Yan Ning lay on the bed.

The beautiful silk tent and flowers in the midsummer are obviously the best time, and the sunshine outside is warm, but it seems to have a transparent barrier, blocking all the enthusiasm outside.

The room was as cold as ice.

Yan Ning was trembling coldly, but she didn't care. She lay straight on the bed and looked at the curtain of the freshly colored pomegranate flowers on her head.

Her eyes were blank and she didn't look at the handsome and noble young man standing beside her.

Fu Dong's cry came from his ears, and a cold tears slid down the corners of Yan Ning's eyes into the pillow.

"Chen Yanqing, when will you divorce your wife?" Her voice was hoarse but calm, and she seemed to be indifferent to the word "dismissed".

Standing beside the bed was a handsome and elegant young man from a noble family. He was elegant and elegant. At this moment, he was wearing a brocade dress and accompanied by a jade pendant, which made people feel a bit noble for no reason. He was holding a celadon stew pot in his hand. The green color was matched with his slender fingertips, which looked so beautiful that Yan Ning once loved it.

But now she had no strength and did not look at the young man. She just looked at her bed curtain calmly. Her voice was cold, but in fact she was just a petite girl of old, slender and thin, and her wrist exposed outside the quilt was so thin that she was very thin, with a pale pale without blood.

However, even though she became so sick, her eyebrows were still as bright as the lotus after the rain. Her beautiful face and weak and petite look were so weak that she could not help but feel a little pity for a glance.

Chen Yanqing looked at Yan Ning quietly, who was ashamed, and after a long time, he slowly leaned over, and his slender hands gently brushed across Yan Ning's cheek.

The once tender and soft cheeks are cold and pale at this moment.

"Yan Ning, don't think about it. Since you and I are husband and wife, we will live our lives." Seeing the wife on the bed chuckling, he silenced and stirred the stew pot in his hand for a while before saying gentlely, "You should believe me."

Believe in him?

Yan Ning was stunned. When she thought of that year when he came to the Duke's Mansion to marry him, she was so happy and believed in him like that.

But so what?

After three years of marriage, he favored so many concubines, asking those concubines to laugh and cheer in front of him, show off their love, and despise her failure, but he did not move a single finger of her.

He tortured her with neglect, humiliated her with the trampling of his concubines, and used all his methods to make her feel sad now.

He now said he would live with her for the rest of his life.

How terrible.

"The eldest cousin is dead, and the revenge of the ninth prince's concubine has been avenged. You should be satisfied. Chen Yanqing..." Yan Ning is a crying girl, but now she has no strength to cry. She just turned her head slightly numbly and avoided his fingers and said softly, "She wants the eldest cousin to die, and she wants you to kill me, and she will be happy to see my pain. You have fulfilled her. Now I have no value in use, you might as well give up and ask me to go home." Her voice was soft. Even if she is calm, she still has a little trembling and softness. Chen Yanqing just became silent. After a long time, she looked at her and said, "Don't think too much. Yan Ning, let's live a good life in the future."

Yan Ning smiled.

Her eldest cousin died, at their hands.

The person who always protects her and loves her the most died in the hands of these beasts. Chen Yanqing is still hypocritical about living with her.

How can you live a good life? Humiliate her, trample on her, make people look down on her, and tell her to stay in this small courtyard forever and endure Chen Yanqing's temper?

"You can't bear it for three days without eating or drinking." Seeing Yan Ning close his eyes and ignore him, Chen Yanqing leaned over slightly, put the stew pot in front of Yan Ning, and whispered, "This is your favorite bird's nest. Yan Ning, you keep your body well and let us talk about it later. Even if you..."

He was silent for a long time, and a faint obscure flashed across his handsome face. He looked at Yan Ning and said in a gentle voice, "You want to restrain your cousin's tenth prince's concubine, and I will accompany you." His voice was gentle and affectionate, as moving as the spring breeze. Yan Ning suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him with a gleam.

"Really?"

"Really." Chen Yanqing showed a gentle smile on her face, helped Yan Ning up and fed her the bird's nest in her hand.

Yan Ning paused, stared at the bird's nest in front of him and the gentle smile that was close to him, and only felt ridiculous.

Back then, he used this smile to make her fall in love with her at first sight.

He also used this smile to make her think that he loved her deeply, and even though she knew that Duanyang Bo Mansion was a dragon and tiger den, she still married him desperately.

Does he know she likes to eat bird's nest?

She doesn't like eating bird's nest.

It was just the first time he met her that year. She was pouting and eating her eldest cousin forced her to put her bird's nest, and complaining to her cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin with a cute and embarrassed personality. She was just a careless and weak person. He just asked casually, just like those romantic young men who smiled and smiled, and never mentioned this matter again.

She wanted to explain, but was so timid that she didn't know how to speak.

At that time, Chen Yanqing was just a stranger to her, and it was understandable that she liked.

But after they got married for three years, he still didn't know that she didn't like bird's nest.

Such a person told her that she should live a good life in the future.

Two crystal tears fell from Yan Ning's eyes, and his pale face was like a broken flower. He ate the small handful of bird's nest, looked up at Chen Yanqing expectantly and asked, "I have eaten bird's nest. When will you send me home?"

This Duanyang Bo Mansion is not her home, her home... may be gone now, my cousin, my aunt... But no matter how she declines, it is the place where she grew up. Her tears were crystal clear. Chen Yanqing looked at her and said after a long time, "Wait until you are in better health."

He was about to speak, but he heard the voice of a servant coming from outside the room, "Criminal, there is a ninth prince's mansion..." Before the servant could finish speaking, Chen Yanqing lowered his eyes and placed Yan Ning on the bed, watching her show a sarcastic smile to him, and covered her tears with her slender hands, "Yan Ning, don't think too much. I'll go and come back."

"Okay." Yan Ning said obediently without making a noise.

She was so docile that it was the first time since her newlywed that she had not shown any sadness to him at the ninth prince's mansion.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he touched Yan Ning's hair as before.

"Yan Ning, Aning, you have to be good." His voice was a little soft, and Yan Ning agreed gently and closed her eyes. Seeing that she seemed to be falling asleep, Chen Yanqing let out a sigh of relief, looked at the big maid who was crying quietly beside her, and then turned around and left after a while. When his figure disappeared into the room, Yan Ning suddenly stood up and struggled to get off the bed.

"Girl." Fu Dong cried and stepped forward to support her.

"Let's go home quickly." Yan Ning felt very powerless, but his eyes were so lit up. Under Fu Dong's service, he changed into an old dress that looked like a maid and asked Fu Dong to support him and walk out the house.

The room was quiet outside, and this yard was a place where even the servants didn't want to serve. But Yan Ning felt for the first time that there were no servants here to serve. She hurriedly left the yard with Fu Dong until she arrived at the second gate. She watched Fu Dong stuff a big eight-treasure red gold bracelet to the smiling mother-in-law, and walked towards the second gate with her.

"What sound?" She was extremely weak. Suddenly, she heard a sound of celebrating as if there was a place, and she couldn't help but murmur.

Although the old woman in the second family didn't know why the prince's wife was going out, the big red gold bracelet made her smile and narrow her eyes. She didn't care about any doubts. She followed Yan Ning with a little more attentiveness and said, "I heard that the King of Chu passed by the mansion. Our eldest princess called to open the middle gate. At this time, we should welcome the King of Chu in front of us." The King of Chu was His Majesty's uncle, and naturally he was Mrs. Duanyang Bo and Princess Changping's uncle. If you have such a rare visit, Princess Changping naturally had to greet him respectfully. Yan Ning was stunned.

She vaguely remembered that her eldest cousin said that the King of Chu was solemn and upright, and was a rare selfless person in the royal family.

She smiled.

Chen Yanqing's mother is Princess Changping, and the emperor is his uncle.

Thinking about it now, she was a fatherless orphan who lived in the Duke's Mansion, but she wanted to marry the emperor's nephew and the eldest princess's only son. No wonder she laughed at for overestimating her ability and being rejected by the eldest princess.

The woman looked at her face with a tragic look, and then turned around and left after a few words. Just as Yan Ning felt that her delusion was so ridiculous, she felt that the pain between her lungs was extremely painful, as if all the internal organs were smashed at that moment, causing her to vomit a mouthful of blood.

"Girl!" Fu Dong screamed in panic.

Yan Ning's legs fell into her arms, staring at the blood in her hands in a daze, as if she understood something.

A faint sadness flashed in front of her eyes.

"Fu Dong, we can't go back to our home." She couldn't go back to the Duke's Mansion and couldn't meet her cousin for the last time. But at this moment, perhaps the courage to burn the boat in the end, made Yan Ning's thoughts look particularly clear.

She gasped quickly, her throat and mouth were full of burning blood. She almost suffocated and spit out another mouthful of blood, but tried to lower her voice and said, "Go to the front yard." Her voice was weak, and Fu Dong's cry became louder and louder, but she tried to support her rushing towards the front yard. When she saw the countless prosperity in the front yard, Yan Ning suddenly pushed Fu Dong away beside her and staggered to the middle gate.

A horse stood in the middle gate, and a tall man with Yan Ning's eyes blurred and unable to see clearly got off the horse, looking very proudly.

She couldn't see him clearly, but her majestic aura made Yan Ning hit him hard under the scolding of Princess Changping behind her.

Her arms caught her, and her slender fingers clenched her last straw with force.

Anyway... there is nothing to lose.

Her eyes raised her head silently, unable to see clearly the person who caught her, and her small face leaned weakly against his arm.

This is a hard and powerful arm, which makes her feel extremely safe and firm.

She gasped, smiled, struggled to put her blood-stained lips along the man's shoulders to his ears, and murmured, "Your Highness, the King of Chu, my eldest brother-in-law... The Tenth Prince and the Tenth Prince's Consort were wronged. They did not conspire to murder the prince. The Ninth Prince... Raising tenth private soldiers in Xicheng Town, 500 miles south of the city, he is the traitor who covets the throne." Her hand trembled into her arms, handed a letter to the silent man, and said with a smile, "The Ninth Prince's concubine Chu had an affair with Shen Yanqing, the son of Princess Changping. Shen Yanqing poisoned her first wife. This was the personal love letter Chu gave to Shen Yanqing... The Ninth Prince was cuckolded..."

The ninth prince and Chu killed her eldest cousin and brother-in-law... Now, she asked them to accompany them too.

Is it uncomfortable to make the city full of wind and rain with a cuckold?

"I know." A serious but calm voice came. Yan Ning smiled, losing his consciousness, but tried to lift his fingers and point in the only direction to cry for himself.

"Fu Dong... asked her to go home. She couldn't stay here." Shen Yanqing would not let her maid go. She just wanted to protect the only person who was by her side in the end.

She was timid and weak all her life.

Now... I've been dead and I've been cushioned.
Chapter completed!