legal wife.
Ultimately, it was all his fault. If he were stronger, if he could ascend the throne sooner, why would Xiaoyun compromise?
Xiao Yan quietly went out. The moonlight was like water and the yard was quiet. He stood at the door, but didn't know where to find Xiaoyun.
There are so many rooms in the East Palace. Do we have to search them all one by one?
Yuling came over quietly, holding a fox fur coat in her hand. "Don't catch a cold, young lady. I just quietly followed and saw where His Highness lives. I will take you there right away."
Xiao Yan casually put the fox fur on himself. After all, it was Xiaoyun's body and she couldn't let it get cold.
After many twists and turns, the two finally arrived in front of a small house.
There was no one guarding the door, only Wei Ling watching in the dark. Seeing that it was "Xiao Yun" who came, Wei Ling didn't bother to care.
The master even let Xiaoyun know about the secret room. He did not hide any secrets from Xiaoyun and did not treat Xiaoyun as an outsider at all. He stopped Xiaoyun because he had nothing better to do.
It's easy to tell that the master is probably waiting for Xiaoyun to come and make peace.
Xiao Yan stood at the door, suddenly feeling a little timid. He glanced at Yuling behind him and said, "You can go now. Keep what happened tonight to yourself and don't tell anyone."
Only after Yuling left did Xiao Yan push open the door.
The room was quiet. The candle on the table had lost its warmth and had been extinguished for a long time.
Xiaoyun was lying on the bed with the quilt in her arms, sleeping soundly.
Xiao Yan was both angry and amused. He tossed and turned in the room, but this woman was sleeping soundly and carefree.
He moved Xiaoyun's legs to the inside and tucked her exposed arms back into the quilt. The bed was not very big, but it was enough for two people to sleep on.
Xiao Yan looked at the half-empty bed and felt happy. He didn't care, he wanted to sleep with Xiaoyun!
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