Chapter 15015 Who is it referring to?
Chapter 15
Meng Yuning had a handkerchief tied around her mouth, and although her words were a little unclear, Qi Jingyan still understood them. He looked at her quietly for a while and then let go of her hand.
Meng Yuning quickly retracted her hand.
Qi Jingyan glanced at the handkerchief on her mouth: "Why are you doing this?"
Meng Yuning quickly reached out and pulled the handkerchief off her mouth: "Ah, this, my..."
Her original plan was to wait for him to fall asleep first, then go to sleep herself, and get up early the next morning to take off the handkerchief so that he would not find out. However, she did not expect that he would see her in the middle of the night. She really didn't know how to explain it for a moment.
Seeing her hesitating, Qi Jingyan stopped looking at her and turned his head away.
Meng Yuning covered herself with her cloak and looked at Qi Jingyan. She found that he was staring at the roof with his eyes open, showing no sign of wanting to sleep. So she whispered, "Your Highness?"
Qi Jingyan turned his head again, but did not speak.
Meng Yuning leaned forward a little and asked tentatively, "Your Highness, I've never been a very quiet sleeper. Did I make any noise when I fell asleep earlier?"
Qi Jingyan didn't ask but replied, "What kind of noise?"
Meng Yuning: "I don't know either. Did I disturb His Highness's rest?"
Qi Jingyan: “No.”
Seeing his affirmative tone, Meng Yuning felt relieved: "That's good."
After saying that, she lay down, closed her eyes and continued to sleep. However, she had slept very deeply just now, and now she was surprisingly alert.
She put the hood on her head, leaving only a gap, through which she secretly observed Qi Jingyan.
There was no candlelight in the room, but there was no window paper on the simple window. The moonlight shone into the room through the window frame, just falling on Qi Jingyan's face with clear contours and three-dimensional features.
His expression was calm, or rather wooden. Although his eyes were open, his whole body exuded a faint aura of death.
Thinking of the huge changes he had experienced recently, Meng Yuning sighed in her heart and felt that he was quite pitiful.
But then she thought again, her own future was uncertain, and how could she have the time to feel sorry for a man who would become extremely powerful in the future? So she pulled her hood down to cover her face tightly, slowed her breathing, and tried to fall asleep.
She fell into a drowsy sleep, and was suddenly awakened by a sharp cry. She sat up suddenly.
On the bed next to him, the little Seventeenth Prince sat up and cried heartbreakingly, "Mother, mother, please don't abandon Yi'er. Yi'er is scared."
Qi Jingyan raised his head and supported himself on the bed with his arms, as if trying to sit up, but failed. He had no choice but to lie back down and hold Yi'er in his arms. He stroked his head with one hand and gently patted his quilt with the other, coaxing him softly: "Yi'er, be good. Brother is here, brother is here."
The little boy seemed to be in a nightmare and kept crying.
Listening to the little boy's fearful and sad cry, Meng Yuning thought of the scene when the little boy threw himself on her and cried loudly after the queen's death. She sighed softly and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
Unable to sit still any longer, she stood up, put on her shoes, and walked to the bed opposite. She asked softly, "Your Highness, would you like to light a fire? It would make the room brighter, and perhaps the little prince would feel better."
Qi Jingyan was so worried that he couldn't coax her no matter what he did. He nodded when he heard this and said, "Thank you."
Meng Yuning walked to the door, ready to go out and ask Mu Yun and the others for a torch, but unexpectedly, when she opened the door, she saw Mu Yun holding a torch and standing in the kitchen with a distressed look on his face. Mu Feng, Mu Shan and two guards were also standing at the door of the outer room with worried looks on their faces.
Seeing her coming out of the room, Mu Yun asked in a low voice: "Did your Highness have another nightmare?"
Meng Yuning nodded and moved aside, and Mu Yun walked in.
Mu Yun placed the torch on the rack on the wall and walked forward to help Qi Jingyan sit up.
Qi Jingyan held Yi'er in his arms, wrapped him in a tiger-head blanket, and rocked him gently: "Don't be afraid, Yi'er, brother is here."
The little boy seemed to be still immersed in some terrible dream, with his eyes closed and crying breathlessly, but Qi Jingyi just kept saying that sentence over and over again.
Meng Yuning was extremely anxious, but she also knew that ever since the Queen Mother put the child in a basket and sent him to Qi Jingyi, whenever he started crying, he would not let anyone touch him except his brother Qi Jingyan. The more he was touched, the louder he cried, so she gave up the idea of going over to help comfort him.
She thought about it, turned and went out.
Mu Feng and the others were anxiously waiting at the door, craning their necks to look. Seeing Meng Yuning come out, they hurriedly asked, "Miss Meng, is the little prince still crying?"
"I haven't coaxed her yet." Meng Yuning nodded and said, "Give me a torch. I need to find something."
Mu Feng glanced at the dark surroundings, but he didn't dare to let her wander around alone. He followed her with a torch in hand: "Miss Meng, what are you looking for? We will help you find it."
Meng Yuning: "Dogtail grass, I want to weave two small objects for the little prince to play with."
When they heard that they wanted to coax the little prince, Mu Feng and the others didn't need her to do it herself. They asked her to just stand at the door and wait, and they went to the edge of the platform.
Soon, someone came back with a handful of foxtail grass and presented it to Meng Yuning: "Is that enough?"
Meng Yuning reached out and took it: "That's enough."
After saying that, he turned around and went back to the house, walked back to his bed and sat down. He picked up some dogtail grass, bent it, twisted it, and soon made a furry little rabbit.
She took it in her hand, walked to the opposite bed, and said in a high voice: "Your Highness, there are furry little rabbits here, do you want to see them?"
After that, he sang again: "Little green rabbit, so white, with two ears standing up..."
The deliberately muffled sound is sweet and pleasant, and the lyrics are melodious and beautiful, making people feel inexplicably calm when listening to them.
Qi Jingyan glanced at Meng Yuning, then at the little green rabbit in her hand, and lowered his head to look at Yi'er who was holding his clothes tightly and crying in his arms.
Sure enough, as he expected, Yier gradually stopped crying in the tune that was hard to tell whether it was a song or lyrics. She raised her head and looked over while sobbing.
Seeing that it worked, Meng Yuning couldn't help but smile. She held the little foxtail grass rabbit in her hand in front of him and shook it gently: "This little green rabbit is so fun. Does your highness want one?"
The little boy didn't say anything, turned his head and buried his face in Qi Jingyan's arms.
Meng Yuning didn't rush and stuck the little rabbit into her hair. She took a few dogtail grasses and continued to braid them. She didn't stop talking and said in an exaggerated tone: "Wow, come and see, there are little foxes here."
Then he changed to another hoarse voice: "How many tails does the little fox have? I don't want any less tails."
After that, he changed back to his previous voice: "Don't worry, don't worry, there are nine tails in total."
As soon as she finished her words, she finished weaving the furry nine-tailed fox. She lifted it up and shook it towards the little boy who had been looking at her. "Wow, it really is a nine-tailed fox. This is for our little prince."
The furry tail swayed up and down with Meng Yuning's hand, looking quite lively. The tearful little boy couldn't resist the temptation and stretched out a little hand.
Meng Yuning quickly placed the nine-tailed fox in his hands, and then took the little rabbit off her head and handed it to him as well: "Come, give them all to our little prince."
The little boy was so attracted by the novel gadget that he forgot to cry for a moment and just stood there quietly waving his little hands.
Qi Jingyan, Mu Yun and others all breathed a sigh of relief. Mu Yun bowed silently, walked out, and closed the door.
When they got outside, Mu Feng and the others came forward to ask, and Mu Yun told them the truth. They were all surprised: "Miss Meng is really a person who hides her true face. She knows everything."
Inside the room, Qi Jingyan looked at Meng Yuning with gratitude in his eyes: "Thank you."
Meng Yuning waved her hand politely, "It's just a small favor, Your Highness, there's no need to be so polite."
Qi Jingyan: "I'm afraid Yi'er will play for a while, Miss Meng, please go to sleep first."
After tossing and turning several times throughout the night, Meng Yuning finally relaxed. She yawned, nodded, took off her shoes, lay back on the couch, covered herself with her cloak, and covered her face with the hood as usual.
Yi'er was concentrating on playing with the two straw animals in his hands, while Qi Jingyan sat there watching quietly. The room was silent.
Fatigue came over her and Meng Yuning soon became confused.
Before she lost consciousness, she heard Qi Jingyan ask her gently, "Miss Meng, where did you learn this skill?"
His voice was clear and low, which was very comfortable to the ears and did not arouse any vigilance.
Meng Yuning was confused and answered subconsciously: "My grandma taught me."
Qi Jingyan looked at the woman wrapped in a ball and repeated in a low voice: "Grandma?"
But as far as he knew, Meng Huaifu lost his mother at an early age, so who was the "grandmother" she was referring to?
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