Chapter 33 Chuchu Qingjia is pitiful: "If I don't even pity you...
Qingjia only gave her a box of lip balm, but Yu Qing tossed and turned for half the night, and was still drowsy when she went to court the next morning.
Her thoughts drifted around the solemn golden palace, and she would occasionally wonder: What is Qingjia doing right now? Watering the flowers or reading?
…She thought of Qingjia again.
After leaving court, she had some free time and was thinking about whether to return home or go directly to the military camp.
As the carriage passed by a pastry shop selling Longjing tea cakes, she remembered that Qingjia had mentioned casually not long ago that he liked them very much. After hesitating for a moment, she bought two freshly baked boxes of tea cakes and returned to the Marquis' Mansion.
In the living room, Qingjia was neither tending to the flowers nor reading or writing. She was leaning on the couch, holding a needlework item in her hand, and was actually embroidering.
Hearing the voice, she raised her head and smiled in surprise, "Huh? Why are you back?"
Yu Qing said, "The court session ended early today, so we can go to the military camp later... What is Your Highness embroidering?"
I've never seen Qingjia make this before, so the pattern on the handkerchief is just a rough outline.
Qing Jia said, "You've been wearing your purse for so long, it's old and the smell has faded. I'll make you a new one."
Yu Qing was startled and said, "This... I can just refill the vanilla. No need to bother you."
Qing Jia smiled and said, "It's okay. I have nothing to do anyway. Didn't you always like this one I embroidered last time?"
The sachet she couldn't let go of had an exquisite and beautiful pattern. Yu Qing originally thought it was just ready-made embroidered satin or the work of a maid, but she didn't expect that it was actually embroidered for her by Her Royal Highness the Princess herself.
The princess sometimes said a few words, and sometimes turned her eyes to her hands, carefully embroidering a few stitches.
His expression was serious, gentle, and seemed a little happy.
Yu Qing struggled to turn his gaze away from her and thought: ...If this goes on, it really won't work.
After that day, she began to slowly reduce the time she spent with the princess.
Whenever I faced her, I always felt uneasy and a little guilty.
She was not used to it at first.
A while ago, he spent almost the entire night at Qingjia's place. Lian Qiying even said resentfully that Yu Qing only knew to go back to Huaifeng Pavilion to sleep.
Now, she always makes the excuse that she has to go back early because she has to attend court the next day.
Sitting in the study, she flipped through the sword manual out of boredom and didn't even want to eat any snacks.
My taste has been spoiled by the princess's small kitchen, and I always feel that the cook in my own yard is just average.
At the same time, she also intended to stay in the military camp longer. Even if there was no military duty, she would inspect this and check that, finding some random things to do.
It's strange to say, I have been staying in the military camp for so many years, but I often feel bored recently - facing the burly men with loud voices like bells, I can't help but miss the fragrant and beautiful princess.
No wonder the gentle countryside can dampen one's ambition.
Even she, a woman, is not immune to this.
Qingjia heard that she had been very busy recently, and asked her several times with concern if she was tired and asked her not to work too hard.
When she was about to leave, Qingjia would see her out and stand at the door reluctantly, as if trying to keep her.
One day Qing Jia asked, "You should be able to rest in two days, right?"
Yu Qing: "Yeah."
"That's great! You can finally take a break," Qing Jia said. "By the way, I remember you mentioned last time that there's a place called Nanhu or something like that that's pretty good. Should we go check it out this time?"
Yu Qing: "...My colleagues happened to be having a banquet that day, and I agreed to go. How about we wait until next time?"
This seemed to be the first time she had rejected the princess. Qing Jia was visibly stunned and said, "Will the banquet take that long? We can go in the evening."
Yu Qing said, "I just remembered that I've been busy lately and haven't copied Buddhist scriptures for a long time. I have to send them to Tanyin Temple on the first day of next month."
Qing Jia was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."
She called the maid, and the maid brought a food box. The princess said softly, "This is a snack made for you by the kitchen. You haven't been here often recently, so take it home and eat it."
Yu Qing almost escaped from Wenhuayuan, thinking, what should I do with Qingjia?
She is so nice and gentle that even if I don't do anything and just passively avoid it, the pressure will be doubled.
On the day of her leave, she came back from outside and was distractedly copying scriptures in her study that night. Next to her was a piece of milk pastry she got from Qingjia, mixed with nuts, and it was sweet in her mouth.
I only copied a few lines of the book and ate half a plate of snacks.
There was a sound outside. Yu Qing had sharp ears and was stunned when he heard the word "Your Highness". He saw Qingjia slowly walking into the study.
"Why is Your Highness here?"
Qing Jia said, "I came to see you."
She sat down not far away, and Yu Qing felt very uncomfortable.
Qingjia suddenly sighed and called out, "Dongli, come in."
Dong Li responded and walked in, handed something to Qing Jia, bowed, and then went out and closed the door.
Qing Jia said: "This is for you."
The princess placed a stack of papers on the table. Yu Qing was stunned. They turned out to be a stack of neatly written scriptures.
"Isn't it said that there is still a lot to be done? I copied some of them in the past two days. Let's burn them," Qing Jia said softly, "You have been very tired to begin with. You should rest more."
Yu Qing said: "How can I let Your Highness do this for me? This... this minister..."
Qing Jia said: "It's all the same. Sincerity is the key to success. I also hope that the Buddha can bless you more."
Yu Qing felt a sudden pang of sadness in his heart, and he almost didn't dare to look closely at Qingjia's handwriting.
"I……"
She really didn't know how to start.
Qing Jia said: "I have been having nightmares these past few days, and I feel anxious when I wake up."
Yu Qing hurriedly comforted him, "It's okay, dreams are always the opposite!"
Qingjia did not answer. Yu Qing looked up and her pupils shrank suddenly. She saw a warm light reflecting on half of the princess's face, and a tear was sparkling and winding down from the corner of her eye.
The princess said, "It's not reversed, it's true."
Yu Qing didn't know that tears could be so heartbreaking. She said, "Don't cry, please don't cry... What was this dream?"
"I dreamed that you were disgusted with me and didn't want to see me anymore. When we first got married, you came several times a day, but now it's hard for you to even say a few words. Is there something wrong with me?"
Yu Qing was speechless.
"My dear husband, I have been in the deep palace since I was a child, without any favor or favour," Qing Jia said pitifully. "If even you don't pity me, who else can I entrust my life to?"
How could Yu Qing not show pity? She really wanted to show pity!
But she is a woman, what should she do?
"I didn't, I didn't." Yu Qing denied weakly, then hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wanted to wipe Qingjia's tears first.
How could Qingjia, such a meticulous person, not notice anything unusual during this period?
Yu Qing was very upset. Furthermore, the story of copying scriptures was too fake. Using this excuse to fool Qing Jia for so long was too much.
This is completely deliberate neglect.
"I like you so much that how could I dislike you?" Yu Qing repeatedly said that he was just busy with military affairs and it would be fine after a while. Your Highness should not have any extra thoughts.
Although the princess didn't shed many tears, Yu Qing's heart was still softened by her tears.
Qing Jia said: "Oh, will you come to accompany me in the future?"
Yu Qing said: "...Yes, I will definitely go and spend more time with you when I have time."
This answer was still a bit perfunctory, and Qingjia still felt aggrieved. Yu Qing was really at a loss.
Qing Jia said, "It's getting late, so I'll go back first."
"I'll take you there." Yu Qing said.
After seeing Qingjia off, Yu Qing was distraught and sighed in distress at his desk.
Next, she didn't dare to neglect Qingjia at all and went to accompany her obediently.
In fact, Qingjia did not mention the last incident again, nor did he ask Yu Qing to stay longer, and he often advised her to rest early.
Yu Qing still felt a little uneasy.
Qingjia also put the newly embroidered sachet on her waist. Now she had two in total. The other one was still hanging by the bed, so she didn't have to take it off all day long.
When she saw the sachet, she thought of the princess, and when she thought of the princess, she became worried.
Since the beginning of summer, it has often rained in the capital. Thunder rumbles in the middle of the night and rain hits the window frames.
Yu Qing was vaguely woken up. Before she could fall asleep again, she heard someone outside saying that it was someone from Wenhuayuan who wanted to invite the prince consort over.
"Princess? Is there something wrong with the princess?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Qing jumped out of bed, quickly put on her coat and tied her belt, without even having time to put on her hat. The servant who was holding an umbrella for her could not keep up with her pace.
It was a cold rainy night, and she was afraid that Qingjia would suffer from the same illness as last time.
Princess Qingjia's maid said, "His Highness is inside and wants to see the Prince Consort..."
As he entered the room, another thunderclap sounded. Yu Qing vaguely heard a cry from inside. He walked into the room and went straight to the bedside: "Your Highness, it's me, I'm coming."
"Yu Qing?"
The maid quietly retreated.
Only two lights were on by the bed, making it dim.
Through the half-rolled up gauze curtain, the princess was seen sitting with her arms wrapped around the quilt, her hair disheveled and her face panic-stricken.
"The thunder was so loud, I was scared," Qing Jia said, "My heart was pounding so badly that I couldn't sleep."
Yu Qing held her hand, which was still cold.
Every inch of the princess's body showed her vulnerability. Yu Qing comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Qingjia. I'm here."
"When I was in the palace before, I was alone. The servants on my mother's side ignored me. On nights like this, I couldn't sleep all night."
It's really pitiful.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she wanted to hug Qingjia, but her arms were not wide enough to hold Qingjia in her arms.
Yu Qing patted Qingjia's shoulder gently, and Qingjia's body slowly relaxed.
Then Qingjia suddenly turned around and hugged her. Yu Qing had just loosely hugged her shoulders, but now she was suddenly embraced by him and her whole body stiffened immediately.
But the princess still had a familiar fragrance on her body. She raised her hand hesitantly, and her palm was filled with the princess's long hair that was like a waterfall.
"Stay with me a little longer," the princess whispered. "Stay with me tonight, okay?"
Yu Qing blurted out: "Okay."
Xie Jing slowly smiled and thought: She is so soft-hearted.
He couldn't help but feel a little worried. If he hadn't been married to her, would Yu Qing have treated someone else the same way if he had married that person?
When he thought of this possibility, he couldn't help but feel sad.
Fortunately, Yu Qing is in his arms now, and he is the only one in his eyes.
In the future...we will eventually say goodbye.
Xie Jing almost didn't want to leave. For the first time in his life, he was nostalgic for the identity of Princess Qingjia, who was Yu Qing's wife.
As long as he continues to hold this position, every day should be cherished.
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