The Prince Consort's Beloved

Li Yuanrou began to force herself to be strong again, but for some reason she became more fragile and tearful than before.

Lying in bed at night, I would cry if I was afraid of the dark, if I felt cold, and if I thought of Xiao Luobai. I would feel wronged if no one comforted me, so I would cry even harder.

She would cry if she had no appetite, if she vomited, if she wanted to drink modern drinks and eat modern snacks, but couldn't eat or drink them, she would cry if she wanted to go to Shanyang City but couldn't go, and if she was bored in the mansion.

Daya recited poems to Li Yuanrou. After listening to her so many times, Li Yuanrou could sometimes recite a few lines of poetry fluently. However, every time she recited a poem, she would think of Xiao Luobai, and would cry when she thought of Xiao Luobai.

Daya racked her brains to give Li Yuanrou a speech script. Li Yuanrou would cry when she heard sad parts, touching parts, and even funny parts, and would cry when she compared the misery of her current situation.

No matter how much I told myself not to cry, I just couldn't help it. I felt uncomfortable if I didn't cry, and finally I succeeded in crying my eyes out.

The court doctor didn't dare to prescribe medicine, so he called Xiaotian. Xiaotian didn't dare to prescribe any medicine for her either, and in the end he could only apply medicine on her eyes to relieve the pain.

Since Xiaotian frequently went to the princess's mansion, the news spread quickly. Li Yuanqi and Prince Yun came to the princess's mansion to see Li Yuanrou one after another. Both of them looked unhappy and were a little tense. If it weren't in front of Li Yuanrou, they would probably have fought on the spot. Li Yuanrou impatiently drove them away, and in the end, the two left without saying anything.

Because Li Yuanrou would cry from time to time and her eye disease had not been cured, Xiaotian simply applied medicine to her every day. For convenience, he and Xiaoya moved back to the princess's mansion.

Li Yuanrou applied medicine several times a day and her eyes were covered with a white cloth all day long. Her world was almost plunged into darkness.

At night, Daya came to change the candles. Li Yuanrou sighed, "Now that we can't see anymore, don't waste candles. Candles also cost money."

Daya was speechless and distressed: "We are no longer short of money now. We can't spend all the banknotes He Lin sends us every month."

When Li Yuanrou mentioned the banknotes He Lin gave her, she couldn't help but think of Xiao Luobai again, and her mood instantly dropped.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Daya quickly changed the subject.

Li Yuanrou asked her gloomily, "Qingfeng has written to you again, right?"

Daya said decisively: "No."

Li Yuanrou was depressed and whispered, "Don't lie to me. Yesterday, Xiaoya and Erya helped me to go to your yard, and I heard you crying. You only cry when Qingfeng writes to you."

Daya said calmly, "Really not. Qingfeng hasn't written to me for a long time. I was just reading the letter he wrote to me before."

Li Yuanrou: "Really?"

Daya: “Really!”

Daya's eyes were wandering, and she was glad that Li Yuanrou's eyes were covered with a cloth.

However, at night Qingluan heard Li Yuanrou's heartbroken crying, accompanied by complaints.

"Why don't you write to me? Qingfeng can write to Daya, why don't you write to me..."

"I'm pregnant, and I feel so uncomfortable every day. Not only are you not by my side, but you don't even write me a letter..."

"Didn't you say you loved me? Are you almost forgetting about me..."

"If you don't write to me again, I will find a stepfather for your child..."

Li Yuanrou raised her head and cried loudly, "Xiao Luobai..."

…………

Inside the Beiluo Palace.

Xiao Luobai suddenly sat up from his sleep, and Li Yuanrou entered his dream again.

She was crying in her dream again, and she didn't look well.

Xiao Luobai looked at the still dark night outside the window. He calmed himself down, put on his pajamas and shoes, got out of bed, walked to the table and sat down.

Qing Feng heard the noise and came in to ask, "It's still early in the morning, why is the master up?"

Xiao Luobai had already started grinding ink. He casually replied, "Write a letter."

Qingfeng took out his outer robe and put it on him: "Didn't you just write it yesterday? Why are you writing it again?"

Xiao Luobai thought of the dream in which Li Yuanrou cried to him about why she didn't write to him. He frowned and thought, "Even if I write, she may not receive it. What if she doesn't receive it? I will write a few more letters. One of them will definitely receive it."

Qing Feng nodded thoughtfully: "That makes sense. There is war going on right now and some cities have been blocked. It is normal that we cannot receive it."

Qingfeng rolled up his sleeves and ground the ink for Xiao Luobai. Xiao Luobai spread out the paper and picked up the pen. He thought for a moment. There were so many things he wanted to say that he didn't know where to start.

A few days ago, he dreamed that Li Yuanrou was pregnant. He laughed at himself and wondered why he would have such a dream. It must be because he was annoyed by those ministers in the court who asked him to marry more concubines to continue his family line. That was why he had such a dream at night.

Recently, whenever he went to court, those court officials would start chattering about his offspring. Every time he did, it made him feel like there were countless flies buzzing around his ears, but he couldn't just kill them at will. It was really annoying.

He sighed softly and began to write.

Qing Feng asked, "Master, what's wrong? Concubine Xian and the Second Prince are dead, and Concubine Xian's party has been executed. Now there is nothing to worry about. Why are you still sighing?"

Xiao Luobai was concentrating on his writing and ignored Qingfeng.

Qing Feng sighed to himself, "I really have nothing to worry about now. Not only did the Second Prince die, you also killed almost all the descendants of the Beiluo royal family. If you ask me, you have acted a little radically since returning to Beiluo..."

Xiao Luobai kept writing. He thought that Qingfeng was right. He was indeed acting radically. He was forced to separate from the person he loved. He was full of resentment and hatred. He would kill anyone who stood in his way.

He admitted that he was radical, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did. Since fate pushed him to this step, don't blame him for being cruel.

Use swift and thunderous means and resolve the issue quickly so that he can be reunited with Rouer as soon as possible.

It has been more than three months since he left. He wonders if Li Yuanrou is doing well or not. Is she really like he dreamed of, always sad and crying?

He suddenly remembered Li Yuanrou gritting her teeth and saying to him, "Don't even think about getting rid of me, or I'll hate you!"

Hate him...

The pen in his hand suddenly paused, and then he wrote on the paper: "My beloved wife Yuanrou, please don't be angry with me, don't hate me, wait until the spring comes and the flowers bloom, I will return home."

He suddenly put down his pen, crumpled up the written paper and threw it on the ground.

He imagined that he would return next spring when the flowers bloomed, but he was not completely sure and he could not easily make such a valuable promise.

Qing Feng stopped grinding ink and asked, "Hey? Master, I've already filled a whole page, why did you throw it away?"

Xiao Luobai was a little annoyed that he was useless and could not give Li Yuanrou an accurate return date, but his face remained calm and he replied in a calm tone: "It's too obscure, all in classical Chinese, Rouer can't understand it."

He started writing again and asked, "Have you found Helena?"

Qingfeng: "No."

Xiao Luobai intends to train Helena to take over his job. After he has arranged everything in Beiluo, he will let Helena handle government affairs on his behalf so that he can take over Li Yuanrou.

Helena disappeared after hearing the news.