nashuaworldcup Chapter 128 The truth 1 corner
Chapter 128 The truth 1 corner
In the early morning, the sunlight shone through the window onto the dining table. After Zhu Yu and Prince Jing had breakfast at home, they boarded his carriage together and headed towards the palace.
Zhu Wenyun had some concerns at first, after all, it seemed inappropriate to let a girl go to the palace alone, but when he thought that they would get married soon, it would be a good idea to cultivate their relationship in advance. So, he acquiesced to Zhu Yu's itinerary and arranged for several intimate maids and servants to accompany her to ensure her safety and comfort.
Before leaving, Zhu Wenyun specifically instructed: "Remember to come back for lunch! Aunt Liu and Zhu Qiaoqiao have been carefully preparing for your welcome." His tone revealed his concern for his daughter.
Zhu Yu smiled and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, Dad. I'll be back soon." After that, she waved her hand gently, signaling the driver to set off.
The carriage slowly drove out of the house and went farther and farther away. Zhu Wenyun stood at the door, looking at the car in the distance, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He was happy that his daughter had found happiness, but he was also a little worried about whether her life in the palace would be smooth in the future. However, he knew that this was the only way to grow up, and he could only pray silently that everything would be fine.
Arriving at the palace, the two hurriedly headed straight for Prince Jing's study. The small box was quietly placed on the table in the study, as if waiting for their arrival. Next to it was a brand new key, which was obviously made by a talented person specially found by Prince Jing.
Prince Jing picked up the small box and carefully opened the lid. As the lid opened, some fine dust quietly fell. In the box, a book with a blank cover lay quietly, and the pages had turned yellow, revealing the traces of time. However, surprisingly, despite the vicissitudes of life, the book remained flat, without any extra creases or stains. It can be imagined that it had been carefully cared for and cherished.
When Prince Jing turned the pages, the words on the first page caught his eye: "My son was born today, but I am not happy." Seeing this, Prince Jing and Zhu Yu felt heavy-hearted at the same time. Zhu Yu felt a little regretful, and she began to doubt whether she should agree to look at this mysterious book with Prince Jing. Some things, even between husband and wife, should not be pried into too much, not to mention that the two have not yet been married.
Just as Zhu Yu was about to get up and leave, and was sitting aside waiting for Prince Jing to finish reading alone, Prince Jing seemed to have seen through her thoughts. He stretched out his other hand, tightly held Zhu Yu's hand, gently but firmly stroked it, and said, "There is nothing I can't tell you, Yu." There are some things that she should know before getting married, and this can also be considered an opportunity.
The second page of the book was opened. There were a few mottled marks on it, which looked like dried tear marks. The handwriting on it could be vaguely discerned: Today, I reluctantly ask the emperor to send my son away. The pain in my heart is beyond words. However, if I send my son away, he still has a glimmer of hope. If he is by my side, he is in danger. Incompetent, incompetent, incompetent.
Prince Jing's hand trembled slightly as he held Zhu Yu's. Zhu Yu's emotions were complicated. For a moment, she didn't know whether it was because his mother didn't love him that he was more sad, or because she knew that his mother was incompetent and had to send him away to protect him that made him more sad. She held Prince Jing's hand back and said softly, "Your Majesty, your mother must have been forced to make such a decision at the time."
Prince Jing nodded silently. He remembered the days when he was sent to another palace as a child. Although life was hard, at least he was still alive. If what his mother said was true, if he stayed in the palace, he might have died long ago.
Zhu Yu looked at the sad look on Prince Jing's face, and a ripple appeared in her heart. She wanted to comfort Prince Jing, but she didn't know what to say. She knew that this kind of pain would take time to heal.
After a moment of silence, Zhu Yu gently patted the back of Prince Jing's hand and said softly: "Prince, the past cannot be changed. We must cherish everything we have now. Your mother must hope that you can live well."
Prince Jing raised his head and looked at Zhu Yu, his eyes full of gratitude and love. He held Zhu Yu's hand tightly and said, "Thank you for always being by my side, Ah Yu."
The most important thing at the moment is what kind of danger forced his mother to send him out of the bedroom as soon as he was born and not raise him by her side.