Is it possible I’m just being too sensitive?
Inside, only Yun Ge was left, and she couldn’t help but ponder to herself.
Just like Liang Shujun said, if they switched places, if she were in Prince ng’s position, she could actually understand.
After all, they both just serve their own masters, each treasuring different people. But for the ones they care about, the intentions co from a good place—it’s not wrong.
However, she is not Prince ng. Rationally, she can understand Prince ng’s actions, but emotionally, it’s hard to accept seeing soone she treasures being treated like a cheap tool.
Similarly, when she took Ji Jiuhuang’s blood in the palace before, she imagines Prince ng must have been quite furious inside.
"Sigh..." Yun Ge sighed softly.
Both of them, their intentions weren’t wrong, but the fault was in their thods and in that they cherished and respected different people...
The sky had already turned dark.
Dong Huiying, who Yun Ge called ’cheap labor,’ was building snown in the yard with two n.
Recently she’s been in a bright mood, maybe because all her burdens are gone? She’s no longer worried about her health or her dwindling lifespan. This lightness from within has made her feel more relaxed, allowing her to enjoy doing so childlike and joyful things.
The snow had fallen thick and deep, and large snowballs were rolled out from the pristine white snow. She and her two husbands built seven large snown in the yard, and then sat together under the eaves, finding much enjoynt in looking at these seven massive snown.
Shujun glanced at her, then gently touched her bare head. She froze slightly... she was touched, touched, her bald head was touched!!
Shujun chuckled, "I think big brother and the others are on their way. It won’t be long before we can all reunite as a family."
"Mm!"
Her eyes crinkled into crescents, as if thinking of sothing amusing, the laughter in her eyes deepened. Just the thought of soon being able to reunite with her family made her heart as sweet as honey.
"Speaking of which..." Shujun murmured, because he rembered sothing. "It was also a missed opportunity."
"Mm!" This ’Mm’ was from Liang Haoming.
Shujun lowered his head, staring gently at her, "When the wife master left Dongdi, big brother took us to look for her. Along the way, we encountered an old nun..." He couldn’t help but smile. Because the nun had no distinctive features or the wife master’s signature purple eyes, big brother didn’t give it much thought. Later, when they retraced their steps to find her, she was already gone.
Dong Huiying was aware of this incident, as she had watched them depart back then...
She playfully stuck out her tongue, then grabbed Shujun’s and Haoming’s hands tightly, one in each hand.
She didn’t say much about it, choosing instead to look up at the starry sky.
On a cold winter night, even the stars adorning the sky seed much brighter than usual.
"It’s almost New Year’s again."
"Yeah."
"I thought I’d be spending it alone this year."
Shujun hugged her shoulders, and Haoming quietly reached out a hand to wrap around the wife master’s waist.
"How could we leave you alone out there? Thanks to Yun Ge, she inford us just in ti, otherwise, I would’ve been really worried about you."
Dong Huiying smiled, "Yes, thank her!"
But Yun Ge, who was being ’thanked,’ was still mired in countless worries, entangled over matters related to Prince ng...
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