Advance note: This Yan Yiming is not that Yan Yiming, she is the original Miss Yan, not the heroine! ! ! ! ! !
When Yan Yiming was just born, Duke Dingguo, who was still the crown prince, frowned as he looked at the crying baby in his cradle, and said that he had never seen such an ugly child. Madam Yan, who was still very weak after giving birth, almost cried when she heard this.
Duke Dingguo turned around and saw his tearful daughter-in-law. He immediately cursed himself for saying the wrong thing and stuffed the child into the nurse's arms to comfort her, "It's just a boy anyway, so what does it matter if he's ugly or not."
It can be seen that although Duke Dingguo loves his wife, he is a rough man who can't speak at all.
Madam Yan felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this. The wet nurses beside her looked at each other in embarrassment, and finally reminded in a low voice, "...Master, the young lady gave birth to a young lady..."
The delivery room was silent for a while. Duke Dingguo, who was still in his twenties, looked stiffly at his wife with eyes full of reproach, wishing he could slap himself a few times.
The old lady who was watching her son being silly looked at her daughter-in-law who had become more delicate after giving birth and her son who looked righteous, and then looked at the child. To be honest, the child was not very good-looking. She thought that the child might look like his father, but she had no choice but to glare at her son and said, "How many newborn babies have you seen?"
Duke Dingguo didn't realize his mother was trying to smooth things over for him, but continued to persuade his wife, "It is said that children who are ugly when they are young will become beautiful later, and those who are too beautiful when they are young will become ugly later..."
The old lady couldn't hold her breath and slapped her son away.
What a sin I have committed!
In short, as soon as Yan Yiming was born, everyone in the mansion knew that the eldest daughter of the young lady's wife was not very pretty. Later, a maid took a few glances and found that she had slightly red and dark skin, and was as skinny as a monkey, but had a pair of beautiful big eyes.
Duke Dingguo no longer dared to mention his daughter's poor birth in front of his wife. When he turned around and chatted with his mother, he heard her say that although Ah Ming looked ugly now, she had big eyes and a high nose bridge, and she would definitely be a beauty when she grew up.
Duke Dingguo thought about his beautiful wife and believed it.
Later, Yan Yiming grew up slowly. His skin gradually faded from dark to fair, and his facial features gradually developed. Eunuch Dingguo was away on official business for more than half a year. When he came back, he saw the lively and beautiful little girl running around in the mansion, and for a moment he did not recognize that this was his own daughter.
A joke made many years ago has now come true. The daughter is getting better and better, even better than they had imagined. All the ladies who have seen Yan Yiming are amazed. Even the queen in the palace marvels at how beautiful the child is.
That year Yan Yiming was thirteen years old.
Although the girl was still young, she lacked the charm of a mature woman, but her delicate and innocent features were still lovable. When she was playing shuttlecock with the palace maids, she accidentally bumped into someone. The young man in brocade clothes held her steadily and smiled with his handsome face, "But whose daughter is so beautiful? I have never seen one before."
Later, Yan Yiming grew up, his heart died, and he let it go. When he thought back to the first time they met, he no longer had any feelings.
But if Nangong Xuan hadn't praised her for being pretty, and hadn't patiently played with her for a while, perhaps so many years wouldn't have been wasted.
She was at the age when her heart just started to beat fast, and her girlish feelings were easily aroused. After that, there was no turning back.
It is too easy to like someone, especially when that person deliberately wants you to like him, even though he has never liked himself.
Yan Yiming at that time didn't understand at all. She was a favored daughter of heaven and everyone praised her for her good looks. Who could be more worthy of the position of the East Palace than her?
Thinking about it now, I was really too confident and ignorant at the time.
She began to look for Nangong Xuan's traces every day, always following him and talking about this and that. She told everyone without hesitation that she liked the prince, and even declared that she would not marry anyone else in this life.
Her father, who had always doted on her, got angry for the first time and locked her in a Buddhist temple for three days to let her reflect. However, after three days, Yan Yiming had not figured out anything. Her mind was still full of Nangong Xuan, and she even couldn't wait to see him after a few days.
That was the first time that Duke Dingguo felt disappointed with his daughter.
But he still dotes on her. Since she wants to get married so much, then she can get married.
That year, just as her daughter reached the age of 15, Old Lady Yan entered the palace.
The Queen had had this idea long ago, and now that the Yan family had finally taken action, the Queen naturally went along with it. However, when she mentioned it to the Crown Prince, the Crown Prince had an indifferent expression, "There is no rush for this matter."
The Queen was a little worried, thinking that Yan Yiming was too healthy and if he was delayed for some time, something might happen.
Nangong Xuan gave the queen a reassuring look and chuckled, "No."
The queen was half-believing and half-doubting. Later, she heard that the people who came to the Yan Mansion to propose marriage almost broke down the threshold of the Yan Mansion, but Yan Yiming never got married. The queen finally believed it. It turned out that it really wouldn't happen.
The best years of her life were dragged away for two years. At that time, Yan Yiming was already seventeen, and she became more and more beautiful. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was a beauty that could topple a country. She still followed Nangong Xuan and kept calling him "Your Highness". She could not see the silent faces of the elders in her family, nor could she see the love that countless young talents had for her.
Duke Dingguo looked at his daughter who seemed to have lost her mind and recalled how ugly Yan Yiming looked when he was just born.
If I could have predicted what would happen now, I would have been better off being born uglier than what I am now.
Yan Yiming wasted her best years in a daze, and finally woke up from her dream after she discovered the affair between the prince and Jian Yuer. She saw the prince's gentle smile at Jian Yuer, and realized for the first time that he seemed to have never smiled at her like that before.
No, there are. When we first met, Nangong Xuan, who was still a teenager, was also patient and gentle.
But because it was so long ago, I can no longer remember what it looked like back then.
She couldn't figure out why she couldn't compare to Jian Yuer, her family background, her appearance, or her feelings for him? But Nangong Xuan just liked Jian Yuer. She opposed Jian Yuer in every way, which made Nangong Xuan hate her more and more. Heartbroken, she drank some wine, cried and found Donggong, pulled his sleeve and said that as long as he could marry her, it didn't matter if she was not the principal wife.
Nangong Xuan finally set his eyes on her face, and said with a hint of laughter, "Really?"
She just nodded. Later, Nangong Xuan said that if that was the case, the Duke's Mansion might not agree. She shook her head and said that she would make them agree. Nangong Xuan nodded with satisfaction and sent her back for the first time.
Her grandparents had livid faces, and even her mother, who had never been angry with her, did not help her. She cried and begged her grandparents for permission. For the first time, her father lost his patience and slapped her in the face, knocking her to the ground.
She didn't come to her senses and didn't know what to say. She only heard her father's extremely cold voice. He said that you can afford to lose this man, but the Duke Dingguo's Mansion can't. If you want to marry the prince, then you can get rid of the protection of the Duke Dingguo's Mansion and stop being the eldest daughter of the Mansion. See if the prince can still welcome her into the Eastern Palace as a concubine.
These were the harshest words her father had ever said to her in her life. Even the slap in the face just now was not as painful as these words. She stared at her father in a daze, then at the other people with expressionless faces, and finally realized that her father was not joking with her.
Dreams are meant to be shattered.
Although this dream was her own fault from the beginning.
Yan Yiming finally realized how much shame she had brought to the Yan family over the years. She heard the young ladies behind her talking about her, saying that she was shameless and that the Yan family was unlucky to have her. She hid in the dark with a pale face and dared not come out, for fear that they would see her miserable appearance.
It was ridiculous before, and it is so embarrassing now.
She ran back home and hid herself behind a rockery in the mansion where few people went. No one went to look for her for such a long time. Her family was too disappointed in her. Just like what people said outside, it would be better not to have a daughter like her.
She bit her lip and didn't make a sound. She cried like that for a long time until she heard footsteps behind her. She wiped her tears in panic and asked who it was, but she was met with a familiar face, a face that was a little younger than the prince's but equally handsome. He looked at her with a complicated expression, without pity or ridicule, he just stood there looking at her.
Yan Yiming felt ashamed at that moment.
This was the boy who had once liked her, but she had ignored him. Now she had become a joke in his eyes, and he had become the one who ignored her.
Nangong Ye walked closer and squatted in front of her and said, "No one in this capital is willing to marry you."
Yan Yiming looked away uncomfortably. Now he was mocking her.
She would not marry the prince again, nor would she marry into a small family, but a clan of equal status would certainly not be interested in her. When Nangong Ye said that she could not get married, he really meant it.
She cried even harder, not only because of her own marriage, but also because of the Yan family's reputation, and more importantly, because she had become a joke for so many years.
Nangong Ye was somewhat surprised that Yan Yiming, such a domineering man, had become like this now, weak, timid and allowed to be bullied.
He suddenly laughed.
He handed her the handkerchief in his hand and said, "I will show you a clear path, do you want to listen?"
"What road?" Yan Yiming raised his head.
Nangong Ye stared at her word by word and said, "I can marry you."
Yan Yiming suddenly opened his eyes wide.
"If I marry you, you can save face, and so can the Yan family," Nangong Ye said, "but I have a condition."
"What conditions?"
"Put down my brother, and tell him openly that you want to marry me."
He had liked her at first. She was so pretty and had such genuine flamboyance, burning in his heart like fire. How could he not like her? But later on, his feelings gradually cooled.
But I still can't let it go.
At the age of seventeen, everyone in the capital said that she was too old to get married, but Nangong Ye felt that it was just right, especially now that she was no longer that confused person who knew nothing. Only after she hit rock bottom did she realize what she had lost.
Nangong Ye thought it was great.
The Duke Dingguo Mansion would like his path. If she still had the entire Yan family in her heart and was not completely confused, then she would never refuse.
Yan Yiming wanted to say something, but Nangong Ye had already turned and left. Yan Yiming held the handkerchief that Nangong Ye had just handed over in his hand, staring at the tall figure of the young man in a daze, and cried again after a long time.
What was different from before was that this time, those beautiful eyes finally had some spirit.
Forgetting is never an easy thing. Yan Yiming thought it would take a very long time, but it was much simpler than she imagined.
She no longer remembers when she would stop thinking about Nangong Xuan all day and all night, and instead think of Nangong Ye's eyes that were always smiling. She only remembered that time when she was traveling with Nangong Ye and happened to meet Nangong Xuan and Jian Yuer, her heart no longer ached.
Only then did I remember that I could now say to Nangong Xuan with confidence what I had promised Nangong Ye.
But Nangong Ye didn't let her say it. He smiled and said that he already knew.
She asked him what he knew, and Nangong Ye, who was much taller than her, rubbed her head and said, "Of course I know that you haven't liked him for a long time."
Yan Yiming looked into his eyes and blushed quietly.
Nangong Xuan seemed to finally realize that the woman who was devoted to him was drifting away from him. The arrogant prince finally felt a little regretful. He even asked her with a somewhat hurt look if she really didn't like him.
Yan Yiming took two steps back to keep some distance from him, then answered him seriously.
Yes, I really don’t like it anymore. Then he smiled again. After some time, maybe I will have to call you my royal brother.
Later, the Queen still disagreed with their marriage, but finally gave in under Nangong Ye's insistence. They got married and went to Peking together. When Yan Yiming was tired while walking together, Nangong Ye carried her on his back and walked slowly.
"What if I still like the prince?" Yan Yiming suddenly asked him.
"Then marry another lady and forget about you completely."
Yan Yiming leaned on her shoulder and patted him in a pretended angry tone, "Why is this happening?" Then he smiled a little embarrassedly, leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "I don't remember him anymore, I'm now..."
"How about now?" Nangong Ye asked with a smile in his voice.
Yan Yiming didn't say anything, but just hugged him tighter.
Only now do I realize how good you are. Only now do I realize that you are much better than him.
Now, how much I like him.
She missed the best boy many years ago, but fortunately it was not too late and now she has caught up with him again.
The two figures were getting farther and farther away, and the man's smiling voice and the woman's giggle could be faintly heard.
"Promise me you won't marry a concubine in the future..."
"It depends on your performance."
"What do you mean by watching my performance?"
Gradually, I could no longer hear it, but the scent of love seemed to still linger on the path.
So pure and so sweet.
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