Chapter 78 Sorrow
Feng Moheng walked out of the majestic and solemn Weiyang Palace. His legs were weak and trembling from kneeling on the ground for a long time.
Every step he took seemed to use up all his strength and he almost fell down.
The eunuch beside him hurried forward to support him, and he was able to walk with difficulty.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the blood-red sunset in the sky, feeling sad.
I don’t know how to explain this to Yuling when I return home.
He closed his eyes in pain, his mind replaying the decision he made in the palace - he chose Jingyi.
Feng Moheng's originally deep eyes were now bloodshot.
There was a faint mist in it.
He had never imagined that losing someone could be so heartbreaking, as if the soul was being torn apart.
Now he secretly hoped that the journey back to the Prince's Mansion would be longer, so that he could delay the moment he had to face.
But no matter how slow his steps were, he finally stepped into the familiar yet unfamiliar gate of the Prince's Mansion.
The housekeeper was horrified when he saw the wound on the prince's forehead that had not yet healed and his miserable limping appearance.
Hurrying forward.
"Oh, Your Highness, what happened to you?"
The butler's face was full of worry. As he spoke, he carefully supported Feng Moheng and led him all the way to the lobby.
Feng Moheng sat in the upper seat, his face as gloomy as ink.
"How has the Princess been doing in the mansion these days?"
His voice was cold as ice and frightening.
The butler was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Did the Princess of the County complain to His Royal Highness the Prince of the County?
But His Highness has been busy with government affairs these days, and the Princess has been under house arrest, so she has never been to Ninglan Courtyard.
How does Your Highness know the Princess's condition?
"Your Highness, the Princess of the County has been confined by you. I am usually busy managing the affairs of the mansion, and I am not very clear about the Princess of the County's situation. How about I send someone to ask her?"
The butler tentatively asked tremblingly.
Feng Moheng was so angry that he had no place to vent. When he heard the butler's words of shirking responsibility, his eyes widened in anger.
He kicked it hard.
"She is the princess of the county. You have no idea how she is doing in the mansion. What's the point of keeping you here?!"
The butler was horrified and fell to his knees.
"Your Highness, calm down. Your Highness, calm down. I would never dare to treat the Princess harshly. It's just... it's just..."
"Just what?"
Feng Moheng asked with gritted teeth.
"Liu Ji is pregnant now, and the people in charge of the mansion are all flattering her. If Liu Ji has any orders, they dare not disobey them."
Feng Moheng's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes became obscure and unclear.
Jingyi, what exactly do you want to do? !
Is it really me who lost the pure and kind you that once were?
For your sake, I never openly show my favor to Shen Yuling in the mansion, and I confined Shen Yuling to house arrest for you. What else are you dissatisfied with?
Now, for you, and for the baby in your belly, I will personally send Shen Yuling to Your Majesty!
Feng Moheng was so angry that he was exhausted both physically and mentally after kneeling in the palace for two hours, and his emotions were fluctuating.
He felt dizzy, his vision went dark, and he suddenly fell forward.
The butler had been standing by trembling with fear, and seeing this, he quickly reached out to support the prince.
She called out in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"
Then he turned around and shouted to the outside: "Someone, call the doctor!"
In an instant, there was chaos in the Prince's Mansion.
At this time, Shen Yuling, who was confined to Ninglan Courtyard, was at ease.
She was wearing an elegant silk dress, sitting quietly at the table, holding "The Mysterious Mirror of Chess" in her hand, turning the pages with her slender fingers.
Sometimes she frowned in thought, sometimes her lips curled up, and then she cast her eyes on the chessboard. Black and white chess pieces fell alternately in her hands, and she was immersed in the wonderful world of chess.
Shen Yuling knew that tomorrow was the day Quan Minghe would send someone to pick her up and bring her into the palace.
So tonight she was waiting for Feng Moheng to come and say "goodbye" to her.
She had even thought about how to act and what lines to say.
But unexpectedly, I never waited for Feng Moheng.
The second day.
At dawn, soft light shines into the house through the window lattices.
Feng Moheng slowly woke up, his head already carefully bandaged.
Ointment was also applied on the knees, which emitted a faint medicinal fragrance.
He stared at the bed curtain with dull eyes, and his thoughts were instantly brought back to reality.
Thinking of His Majesty's cruel decree and the upcoming carriage.
At this moment, there was only one hour left before His Majesty sent a carriage to pick up Yu Ling.
No matter how much he resisted in his heart, Feng Moheng had to face it.
He clenched his hands into fists and punched the bedside shelf hard.
There was a dull thud and wood chips flew everywhere, but he seemed to feel no pain at all.
He slowly stood up and walked towards Ninglan Courtyard with heavy steps.
Along the way, the scenery of the mansion remained the same.
But there seemed to be a gray veil covering his eyes.
When I stepped into Ninglan Courtyard, Shen Yuling was having breakfast quietly.
Feng Moheng waved his hand, signaling all the servants to leave.
Walked into the house and closed the door.
Shen Yuling raised her eyes and a hint of surprise flashed across her face when she caught a glimpse of Feng Moheng.
"I am still under house arrest, why did my husband come?"
Her voice was calm and even.
Feng Moheng walked closer silently, his eyes fell on the bowl of porridge on her table, and his heart became more bitter.
Thinking of what His Majesty had said about her difficult situation in the Prince's Mansion, her face became increasingly gloomy and ugly.
"This is all you get to eat in the kitchen?!"
Shen Yuling glanced at the bowl of porridge indifferently.
"Isn't this arranged by my husband?"
Her tone was indifferent, as if she didn't care about all this.
"I……"
Feng Moheng pursed his thin lips and was speechless for a moment.
He slowly sat down beside Shen Yuling and suddenly held her tightly in his arms.
"Yuling, I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this..."
"I just put you under house arrest, but I never thought your subordinates would be so bold!"
"Is it the subordinates who are acting recklessly, or is it Liu Ji who is interfering? My husband really doesn't know?"
Shen Yuling's face still had that indifferent and distant look.
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