Yang Jinqiao…?

I was a little confused for a moment, blinking, but it was her in front of me. I didn't know if she was dreaming or was confused, so I heard her say, "Are you better? If you get better, get up and eat."

It's really her!

I slowly supported myself and immediately felt a faint pain coming from my shoulders, but the wound had been bandaged. I was a little confused and asked in confusion: "Madam Jin Qiao, Qing Ying is disturbing me. Why is Qing Ying here with you?"

Yang Jinqiao sat at the table and said, "Your Highness has transferred you to me, so you won't have to go back to Luo Mei House in the future."

What, Pei Yuanhao gave me to her?

I couldn't help but smile. Now that Yao Yingxue is pregnant, he certainly wants to accompany her often. He transfers me to Yang Jinqiao, and he doesn't even have to see me.

It seems that he is really annoyed.

It's good, it's good...

I sat silently at the head of the bed. Although my heart was sore, no tears came out. Perhaps because I had shed all the tears that could shed before, Yang Jinqiao looked at me for a while, walked slowly to me, and said, "Do you still remember what I said to you?"

I looked up at her.

"You can't stir up this trip to Shangyang Palace, otherwise sooner or later, you will be swallowed." She said coldly: "It seems that you have been swallowed almost."

“…”

She did say this to me, but at that time I was too naive, thinking I was rational enough, and thinking I was strong enough, but when I heard it now, I was covered in bruises.

I smiled sadly and said, "I have let Mrs. Jin Qiao down."

She slowly leaned down again, looked at my eyes with a little unpredictable smile, and said, "You really make me wonder. You see more clearly than anyone else, but you fall deeper than anyone else."

I looked at her eyes that were close to her, looking at the almost broken me, who was reflected in those eyes, and suddenly said, "Where is the lady?"

"What?"

"If it were your wife, would you fall into trouble?"

"Me? I won't!"

"Why?"

Yang Jinqiao looked down at something, but the expression on his face was indescribable and said word by word: "Because, I know very well what I want. As long as the goal has not changed, I will not leave the path I want to go, and I will not fall into it!"

This sentence was like a burst of thunder, hitting me hard. I looked at her with wide eyes as if I woke up from a dream. Yang Jinqiao smiled indifferently, turned around and walked out.

As long as the goal does not change...

As long as you don't leave the path you want to go...

I slowly lowered my head and saw the shadow I cast on the ground under the reflection of the candlelight. The candlelight swayed, and the shadow also swayed. But in fact, I am still here and I have never moved.

I once heard a story where monks saw the wind blowing the banners, and a monk said that the banners were moving, but the last monk said that the banners were moving. But the last monk said: It was not the wind, it was not the banners, but the heart was moved.

But, heart-wrenching - it's wrong!

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I took care of Yang Jinqiao's house for a day. Fortunately, the medicine she gave me was excellent. The injury was just flesh and it gradually became scabbed soon and it didn't hurt so much when it moved.

That morning, I went to her bedroom to thank her and said, "Mrs. Jin Qiao's words the day before yesterday were like a burst of enlightenment. Qingying was very grateful. I came to thank her very much."

She sat there and smiled: "Don't talk about me like a Bodhisattva, I don't have such a good heart."

"Although the lady said so, Qingying still hopes that her wife can be compassionate and agree to Qingying's request."
Chapter completed!