si-mexico Chapter 321 Let Him Stay
Chapter 321 Let Him Stay
Le Wuyou was forced into a corner by Gu Xiyan's words, and could only grit his teeth and admit, "You're right, I do have feelings for Jia Jia, I did in the past, and I still do now. I never thought of hurting her. Under the circumstances at the time, she was a weak woman who had just recovered her sanity and was helpless. How could I let her leave?"
He paused, took a deep breath, and continued as if he had made up his mind, "Besides, the man who handed her over to my father repeatedly emphasized that he would come back to pick her up and asked us not to let her go. The man also claimed that Jia Jia was blessed with great fortune and had a body that could overcome disasters and misfortunes. My father believed it... and he watched her even more closely, fearing that she would make a mistake... As for beating her..."
Le Wuyou felt helpless.
But now facing all these accusations, he had to mention, "At the beginning, Jia Jia and Ah Huan were always fighting, and I didn't control the strength well, and hurt Ah Huan... I happened to be away from home, so Jia Jia got hurt..."
"Master Le, you said that the person who brought Yaoyao to the Marquis' Mansion said that he would go back to pick her up?" Nangong Xiu Lan interrupted Le Wuyou's explanation and asked anxiously.
Le Wuyou nodded, "That person said that he would come to the mansion to take Jiajia away in four months... But later Jiajia was taken away by Gu Xiyan, and we realized that we were deceived. And the sorcerer never showed up, maybe he found out that Jiajia was no longer in the mansion, so he didn't show up."
When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other in surprise. No one expected that there was such a hidden story behind it.
Nangong Xiulan pondered for a moment, then looked at Le Wuyou sharply, "Do you still remember what that person looks like?"
Le Wuyou shook his head. "That man was wearing a mask and his voice was altered. I couldn't tell his appearance, let alone his accent. However, he was quite proficient in divination, and my father believed in what he said."
Even the idea of going to Beijing for a blind date and avoiding the emperor's suspicion was told to my father in advance by the sorcerer.
Everyone fell into deep thought. Who is this mysterious person? Why did he take Yao Jia away? What secrets are hidden in this?
"Master Le... I just heard you say that when Yaoyao first arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, she was not only stupid but also unable to speak. Is that true?" Shuanghua asked suddenly.
"Indeed."
Bai Huahua suddenly thought of something and immediately pulled Le Wuyou into the dormitory.
In the bedroom, Yao Jia sat quietly beside the bed with her eyes open. Even though there were figures walking in front of her, she did not react at all, as if she was isolated from the world.
Bai Huahua pointed at Yao Jia and said in a trembling voice, "Prince Le, look, is Yao Yao's current situation similar to the one you first saw?"
Le Wuyou stared at Yao Jia for a moment, his eyes suddenly filled with shock, his head buzzed, and he slowly sat down beside the bed, holding her jade-like hand, and called softly, "Jia Jia, Jia Jia."
Just like a few years ago, no matter how he called her, he got no response.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the people who followed him in, and asked harshly, "How did you protect her, and why did you let that warlock turn her into this state?"
The people in the room showed no reaction to his glare.
Bai Huahua's body trembled when he yelled at her, and she immediately retorted, "Why are you so fierce? Yaoyao is acting like this because she overused her brain..."
Bai Huahua pointed at his hand holding Yao Jia's and warned him, "Let go of my hand. You don't know how to pick it up. You're already engaged to Princess An He, and you still dare to be unclear with my Yao Yao..."
Le Wuyou's body stiffened, and a sour feeling welled up in his chest, as if something had suddenly pierced his heart. He loosened his grip on Yao Jia's hand.
The Yao Jia in front of him had lost her former liveliness and wit, leaving only a shell, sitting there silently, as if someone had deprived her of her soul.
Le Wuyou's eyes were full of guilt and regret.
After Yao Jia left yesterday, An He told him about Jiang Sirong.
Yao Jia is like this, I'm afraid she is thinking about how to deal with it, which is why she has exhausted herself to this extent.
The promise made in Merlin is still ringing in my ears.
"It's all my fault..." Le Wuyou's voice choked with sobs. He was a sinner. If it wasn't for the need to fulfill his promise to him quickly, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
"Let me stay and take care of her." Le Wuyou suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with determination. He looked at everyone, his voice low but unusually firm, "I have experience. When I was in the Marquis' Mansion, I..."
"No need!" Gu Xiyan immediately refused and looked at Le Wuyou with complicated eyes.
"Who are you to her? Why should you stay? She has so many husbands. She doesn't need you to be so attentive to her."
Nangong Xiu Lan also glanced at Le Wuyou coldly. Since last night, a question has been lingering in his mind.
Yaoyao has always been vindictive. Even though she knew that she was imprisoned by the Le family for three months, she not only did not cause trouble in the Yongle Marquis Mansion after she came back, but she also held a palace banquet on the Lantern Festival the following year to dispel His Majesty's fear of the Le family's navy.
Le Wuyou even disregarded the royal family's face and wanted to stay today.
He took a deep breath and decided to temporarily suppress his doubts. He stood up, walked to Le Wuyou, and said in a steady voice: "Prince Le, we will naturally do our best to take care of Yaoyao's condition, but your engagement with Princess Anhe is no joke. It is not appropriate for you to stay here."
"Let him stay!" A deep voice came from outside the house.
Everyone was startled and turned to look at the door.
Lin Congmo's eyes swept through the crowd, and finally landed on Le Wuyou, and he said in a deep voice: "Prince Le, I have heard a little about your relationship with my Yaoyao. She is unconscious at the moment, and having one more person to take care of her means more hope. Besides, my Nangong Mansion is not afraid of criticism from the outside world."
For Yaoyao, the imperial power means nothing. If Xiao Wangxuan wants to make a fuss, he can just bring out the red seal and iron certificate. At worst, he will not let Yaoyao become the leader of the Tianxing Pavilion to save her the trouble!
Nangong Xiu Lan frowned and was about to open his mouth to refute, but was stopped by Lin Congmo's eyes.
Le Wuyou was overjoyed. He stood up and bowed deeply to Lin Congmo, "Thank you, uncle. I will do my best to take care of Jiajia until she wakes up."
Lin Congmo nodded slightly and turned to everyone, "From today on, Prince Le will take care of Yaoyao together with you, and no one is allowed to refute."
Although everyone had their own ideas, seeing that Lin Congmo had made up his mind, they had no choice but to nod in agreement.
So there was one more person in Yaojia's bedroom that night.
Time flies and it is already New Year's Eve.
Counting the time, Yao Jia has been unconscious for nearly half a month.
During the past half month, everyone took turns talking to Yao Jia every day, trying to awaken her consciousness, but Yao Jia was still sleeping soundly, as if she was trapped in an endless dream.
On the night of New Year's Eve, the Nangong Mansion was decorated with lights and was filled with joy, but there was silence in Ruyi Tower. Everyone sat around Yao Jia's bed, their eyes full of worry and expectation.
Suddenly, Yao Jia's fingers moved slightly. Although the movement was small, it was enough to make everyone excited.
"Yaoyao moved!" Lang Yue exclaimed, tears glistening in his eyes.
Everyone gathered around and stared at Yao Jia nervously, waiting for her to wake up.
However, Yao Jia just moved his fingers and fell silent again.
Huaichuan held her hand tightly and said in a choked voice: "Master, you must wake up soon, we are all waiting for you."
Lin Congmo stood aside, looking at Yaojia with complicated eyes, sighed deeply, turned back and said to Xuanying: "You make arrangements, tomorrow morning, we will take Yaoyao to the Gathering Spirit Platform."
It seems that he has to use the secret technique of the Nangong family. Even if he has to sacrifice his old bones, he has to awaken the last trace of Nangong family's bloodline.
Xuanying looked at him deeply, finally nodded in agreement, and turned around to make arrangements.
Nangong Xiulan looked at Le Wuyou, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and said: "Master Le, thank you for taking care of Yaoyao in the past half month. The Gathering Spirit Platform is the sacred place of the Nangong family, you..."
Le Wuyou immediately understood what he meant, stood up, and said anxiously: "Great Sima Ming, I understand what you mean. But please allow me to go with you, and I promise not to cause any trouble to the Nangong family."
Yao Jia's condition this time was obviously much more serious than when she was in Yongle Marquis' Mansion. He would not be able to sleep or eat well if he could not stay by her side.
Nangong Xiu Lan met the undisguised anxiety in his eyes and felt uncomfortable.
Afraid that Yaoyao's fate could not be completely repaired, he specially recalculated it and discovered that she and Le Wuyou... also had an inseparable and complicated relationship.
This made him feel mixed emotions.
Looking at Yao Jia lying on the bed, his eyes were full of resentment, but also helplessness.
It was all his fault. If he hadn't chilled Yaoyao's heart, Yaoyao wouldn't have returned to Jiangnan in anger, let alone...
There is no regret medicine in the world after all. Fate is something that cannot be avoided...
There was a moment of silence, and finally he nodded.
Yao Jia was lying on the bed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was showing signs of waking up.
But everyone was preoccupied with their own thoughts and did not notice this subtle change.
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