11. Forgiveness
Not surprisingly, he went to the Second Prince's residence and was kicked out.
The servants at the door were respectful and somewhat embarrassed. "Madam Yun... the Second Prince is gone, and there is nothing we can do. Please don't make things difficult for us."
Yun Zhihe had a headache, but still smiled modestly, "Thank you for the trouble."
The gift in Ah Zhi's hand was returned intact. Ah Zhi came over with the gift and asked, "Miss, what should we do now?"
"Well... I was the first one to break the appointment." She thought for a moment and sighed, "He has reason to be angry."
But she really doesn't know how to make a man happy.
Yun Zhihe shook his head. Everyone knew the Second Prince's temperament, so there was no solution at this moment. After hesitating for a while, he ordered to go back.
Chunya, who was hiding behind the door, was a little anxious. The second prince asked him to guard the door to give Madam Yun a warning, but he was unwilling to let him go directly.
What kind of job is this?
He had no choice but to carefully watch Yun Niang's every move behind the door. When he saw Yun Zhihe was about to leave, he jumped out anxiously and cleared his throat.
"Ahem, Madam Yun, His Highness lets you in."
Yun Zhihe paused. She had just seen Chunya hiding stealthily in a corner, staring at her with her big eyes. Now seeing her about to leave and then jump out, she understood.
It seems to be the order of the Second Prince.
But he couldn't help but feel it was ridiculous, and a hint of smile appeared between his brows.
She asked Azhi to bring the things back, nodded, and followed Chunya inside.
The Second Prince's mansion is grand and magnificent. He is the most favored son of the late emperor. His father, who died young in childbirth, was also the Empress's favorite prince. He has been living a life of luxury since childhood and has never suffered any hardship. Naturally, he is arrogant and fierce.
Xuanyuan Ying didn't care much about him. He just said that the father was kind and the son was filial. At most, he would scold him a few words if he broke the flowers and plants in the imperial garden. Sometimes, court officials would report that the prince did not know etiquette, but Xuanyuan Ying would simply ignore them.
To be honest, when I reached the age to get married, no one proposed to me.
He was also very open-minded and continued to do his own thing. He knew all the playboys in the capital, but the noble ladies all avoided him.
I had already arrived at the place in a trance, and only heard a lazy and low voice.
"Brant goose, bite her."
Suddenly, a nimble and quick black shadow rushed in front of her. Azhi was so scared that her whole body trembled and her things fell to the ground. She quickly rushed over to block it.
"Miss--"
But he missed and fell to the ground with a cry of pain.
The nimble black panther licked its claws with an enchanting gait. It was just a feint. It had no intention of pouncing on Azhi and seemed to glance at him with disdain.
Yun Zhihe stood still. The black panther that had just rushed over did not scare her at all. She still looked at the second prince lying on the couch with a calm expression.
Although the Second Prince was spoiled, he was not unreasonable. He treated human life as a joke, just like the arrow in the training ground that day. He was just a mean person who wanted to scare her.
Too bad she wasn't frightened.
She squatted down and helped Azhi up. Azhi threw the dirt off his body, puffed up his face and was angry, gnashing his teeth in pain. He made a deep decision to withdraw his admiration for the second prince.
This man is petty and has a bad temper. No wonder he can't get married.
"Let's go."
Before she could say anything, Chunya pulled her away again, leaving the space to the two of them.
Azhi would only look back at her thin and beautiful young lady from time to time, fearing that the vicious second prince would skin her alive and pull out her tendons, and her eyes were filled with worry.
Yun Zhihe blinked slightly to indicate that he could handle it.
"snort……"
Qin Zhi snorted disdainfully, which seemed a bit mean, but unfortunately it didn't scare her.
He lay on the beauty couch with his hair half loose, one hand supporting his head, his fingertips entwined with his hair, his deep pine green eyes raised lazily.
She was dressed casually, with the gold-embroidered dress hanging loosely on her body, revealing a small piece of her honey-colored chest.
There was a small pot of wine on the table next to him. His face was slightly red and his lower lip was wet, probably because he had been drinking.
The black panther had already recognized its master after a few months. It glanced at Yun Zhihe with its dark golden eyes, then slowly walked to Qin Zhi's side, nestled down, and wrapped its dark tail around Qin Zhi's slender and broad palm.
This scene was inexplicably charming. She took a look and then lowered her eyes and stopped looking at him.
Who knew that the Second Prince was angry again, his voice was low and hoarse, but the ending tone was filled with sticky grievance.
"This is how you admit your mistakes..."
He frowned and snorted coldly, waved away the black panther's tail, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The wine flowed down his smooth neck, flowed to his chest, and wet a part of his clothes.
Yun Zhihe felt that he didn't understand the differences between men and women, sighed helplessly, and said softly.
"That's not the case. Zhihe brought an apology gift to the Second Prince. You will probably like it."
"dislike."
He refused coldly, his eyes deliberately glanced to the other side, put down the wine glass, stroked the black panther's head with his fingertips, and didn't even look at the gift on the table.
Yun Zhihe looked at the black panther he was stroking in his hand. It was probably his nature. It was clearly a leopard running on the ground, but he gave it the name "Black Goose" which means it flies in the sky.
"Your Highness, it was Zhihe who forgot to keep the appointment first. I'm sorry, Your Highness."
Qin Zhi raised his eyes to look at her, his voice hoarse, "You know that too?"
"I beg your Highness to forgive me."
Qin Zhi didn't answer. He stroked the black panther's smooth fur from time to time, pursed his lower lip, and said nothing.
Yun Zhihe also knew that he had a stubborn temper, so he remained calm and waited for the prince to speak.
“Gu——”
The atmosphere was awkward for a moment. He paused, picked up the wine jug on the table, took a sip, and all the wine spilled on his chest.
He put down the wine jug and gasped for a few breaths. His eyes were misty because of the spiciness of the wine, and the corners of his eyes were red.
"Oh……"
He wiped the wine drops from his lips with the back of his hand, his brows filled with the arrogance of a man who was disappointed in his friend.
"This prince went to see the prostitute in the Yun Mansion. She is not as pretty as this prince, and her figure is not as good as his."
"She's so delicate and soft, so disgusting. How did you get to like her?"
"For this thing, you broke your promise to me..."
He gasped, his pine green eyes becoming even more misty, and the tip of his nose seemed to be a little red.
"So does the Prime Minister's son, and so does that prostitute."
"Yun Zhihe, you—"
He paused, gritted his teeth, and still didn't say it out loud, but the mist in his eyes gathered into droplets and fell.
Yun Zhihe was a little stunned. She really didn't expect that the Second Prince, who was so strong and fierce, would cry in front of her. She panicked for a moment and wanted to step forward.
Qin Zhi was already in a depressed mood and had drunk a lot of wine. He burst into tears in an instant when his emotions got aroused. He hurriedly wiped away his tears, fearing that she would see them.
"I, I..." She was at a loss as to what to do. She walked over to him and could only say dryly, "Don't cry..."
For some reason, she seemed to have disturbed some men's nest, and she had to see men crying every day. One was Qingzhu, one was Xuanyuan He, and one was Qin Zhi.
Qin Zhi didn't answer. He sniffed, closed his eyes and adjusted his expression. He was arrogant and fierce again. He snorted coldly, and the ending tone was a little bit of crying.
"If you want to ask for this prince's forgiveness, then..."
His voice weakened, and his fingertips pointed at the white paper and book on the table next to him.
"——Then copy books for this prince."
Yun Zhihe paused and looked at the second prince in confusion.
Qin Zhi's eyes were red, and he felt quite righteous... but also guilty.
She walked forward and began to flip through the book she was going to copy, feeling even more confused.
This, um...
Is it "Men's Ring"... ?
……Um?
Qin Zhi continued, his voice hoarse, "Three hundred times, in this prince's handwriting."
When she was a child, she wrote articles for him and was already familiar with Qin Zhi's handwriting, but for some reason, he still asked her to copy "Men's Rings".
What kind of weird way of forgiveness is this?
Is she out of date or is the Second Prince deliberately torturing her? Does it mean anything?
Yun Zhihe thought about it for a long time but still couldn't understand it. He looked up at the second prince blankly.
Just looking at his guilty expression, he looked at her inquiring eyes and started to speak. As he spoke, his voice became tearful again, and his eyes were filled with mist.
"Father...it was a punishment. He was dissatisfied with me riding a horse in the imperial garden and damaging his flowers..."
She had been drinking and her temper was unstable. She was already feeling aggrieved about Yun Zhihe's matter, and now she felt even more aggrieved. Her voice choked with sobs, and she quickly hugged Black Panther and went back to his den, no longer looking at her.
The tone was vicious, threatening, and muffled.
"Copy quickly! You are not allowed to go back until you finish copying..."
Yun Zhihe was stunned for a long time, looking at the second prince curled up on the beauty couch with his face buried in the soft fur of the black panther, and suddenly began to laugh.
“Haha ...…”
She had never laughed so recklessly before. She covered her mouth and lowered her head, but she couldn't suppress her smile. Her eyes curved and tears flowed.
He really deserves a penalty.
He was extremely unruly and would not listen to anyone. The white cranes raised in the imperial garden were frightened by his horse many times and would start to hide when they saw people, even Yun Zhihe.
She hadn't touched the crane for a long time.
"Shut up! Stop laughing!"
Qin Zhi glared at him angrily, pursed his lips and looked at her smiling happily, then he suddenly stopped talking and stared at her in a daze.
He was used to seeing her gentle smile without showing her teeth, but now he saw her so lively.
It seems...it looks good too.
Qin Zhi's ears suddenly turned red. He hugged Hei Bao and lay on the couch, letting her laugh.
...Just think of it as pampering her.
Three hundred times was really too much. She copied it for a long time, and she still hadn't finished copying it until the sun began to set. She had barely copied it a hundred times.
She rubbed her sore neck and her wrist which was also a little sore. She looked at the dusk outside the window and then stopped.
I was so engrossed in copying that I forgot to pay attention to the Second Prince. Now it seems that he has fallen asleep on the beauty couch, and Black Panther is curled up with him, breathing evenly. The two of them, big and small, inexplicably feel...warm.
Qin Zhi's unruly eyebrows softened as he fell asleep, and looking at him in the fragmented light of the setting sun, he felt inexplicably warm.
Yun Zhihe was stunned, her neck still sore. She found a thin blanket and gently covered the two, one big and one small. Unfortunately, the black panther was alert and suddenly opened its golden eyes and stared at Yun Zhihe.
She gently extended her fingertips, and seeing that the black panther didn't react, she tentatively touched its head. It glanced lazily, then closed its eyes and let her touch it.
It's cute.
But when she was enjoying the touch, the second prince frowned in his sleep and cursed softly in a hoarse voice.
"Yun Zhihe...you bastard..."
…
Thank you so much.
Yun Zhihe chuckled and left cautiously, but was slightly worried about when he would finish copying so he could go to bed.
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