Chuyao actually came out earlier than him, but standing outside the hall, she didn't know which way to go. Although it was night, the snow had melted, and her eyes couldn't see the road ahead even more clearly. Seeing her confused look, Rong Shaoyang walked up, held her hand, and said softly: "There are steps ahead, be careful."
Chuyao nodded, and stepped down the steps carefully. Rong Shaoyang supported her carefully, reminding her from time to time. Chuyao walked down the steps safely, Rong Shaoyang was about to summon a sedan chair to drive her back to the palace, but she said, "Walk with me."
"Okay." Rong Shaoyang clung to her hand, and the two slowly paced in the night.
The palace was brightly lit, but it didn't look too dark. Although Chuyao couldn't see clearly, Rong Shaoyang led him like this, reminding him all the time, and he walked quite smoothly.
Except for the occasional Rong Shaoyang reminding her to be careful on her feet, the two of them walked a long way quietly without saying a word.
Chu Yao stopped suddenly, Rong Shaoyang turned around, looked at her face under the light, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Do you like this child?" Chu Yao couldn't see clearly ahead, but he could accurately place his eyes on Rong Shaoyang's face.
"Why do you ask that?" Rong Shaoyang bent his mouth, squeezed her hand, and said, "This is our child, so we naturally like it."
"Really." Chu Yao murmured as if talking to himself.
"Do you need to ask?" Rong Shaoyang dragged her into his arms, put his face against her side, and whispered in her ear: "This is our first child. He will become Li Yuan's crown prince, and if he is a girl, he will also become the most honorable and happy girl in the world."
"No." Chu Yao shook his head lightly.
"Why?"
"If it's a boy, I don't want him to be a prince." Chu Yao buried his head in Rong Shaoyang's neck and said in a low voice.
"Um?"
"It's very tiring to carry too much." Chuyao explained.
"Okay." Rong Shaoyang replied.
The two stood hugging each other for a while, Chuyao suddenly said: "It's so cold, let's go back to the palace."
"Okay." Rong Shaoyang clung to her hand, and the two walked towards Fengxia Palace.
Arriving in the palace, under the bright candles, I just saw that Chuyao's cheeks and nose were red and red from the cold, it was really lovely. Rong Shaoyang couldn't help but hooked the tip of her nose with a smile, and said: "It seems that we will use sable fur to surround our face in the future."
Chuyao reached out to rub her frozen face, Rong Shaoyang took a step ahead of her, and put his hands on her cheeks and rubbed them gently.
Chu Yao looked at Rong Shaoyang's face, and reached out to touch his face. The sweeter the honey, the more poisonous it is. The more he cares about her now, the more he will hurt in the future. All these appearances now are for the sake of throwing him even harder in the future.
"Fortunately, it's already the New Year's Eve now, and it will be spring in a while, so it won't be too cold."
"Yeah, spring is coming." Chuyao withdrew her hand and said, "I want to visit my mother in a few days."
She stared at Rong Shaoyang's face, but didn't see any changes on his face, heh, it's really well hidden, and he can keep his face completely unchanged.
"It's time to check it out and tell your mother the good news." Rong Shaoyang put his palm against her stomach and said with a smile.
He has always been elusive to her, and seems to be hidden in a mist forever. Whenever she thinks that she is close to the truth, she will find that it is just an illusion.
"There is one thing, I want to ask you." Chu Yao lowered her eyes and put her hand on his palm.
"You want me to let Luo Shuyan go?" Rong Shaoyang asked bluntly before Chu Yao could speak.
"Yes, I want you to let him go. He helped me a lot when I was in the Song Mansion." Since he asked directly, she wouldn't be able to beat around the bush.
"He is Xiao Jing's man." Rong Shaoyang stated the fact without any disturbance, and the meaning in his words was actually very clear.
"Yes, he belongs to Xiao Jing, but Xiao Jing is already dead. If you confiscate all the Luo residence, he has nothing left." Chu Yao knew that it would not be easy to persuade Rong Shaoyang to let Luo Shuyan go.
"No, he doesn't have everything, at least you have to plead for him, don't you?" Rong Shaoyang withdrew his hand against her belly and stroked it gently.
"You mean you won't let him go, right?" Chu Yao pursed her lips.
Rong Shaoyang's silence was a tacit consent.
Although Chuyao knew from the beginning that it would be difficult to persuade him, he never expected that he would be so defensive. Xiao Jing was gone, and Luo Shuyan had nothing left, so he still refused to let it go.
"Well, can you let me meet him, after all?I have kindness, and finally I have the friendship of friends. "Chu Yao can only settle for the next best thing.
"Okay, I'll have someone arrange for him to enter the palace." Rong Shaoyang knew that Chuyao had already made a concession, so he also backed down a step.
Chu Yao smiled at him. She originally wanted to go out of the palace to visit and find a way to let Luo Shuyan escape, but she didn't expect that Rong Shaoyang would arrange for him to come to the palace to meet him. In this way, the possibility of letting him escape was greatly reduced.
Unexpectedly, after two days, Rong Shaoyang arranged for Luo Shuyan to enter the palace.
His hands and feet were bound by iron chains, and he was dressed in good clothes. Except that he was a little thinner, he was no different from the past.
Chu Yao ordered Liu Shu to bring him a stool and sit down for him, poured a cup of tea for him himself, and said apologetically, "I can't help you."
Luo Shuyan still looked like a noble son, took the cup in her hand calmly, and said: "You don't have to worry about it, I chose the wrong team and stood on the wrong side."
Hearing him comfort herself like this, Chuyao felt even more guilty. He had helped her for so many years, but she did nothing for him in the end. Luo Shuyan's execution period is ten days later, time is running out.
"How is he treating you?" Luo Shuyan asked hesitantly as she looked at Chuyao while holding a fine bone china cup.
"Yeah." Chu Yao nodded.
"That's good, that's good." Luo Shuyan said two times in a row, that's good, and took a sip of tea with lowered eyebrows.
It suddenly started raining outside the house, and Liu Shu, who was standing aside, walked over and closed the window.
"When listening to Yu Sijiao, wait for a good time." Luo Shuyan suddenly recited this sentence, it was when he wrote Chuyao back then.
Chuyao naturally still remembered, she stared at him, only to see him say again: "It didn't happen back then, but today is considered a good day. I can see you at this time, and I feel at ease."
"What I owe you in my life, I will always owe you." Chuyao sighed softly, put down the teacup, and said to Liushu, "Go get a pot of wine."
Liu Shu hesitated for a while, but still took the pot of wine.
Chuyao poured two glasses, handed one to Luo Shuyan, and raised one by himself: "Since it's a good day, how can there be no good wine?"
Luo Shuyan raised it with a smile, lightly touched her cup, raised her head and drank the wine in one gulp.
Chu Yao also drank the wine together.
After Luo Shuyan left for a long time, Chuyao still poured herself a cup slowly, and Liu Shu couldn't listen to how she tried to persuade her.
Leaving aside the pregnancy, Chuyao's body is not suitable for drinking too much, but in the end she couldn't stop her, so she left Fengxia Palace to bring Rong Shaoyang here. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com