jdhmnovel Chapter 111 It Made Me Want to Cry
Chapter 111 It Made Me Want to Cry
"Dong'e Gege! I... I'm coming!"
He Junyi'erha had already seen Yinreng running over, but she did not stand up to greet him. Instead, she snorted heavily, then turned around, leaving Yinreng with an angry and resentful back.
The prince, who thought he would be welcomed with a warm hug, was stunned.
His heart aches!
I just felt like there were snowflakes floating in the broad daylight.
"what do you mean?
Don’t you consider me a friend anymore?
This is different from the meeting he had expected!
Logically speaking, less than two months ago, this Dong E Gege was still spending lavishly in Mr. Huang's shop, obviously remembering their friendship.
But...when we met again today, why was she not happy at all?
Did you change your mind? So quickly?
There was not a single bit of relevant knowledge in Yinreng's mental database.
Why didn't the Emperor teach me in the study? Please save me!
The time left for Yinreng's inner monologue came to an abrupt end at this moment. He Zhunyierha turned around and choked up,
"Why did you come just now..."
"I've been waiting for you for eight days, and I thought you...you no longer recognized me as your friend."
After saying this, she turned her head away again, tears streaming down her face again.
"what??"
eight days?
He has only been in the Rehe camp for eight days!
After taking two steps forward, from this angle Yinreng could just see the profiles of Hejun Yilha, both of whom were covered in tears.
His mind was blank due to these tears, and he could only subconsciously imitate the way Kangxi interacted with his concubines, which he had accidentally seen.
He walked up to her, hugged her, patted her on the back, and then hurriedly explained,
“This, this is something I neglected.
But eight days ago, I wasn’t there either…”
Actually, it has arrived.
But...the Emperor won’t let me go!
He didn't expect that Dong E, a member of a noble family, would come so early, so he happily followed his father and learned things...
It's his fault. It would have been nice if he had taken some time to take a look in advance.
She cried so sadly.
What should I do...TAT
At this moment, Yinreng just wanted to hug his head and cry with Dong'e Gege.
It is said that empathy makes both parties feel better.
But... he really couldn't bring himself to do that.
If this gets out, he, the crown prince, will lose face. At the very least, he will be laughed at by that damn guy Yinzhen for two or three years.
In a moment of desperation, Yinreng suddenly thought of an idea.
Oh, and he brought a gift!
Didn’t the Emperor often send gifts to Concubine Yi after he made her angry?
After receiving the gifts, Concubine Yi would send some soup or water to the Qianqing Palace within two days.
Okay Yinreng, you are the best, speak up!
Don’t let Dong E Gege cry anymore, his head is about to explode and his heart is stuffy. He really can’t live like this!
He hurriedly handed the package wrapped in thick cloth that he had thrown aside in a hurry to He Zhun Yilha, and pretended to be indifferent to the sermon.
"Here, this is a gift I found especially for you!"
But the only response he got was still He Jun Yilha's sobbing.
This……
Yinreng realized at this moment that what he was doing was called "giving a gift" rather than "a gift from the emperor".
Dong E Gege doesn’t have to accept it!
Thinking of this, Yinreng, who had always been indifferent and stable, became even more flustered, and he spoke whatever popped into his mind.
"Don't be unhappy! This is a great gift that I spent a lot of effort to get for you!
Then, then, I’ll tell you something in secret.
I also specially found a ruby and gave it to... I also used my connections to go to the Manufacturing Office of the Imperial Household Department and asked the craftsman there to make a hairpin for you.
I have already drawn the pattern. It looks like the poppy you gave me before.
I was thinking that if I could go to the autumn hunting this year, I would give it to you as a gift...
Please don't be sad, I feel...uncomfortable."
Finally, seeing that Dong E Gege still had no intention of stopping, he curled his lips and said with a bit of grievance,
"Why are you never done? You're making me want to cry..."
At this moment, He Zhun Yi Erha lowered his head and touched his face with a handkerchief, muttering stubbornly,
"Don't try to impress me with material things!"
There is hope! Stop crying!
My dear father! You are still useful! You are my lifelong teacher!
So Yinreng immediately seized the opportunity, squatted down, handed the package to Hejun Yierha and said,
"This is not a high-end product that can be bought with material things! How about you take a look first?"
The package was very large. When the thick cloth was removed, a square cage was revealed.
And in the cage was a white, flat-faced cat.
In this era, the cat world is ruled by the Flat-Faced Cult.
He Zhun Yi Erha's eyes lit up and he said in surprise,
"Yeah! Kitty!"
Good, good, good! Got it! Yinreng! You are worthy of being the crown prince of the Qing Dynasty, you are simply amazing!
Yinreng felt even happier at this moment than when he won the archery competition with the eldest prince.
Yinreng, who was in high spirits, introduced it on the spot.
"This cat is of royal blood!"
"real or fake!?"
According to the indigenous thinking of that era, anything related to the "royal family" meant supreme nobility, something that even she, the daughter of a first-class duke, could not access.
He Zhun Yi Erha did not hesitate to show surprise and appreciation in his eyes, and Yinreng, who was very pleased with the look, felt sweeter than eating honey, and said proudly,
"Yes! This Persian cat is known as the 'Queen of Cats'.
Moreover, the white color, long fur, and heterochromia make it more noble than the cat of Imperial Noble Consort Tong Jia, who was newly appointed last year in the palace!"
"Wow!!"
He Zhun Yi Erha immediately grabbed Yinreng's hand and started to flatter him.
"Thank you!! Huang Baocheng, you are so awesome!"
Critical hit——
Yinreng took a deep breath, and a stream of heat rushed from his heart to the top of his head.
For some reason, he was afraid to look directly into Dong E Gege's eyes. He could only turn his head to the side, scratch his ear, and said unnaturally,
"You...even though you are Princess Dong'e, can you please be a little polite when you call people?"
"Then what do you think I should call you?"
"Well...never mind, whatever you want."
"Eh? You, a young master, don't hold any official position, but you have a lot of problems."
"I want you to manage."
"Okay, okay, Brother Baocheng, can you tell me how to raise a cat? I've never raised a cat before!"
"..."
Yinreng discovered that it was the word "brother" that was the problem.
He's addicted.
No one in the palace dared to call him that. Even the Third and Fourth Princes could only respectfully call him "Crown Prince" instead of "Second Brother" or "Crown Prince's Second Brother"...
However, Yinreng felt that he would not be happy even if those two little brats called him that.
Yinreng pursed his lips, still somewhat confused as to what he meant.
Could it be that the word "brother" only feels good when it comes from the mouth of a beautiful person of the opposite sex?