Chu Yuening was stunned when she heard that. The rich floral fragrance lingering around her nose was mixed with a hint of sweetness, which gradually spread to her heart and turned into a pool of nectar, making her feel slightly tipsy and intoxicated.
Benefiting the people is entirely in line with her original intention. She does not seek fame or profit, and has never thought of publicizing her kindness and grace to the world.
It’s not that Chu Yuening is aloof, but she doesn’t regard herself as a savior who is high above everyone else.
She was just lucky. She lived in an advanced era where the country was rich and the people were strong, and she happened to have a golden finger.
Chu Yuening naturally knew her lover's feelings. She was already extremely satisfied to be cared for all the time.
She stroked the man's face and shook her head. The smile between her eyebrows was light and gentle, like the refreshing breeze in the mountains.
"A Zheng...I appreciate your kindness."
"But this is no small matter. Perhaps it will go down in history. Naming it after me is a bit hasty..."
"No, Yue Ning, you are worth it."
Ying Zheng held his young wife's slender wrist, his face solemn, his phoenix eyes fixed on her, and the starlight and moonlight seemed to flow in his black jade-like pupils, hiding his deep affection and precious love.
His Yue Ning really looks like the moon in the sky, cold and aloof, untouched by the mundane world. However, she selflessly sheds her bright moonlight to lead the way for the world.
From national affairs to people's livelihood, she has devoted countless efforts, and no one can question her achievements.
It was she who proposed the establishment of the primary school, spent days and nights designing the architectural blueprints, and she also planned every detail...
So, Yue Ning is worth it, his little moon is worth it.
Although she was indifferent to fame and fortune and did not pursue vanity, the people of the Qin Dynasty should remember her kindness since they had benefited from her.
“…”
"Okay, then let's call it Mingyue Primary School."
The deep and clear voice is like a trickle of spring water, which can melt away all the hidden fear, helplessness and inferiority.
The little girl who had been denied everything finally welcomed the light of redemption after being stuck in darkness for a long time.
Chu Yuening hugged her lover's neck tightly, a sour feeling rose in her nose, and her butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly.
In the end, she couldn't control the grievance in her heart. Hot tears rolled down from the corners of her rosy eyes, slid across her fair little face, gathered at her pointed chin, and finally dripped onto the man's neck, splashing tears.
She was born on an autumn night with a bright full moon. When her father saw that she was a girl, he was very disappointed and left without even giving her a name.
Her mother took her anger out on her because of her husband's neglect and refused to call her.
It was her grandfather who held her in his arms, looked through the dictionary, pointed at the big, round moon, and chattered to her with a smile.
"My dear granddaughter, look at the full and bright moon tonight. The moonlight is gathered together, so bright! Grandpa has never seen such a beautiful moon."
"How about I just call you Yuening? Chu Yuening...what a nice name! Hehe, I'm an old man, but I'm pretty good at naming..."
"Don't listen to your parents' nonsense. They are both heartless. Our Xiao Yuening deserves all the good things."
Yes, she deserves it.
The kind and warm old man was still holding her hand and talking to her before he died, his cloudy and dark eyes full of pride and pride.
He was still thinking about her at the last moment, asking her to take good care of herself and live happily.
His Xiao Yuening is a girl as beautiful as the bright moon, worthy of all the preciousness and beauty in the world.
Grandpa died with regret and guilt because he could no longer accompany Xiao Yuening and left her alone in this cold world.
His little granddaughter is sensitive and lacks love. If only someone could take good care of her, he would finally be able to rest in peace...
Chu Yuening's crying became louder and louder, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances and suppressed longings in her heart from the first half of her life.
Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with heartache and pity, but he did not comfort or disturb her. He just quietly hugged his little wife tighter, allowing her to gain more warmth and security.
The sobs and tears seemed to turn into snow and ice that solidified on the tip of my heart, and pain and coldness were densely intertwined.
This crying seemed to come out of nowhere, but in fact there were signs of it. Yue Ning always smiled on weekdays, but he could feel that there was always gloom in a corner of her heart.
Although the reason is unknown, I believe she must have suffered a lot of injustice in the past.
At this moment, Ying Zheng suddenly felt powerless.
Even if he had all the power and wealth in the world, he could not erase the pain in Yue Ning's heart. He even greedily thought that it would be great if he could meet her earlier, earlier.
However, he had already used up all his luck in touching the little moon in his life. For the rest of his life, he could only take good care of her and slowly ease the pain with love.
Qinian Palace, afternoon.
"...Grandpa...don't abandon Ning'er..."
"Well...it's time for dinner..."
"Don't worry... Grandpa, Ning'er is doing well..."
Ying Zheng, who was dealing with memorials at the side, suddenly heard someone talking in his sleep. He frowned, immediately stood up and hurried to the bed to check.
The young wife's hair was disheveled, her brows were tightly furrowed, the corners of her eyes and the tip of her nose were stained with a light red that had not yet faded, her pale lips were slightly parted, and she was muttering weak words.
Seeing this, Ying Zheng frowned even more tightly, worried that she was having a nightmare, so he ordered the palace maid to bring a wet handkerchief. He wiped the sweat from her forehead while calling her softly.
"Yueoning...Yueoning..."
"Yuening, wake up..."
"Um...A Zheng? Where's Grandpa?"
Chu Yuening, who was awakened by her lover, slowly opened her hazy eyes. For a moment, she could not distinguish between dreams and reality. She held the man's big hand and asked anxiously.
After noticing the confusion on his face, she finally regained consciousness. She dropped her arms in despair, with deep sadness and longing between her brows.
Although Ying Zheng didn't know who "Grandpa" was, she guessed that he must be a relative or elder, and he was very likely dead, so she was so sad.
He sighed softly, took his little wife into his arms, kissed her pale lips lovingly, and wrapped her slightly cold little hands, comforting her with a gentle voice.
"Yue Ning, the person has passed away, and the living are like this."
"From now on, Zhao Zhao and I will accompany you, as well as the two children in your belly."
"Um......"
Chu Yuening's drooping eyelashes trembled, and waves of warmth came from her cold palms. The baby in her belly seemed to sense her mother's sadness and moved slightly.
Gradually, she snuggled into her lover's broad chest, her hands unconsciously covering her bulging belly.
Fresh and warm love surrounded her, and a look of relief appeared in her bright eyes.
Yes, grandpa’s greatest wish before he died was that she would be happy in the future. Now she has a happy family, a lover who will accompany her for life, and three beloved babies.
I think Grandpa will feel relieved...
She should let it go too.
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