[R18] (Quickly wear it) Baby, you are with the wrong person – Chapter 669 of “(Quickly Wear) Baby You Are with the Wrong Person” [English]

☆. The princess married until 22

When they arrived at Kunfu Palace, Yao Ji found that several principals in the harem were here.

It turns out that the emperor’s longevity will be celebrated in three months, and the queen called everyone here to discuss early on how to present gifts and purchase items for the longevity festival.

Yao Ji, a junior, naturally just pretended to be a wallflower on this issue. Apart from De Ji and others, the other principals also just echoed and thought that everyone could not discuss it. So the queen’s intention was nothing more than to indicate her status.

After all, even if she is no longer favored and her mother’s family’s power in the court is inferior to others, she is still a senior official and is called upon by something, so Concubine De has no choice but to come.

The two of them naturally had a lot of talk in their faces, and Yao Ji felt tired just watching.After finally everyone dispersed, she returned to the East Palace and called in the disciples who were doing shopping for the East Palace.

The emperor’s longevity ceremony cannot be ignored. In the past, because Shu Zhan was a “fool”, even if Dongguan made a mistake during the ceremony, no one could blame him.Now that she is married and has to deal with these internal affairs, if she has any uneasiness and gets someone to talk about, not only will she make a fool of herself as a couple, but Shu Zhan will also be implicated.

Thinking of this, she sighed.Sometimes she always feels that that person is actually far away from her.

They are approaching step by step, and they are retreating step by step.Yao Ji didn’t understand why he was hiding, but at least… at least she didn’t want to see him alone again.

“Madam, I may be overstepping my bounds when I say this. But Prince… Brother Zhan, he is living a hard life.”

The woman wiped her hands with a handkerchief and her long-lasting fragrance made her hands look as if they were dry bark. She mentioned that the East Palace had not responded to her visit for many years, but there was no resentment at all.

“I want to see Brother Zhan, but I just miss him. If he doesn’t see me, I know… he can’t help it.”

“When he was young, he was very clever and clever. The late Emperor’s grandsons loved Zhan’er the most…”

But no matter how much he likes the late emperor, he is only his grandfather after all.As long as Shu Zhan can remember, he can see his father only a handful of times a year, either at festival banquets where he has to meet, or when his father comes to check on his homework when many brothers are gathered together.

Even then, Emperor Yuan Guang’s eyes were not on he.Whether it’s scolding or complimenting, I don’t want to say too much to him. At most, I can just say lightly: “Sir, you said that your handwriting is good. Since you have praised you, you have to work harder.”

Work hard… yes, work hard, he has worked hard enough, working hard, just to get the attention that is common for the third brother.

“Mommy, why doesn’t Dad always come to see me?”

The woman’s hand arranging the boy’s clothes paused slightly: “The prince is an adult and has to go to court and work. Brother Zhan needs to grow up quickly and study hard, so that he can go to court and share the prince’s worries.

“Work hard?” He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly. When he raised his eyes, a big smile broke out on his face, “I will definitely work hard!”

At that time, Shu Zhan didn’t understand that things in this world are not necessarily results if you work hard.The nanny can’t tell him that no matter how hard you try, it’s all in vain. The prince doesn’t come to see you, it’s just that he doesn’t like you.

When did he suddenly wake up?

It must have been that day. He happily walked into the small courtyard with his teacher’s homework book full of red circles. When passing by the garden, he saw his father, who was still wearing court clothes, being pestered by his third brother. He bowed slightly and gave his third brother a brain-destroying blow.

“You still want dad to take you out to see Malaysia?The husband said you don’t even need to draw red.”

“Daddy, daddy,” the third brother hugged his father’s arm and couldn’t help shaking it, “No, daddy, I promise not to do this again, please take me out to see Malaysia, please, daddy, please…”

After being harassed like this, there was no impatience on his father’s face. Instead, he smiled at the little boy who was wrapped around his arms and looked at him kindly: “You are such a skinny monkey, you are so careless just because your father likes you. Look how hard your elder brother works.”

The third brother made a face at his father: “Then if I don’t work hard, wouldn’t my father like me?”

“What do you think?”

“Hehe, I knew daddy was the best!”The father and son were talking as they walked out of the garden. Shu Zhan stood there, listening to their voices getting farther and farther away, as if it was raining, his palms were wet, and his face was wet.

It must be raining, otherwise why would he be so cold, so cold…

“Brother Zhan, why are you crying?”

Back in the courtyard, the wet nurse was surprised when she saw he’s reddish eyes.

“No, no.The boy hurriedly wiped his face with his sleeve, “Where’s Auntie, how are you today?””

“The imperial doctor came to see me again and said that the situation is improving and he will be able to go to the ground soon.”

“Yeah?” He’s eyes lit up for a moment, and he ran to the side room before he could put down what he was holding, “I’m going to see my mother-in-law!”

It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter… I still have my grandma, so don’t cry.

In the winter of that year, Princess Kong of Jin, who would later be posthumously named Queen Xianyi, died quietly of illness in a small wing.

The side room had not seen sunlight for a long time. The boy lay beside the bed like a frozen statue, neither speaking nor making a sound.He tightly clenched his mother’s already cold fingers in his hand, and something fell down, disappearing in the gray air.

In his life, he always seems to be accepting separation.

Three years later, his grandfather who loved him and brought him into the palace to raise him passed away.Just another year later, the wet nurse who had been protecting him and raising him was also kicked out of the palace.There was only an old eunuch left beside him.

That was the old servant assigned to him by the late emperor to serve him when he entered the palace. He had served the late emperor for many years and was the most loyal.But not long after, even the old eunuch died.

“I heard that he died suddenly due to cold due to his old age,” the woman sighed, “After that, Brother Zhan…”

He eventually became a lonely person, and even in the end, he became a fool who was pitifully despised by everyone.

The people who serve him are always changing. He does not see the nanny who cares about him. He drives the little eunuch who gave him grasshoppers out of the East Palace… The grass in the yard has withered, and new ones will grow soon.Year after year, day after day, no one can see the true appearance of the soil underneath.

When the lamp was turned on in the evening, Yao Ji had washed herself and sat on the bed. As usual, she took out her storybook from the box and asked, “What do you want to hear, Your Highness?””

“I don’t want to hear it,” Shu Zhan said softly, “I’m tired, let’s go to sleep.”

He blew out the candles and lay down on the quilt. In the darkness, he seemed to be able to hear the heartbeats of the people around him. How many years had passed…how many years had passed, and he was no longer alone.

With a rustling sound, his little hand groped in the quilt and gently touched the back of he’s hand.The hand was warm and soft, like a cloud, resting and floating peacefully in my heart.

“Shu Zhan…what’s wrong with you?”The girl whispered in his ear.

He looked a little strange. During the day, Yao Ji felt something was wrong with him.

They looked at the ants under the tree, she drew a picture for him, and when he fought back angrily with a branch, Yao Ji felt that he was at her hand.But I don’t know when, it became so far away again, out of reach, as if I couldn’t even touch it.

“…Nothing.”

The tragic scene eight years ago flashed through his mind. He subconsciously wanted to break away Yao Ji’s hand, but the girl held her tightly.

“Don’t let go.”

“Don’t let go, even if you want to let go, I will never let go.”