Looking at the pile of stuff on the ground, Tang Youyou felt rather uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, she glanced at the young man who was about to leave and asked, "Let me ask you. Did he send you here?"
The young man stopped in his tracks, then nodded and silently looked at Tang Youyou.
"Did he have any message for me?"
The young man shook his head. "No."
Sure enough. She knew that so - called "father" only regarded her as a plaything.
Such a "father" was not worth having.
Suddenly, she said again, "In that case, you don't need to bring these things anymore. If he really cared, he would have something to say, instead of sending these inexplicable and useless things."
After saying that, Tang Youyou went back into the room. She lay on the couch alone, staring blankly at the ceiling without saying a word.
The people outside had already been sent away by Qingyu and Yiran.
Kang Fuhai looked at the quiet Tang Youyou in the room. He was a bit worried and said, "How are you two serving Her Majesty the Empress Dowager? She is in a weak state now. How could you let her get angry at this time?"
Hearing this, Yiran lowered her head. Although she didn't know why Tang Youyou had become like this, she was still worried.
Qingyu immediately explained, "It's all because of the Empress Dowager's cheap father. He doesn't say a word, just sends these useless things through others without showing any care. No wonder the Empress Dowager is upset."
However, although they said so, these things were beyond their control.
Rong Xun in the distance had already heard their conversation.
Expressionless and without asking a single question, he walked step by step towards Tang Youyou's room.
Looking at Tang Youyou in the room, Rong Xun gently pushed open the door. The neatly arranged things inside were now in a complete mess.
Tang Youyou was quietly lying on the bed. Even when she heard the movement from Rong Xun's side, she didn't move at all.
Seeing this, Rong Xun slowly came to her side, wrapped her in his arms, and comforted her, "Why is my little You'er unhappy? Who made you like this? Tell me, and I'll avenge you, okay?"
Hearing this, Tang Youyou immediately sat up. She glanced at Rong Xun and said crossly, "Look at you. You're still so frivolous. I don't know when you'll really be able to protect me."
Hearing this, Rong Xun shook his head faintly and then said, "My lady is wrong. I've always been on your side. If you have something on your mind, just say it. Keeping it inside will make you depressed."
Tang Youyou let out a long sigh. There was so much she wanted to say, but she didn't know where to start or how to recall.
"Tell me, does a person who has no emotional bond with me still need to appear in my world?"
"Moreover, I've already met this person. Isn't his appearance a mistake?"
Hearing this, Rong Xun gently took Tang Youyou's little hand and patiently explained, "Everything in the world has its reason for existence, and so do the people we meet. Every encounter must be to teach you something, rather than making you think that you're wrong or he's wrong."
Hearing Rong Xun's words, Tang Youyou fell silent again.
"So, you also think I should accept it, right?"
Hearing this, Rong Xun shook his head. "I don't know what else has happened to you. I only know that you're not happy now. So, you don't need to do things that make you unhappy. That's enough."
Thinking of this, Tang Youyou finally compromised. She waved her hand. "Alright, alright. I've understood a lot. You don't need to worry. Let them keep those things. I don't need them."
At this moment, Rong Xun reached into his sleeve again and took out a bamboo slip.
This was... the one given by the workshop master.
"Where did you go again?"
Rong Xun shook his head. "No. A friend asked me to give this to you. You may find it useful."
Hearing this, Tang Youyou opened it dubiously and saw dense handwriting inside. This was... a petition signed by ten thousand people!
A memorial carrying the promises of tens of thousands of people!
The common people in the city actually had such a way!
"Rong Xun, from whom did you get this?"
Hearing this, Rong Xun shook his head. "We don't know this person."
"So, what are you going to do next, my lady?"
Tang Youyou shook her head. "All we can do now is wait."
Wait... for the person in the palace to show his flaws. When he did, it would be the time for her to go back. Now, she must be patient.
At this time, whoever got impulsive first would die!
Thinking of this, Tang Youyou looked at Rong Xun beside her. "Rong Xun, who else knows about this?"
"No one knows. My old friend retrieved this from the Hu people. If my lady wants to make use of it, I can help you."
Hearing this, Tang Youyou couldn't believe the man in front of her. After his last incident, her view of Rong Xun's way of handling things had completely changed.
This man was no good. If he went to extremes, he would be no different from a Shura from hell.
Such a man couldn't be trusted.
"Save your energy. It would be better for you to get me something to eat than to do these things."
By now, Tang Youyou had completely figured things out.
She got off the couch, looked at the night outside the window, and heard the chirping of magpies one after another.
Without a doubt, the dog - emperor would not be able to hold on and would send someone over tomorrow.
She was quite curious to see how that arrogant man would beg her.
Just one night later, in front of the Beishan Temple the next day, it was once again filled with the voices of people.
The noisy voices outside failed to wake up the still - sleeping Tang Youyou inside. In the courtyard, Qingyu paced back and forth, looking undecidedly at Kang Fuhai on the other side, who was equally helpless.
"Eunuch Kang, how do you think we should handle this? Her Majesty the Empress Dowager doesn't seem to want to show up. We don't know if she's really asleep or just pretending."
Hearing this, Kang Fuhai just waved his walking stick and shook his head helplessly.