The Prince Consort's Beloved

Chapter 154 My heart is broken

When Li Yuanrou heard this, she knew who the visitor was, and a trace of disappointment flashed across her face.

Li Yuanqi thought of the letters he had intercepted recently. Xiao Luobai had left far away, but he still wrote to his sister with such evil intentions. He had four concubines in the palace, but he still thought about his sister shamelessly. He shamelessly told his sister to wait for him in the letter.

Li Yuanqi said with resentment: "Sister, don't think about him. He is gone. Just forget him."

The corners of Li Yuanrou's lips curled up slightly again, as if she was immersed in memories again. After a moment, she replied in a calm and concise voice: "I can't forget it."

Li Yuanqi took a deep breath, as if he was suppressing some emotion, and his tone was a little tough: "He is from the Helian royal family, he is the prince of Beiluo. Beiluo and my Dayue have been at war for many years, and we are incompatible. There are too many obstacles between you, sister, it is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. It is meaningless for you to sink into the past like this. You have forgotten him. What else does he have besides his good looks? He is just a calculating villain."

Li Yuanrou looked calm and didn't say anything. She didn't need to argue with anyone about what kind of person Xiao Luobai was. It was enough for her to know it in her heart.

Seeing that she remained silent, Li Yuanqi thought that she had listened to his words. A hint of relief rose in his eyes, and his tone softened: "I think He Lin is very good. If you really don't like He Lin, there is Li Yuming. Li Yuming is not bad either."

Li Yuanrou listened to him quietly. She spoke slowly and calmly, her tone so calm that one could not tell whether she was happy or angry: "Yes, they are all good, but I already have someone who is perfect in my heart. After him, anyone else will be a little less satisfactory."

Li Yuanqi's anger, which had just subsided, suddenly resurfaced. He said angrily, "Then I will find another good man for you. There are so many excellent people in the world, there will always be one you like!"

Li Yuanrou looked calm and peaceful. Perhaps the dream she had last night had calmed her mind. She whispered, "My heart is not made of stone, so it cannot be turned. My heart is not made of mat, so it cannot be rolled up."

Li Yuanqi was stunned when he heard this.

"What a great saying: My heart is not made of stone..."

His voice suddenly became a little sharp: "I am obsessed with you being here, but you know that he has so many girls in Beiluo, and you are not in his heart at all. He has forgotten you a long time ago!"

Li Yuanrou was composed and calm, like a still lake without any ripples.

She smiled lightly, looking nonchalant, and sighed with emotion: "Forget? How easy is that..."

She suddenly changed the subject and her voice became heavy: "Yuan Qi, when will you let me go!"

Li Yuanqi frowned and thought, where to go, Shanyang City or Beiluo Kingdom.

He stared at the thin and skinny Li Yuanrou. Her face was pale and sickly, and her originally chubby cheeks were now completely devoid of flesh. Her eyes were hurt from crying for Xiao Luobai, his silly sister.

Fulai quietly trotted over and whispered in Li Yuanqi's ear: "Your Majesty, Prince Yun is heading towards the palace."

Li Yuanqi turned his head suddenly. Prince Yun was standing behind him. He left without knowing when, and left silently. Unconsciously, a feeling of being out of control came over him, which was terrible.

His pupils shrank, Fengqi Palace!

Li Yuanqi looked back at the frail Li Yuanrou again, a complex emotion flashed across his face. He gritted his teeth secretly, turned around and left.

Li Yuanrou heard the footsteps receding and knew that Li Yuanqi was leaving. He did not give her an answer.

She smiled faintly, knowing that she couldn't get an answer.

Don't be in a hurry, wait a little longer.

If Xiao Luobai really comes back next spring, he can catch her giving birth. I heard that giving birth is like going through the gates of hell for a woman. If Xiao Luobai is there, she shouldn't be too scared.

If he can't come back, then I'll find a way to go to Shanyang City after I give birth. When we separated, I said I'd wait for him in Shanyang City. Now that I'm pregnant and having severe morning sickness, it's probably not easy for me to travel by car.

She suddenly laughed and said, "Da Ya and Er Ya, what do you think of the two lines of poetry that I just recited?"

Arya praised: "The princess is becoming more and more like a talented woman now."

Li Yuanrou smiled. A cold wind blew over her. She shivered and murmured, "Time passes so slowly. The days pass by so slowly that they feel like years."

She stood up and walked towards the bedroom consciously, saying as she walked: "Daya, it's time, help me take away this towel. What kind of medicine did Xiaotian use? My eyes are so uncomfortable. My eyes have been getting better recently, so I don't need to apply the medicine so frequently..."

Daya and Erya followed behind.

Arya muttered, "Why does the princess' mood change so quickly? His Majesty said those words just now, and I thought the princess would cry..."

Daya whispered back, "I heard that this is what happens during pregnancy. Mood swings are bigger, sometimes good, sometimes bad..."

Li Yuanrou suddenly stopped, turned around and said with a smile: "You two, don't think that I can't hear your voice just because it's so small. I have super hearing now. Also, I will say it again, I love to laugh, not cry..."

As Li Yuanqi had expected, Prince Yun entered Fengqi Palace. Fengqi Palace was unusually quiet, with no one in the bedroom.

He looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table. From the irregular arrangement of the dishes, he could tell that these were all dishes cooked by Ruowan herself. They were all his royal brother Li Heng's favorites, and he had been fortunate enough to eat them several times. So Ruowan must be missing her royal brother again.

Prince Yun sat down angrily and poured himself a glass of wine.