Chapter 1 Breaking off
In the winter of the sixth year of Zhongjing, Prince Zong Si of Xuanwang Palace led his army to a great victory over the Liao Kingdom and returned in triumph.
After receiving the reward in the palace, it was already midnight when he returned home.
Ningfu had already gone to bed and heard him in a deep voice instructing the maid to prepare water.
She couldn't help but sit up and look over.
Zong Si glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, ignored her, and went into the bathroom.
After a cup of tea, he came out. He was tall, with slanting hair, very handsome, and his face was stern when he was not smiling. Now that he had made outstanding military achievements and held a high position of power, his alienation made him seem even more unfamiliar.
The man reached out and gently pinched her chin, looking at her calmly for a moment, then reached his hand down and into her collar.
With a loud thunder, heavy rain poured down outside the window. The delicate peach blossoms trembled and the willow branches trembled, which was so beautiful beyond words.
It stopped after a while.
The sudden rain had just stopped inside the tent. If it were any other couple, they would have whispered sweet nothings and expressed their longing for each other, but they had clearly met again after a year, yet they felt extremely unfamiliar.
Zong Si was handsome and bright. At the age of seventeen, he followed King Xuan into battle and made great contributions. He was outstanding in both civil and military skills, and was the ideal son-in-law in the eyes of countless noble ladies in the capital.
The marriage between Ning Fu and him was arranged by their parents and matchmaker. Before the marriage, Zong Si was satisfied with the second daughter of the Duke of Qing, who is now the fourth princess. The two of them were in love, and if the fourth prince hadn't interfered, I'm afraid they would have been married long ago.
Thinking of this, Ning Fu couldn't help feeling sad. Her appearance and family background were no worse than that of the second young lady, but the couple lived in harmony and happiness, which was completely different from her.
"I will return to the north in three days." Zong Si finally spoke, informing her calmly.
Every time he came back, he only stayed for two or three days, and she never said a word.
In the next few days, Zong Si was busy with important matters and rested in the study, and did not come to her bedroom.
It was not until the night before she left that she saw Zong Si again.
Nymph looked at the man who was beating her wantonly, and finally couldn't help but said, "I want to go to the North with you."
Zong Si stopped what he was doing and said, "The cold in the north is severe and your body cannot stand it. You should stay in the mansion. If you are bored, you can invite your mother-in-law to come visit you often."
Nymph said nothing and turned over as if to go to sleep.
Zong Si was still in high spirits and came to pull her, but she dodged him: "My Lord, please be considerate of my body."
The man withdrew his hand and stared at her back for a long while. After a moment, he looked away and lost interest.
In fact, Nymph had not fallen asleep for a long time, her tears had already soaked the pillow. In fact, she knew that he just didn't want to take her with him.
Just as she was about to reach out to wipe it, a hand suddenly reached out from behind, placed it on her waist, and the person moved closer.
"Why do you want to go to the north?" Zong Si asked in a deep voice.
Nymph's eyes were red, but her tone was normal. She said, "I have never been there. I am curious about the scenery in the north. But after hearing you say that the north is cold, I don't want to go there anymore."
"Yeah." He seemed relieved that she was not obsessed with going to the North.
She no longer responded to him, nor did she let him get close to her. She pretended to be asleep, but unexpectedly she actually fell asleep. When she woke up, there was no one around her.
Yuhuan, who came in to serve, said, "The prince went back to the north early this morning and told me not to wake you up."
Ningfu seemed to have gotten used to this. He never told her when he was leaving. She didn't say a word and let Yuhuan do her makeup. The look in the mirror didn't change much from three years ago, except for her eyes, which seemed a little numb.
Is this the life of her living alone in an empty room?
Everyone says that Ning Fu marrying Zong Si is an excellent marriage, but if Ning Fu is given a chance to start over, she will definitely not choose Zong Si again. She doesn't need an outstanding husband, she just wants her husband not to ignore her.
Nymph's days were pretty much the same. After breakfast, she would go to pay her respects to Princess Xuan.
Today I took a shortcut and when I came around the rockery, I heard a few servants chatting.
"I heard that the princess advised the prince to take the princess with him, but I didn't expect that the prince would still leave alone."
"How can the Crown Prince's Consort go there? Haven't you heard? The Crown Prince is in the Northland, accompanied by a woman who looks like... looks like the Fourth Royal Consort."
Yuhuan's face changed when she heard this, and she was about to scold him, but was stopped by Ningfu: "Let's go."
Yuhuan was unwilling, but Ningfu believed it a little. The Northland was rich in beauties, not to mention those who looked like that person. Zong Si was young and energetic, and it was impossible for him to refuse the land of tenderness, so he stopped her from going with him.
The servants had heard the news, so many people must have known about it, but no one dared to mention it. No wonder her mother urged her to give birth, because she was afraid that someone else would get there first.
As the legal wife, she has no children, and telling her about it would only hurt her.
It would be better to get a divorce now.
As Ningfu was thinking, her feet suddenly felt empty and she fell off the rockery. Then she smelled blood and it seemed that her head was injured. She didn't feel any pain, but her consciousness seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.
Are you going to die?
Nymph: “…”
Compared with her life, Zong Si's keeping a concubine seemed insignificant. As long as she was allowed to live, Zong Si would take a hundred concubines and she would never say a word!
"lady!"
She heard Yuhuan's anxious cry.
Ning Fu's heart tightened when she heard this. Not only Yuhuan, but also her husband, there were many people who cared about her very much. She didn't know how sad they would be if she was gone.
Then she fell into darkness.
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