"I don't think it's appropriate to raise her. Isn't she going to never marry again? Isn't this going to harm her for the rest of her life?" As a member of the royal family, Yu Wenhao felt sorry for Princess Jinghe, especially Cui now.
The family is for his use, and he hopes from the bottom of his heart that Princess Jinghe can live a normal life instead of wasting his life like this.
Yuan Qingling thought for a moment and said, "I'm not actually worried about this. I'm just worried about whether it's torture for her to face the daughter of her old friend every day."
"It's reasonable for you to worry," Yu Wenhao looked at her and said softly: "Besides, I really hope that she can remarry and have someone to love her. Like you and me, although Chong'er is pitiful, there is always a way out.
I had a chat with Mr. Cui a few days ago, and Mr. Cui said that the old lady in the mansion fell ill because of her and was very worried. If she is not happy one day, the sins of the third child cannot be eliminated. "
"Whether you are happy or not is a matter of opinion. Finding a man to marry may not necessarily mean you are happy. What she needs now is inner peace." Yuan Qing Ling said.
Yu Wenhao said: "I don't think so, women always have to get married."
Yuan Qingling looked at him, "Aren't you being arrogant? Why are you so chauvinistic? Why do you have to get married?"
Yu Wenhao hugged her into his arms, "I'm not trying to argue, nor am I saying that I have to get married, but I feel that after living for so long, the happiest days are those with you by my side."
"Really?" Yuan Qingling looked up at him, her eyes a little touched.
Yu Wenhao pressed his lips directly onto hers, and then looked at her blushing face and said, "How lucky I am to have you!"
From the second trimester of pregnancy to now, the two of them rarely spend time together, and the time when they are intimate is even pitiful. Now that they embrace each other, they feel that the joy of not seeing each other is better than the joy of newlyweds.
Although, they never said goodbye.
Yuan Qingling found a comfortable position in his arms, and just let him hold her, rubbing her ears and temples together, which was full of warmth.
"I know, do you think Princess Jinghe will kill her?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Yu Wenhao was enjoying himself while holding her in his arms. When he heard her asking these embarrassing words, he couldn't help but said: "She deserves to die, but I seem to have heard that you want to rescue her and send her back to southern Xinjiang."
"Sending a corpse is also a gift." Yuan Qingling said calmly, "I will not break my promise."
What promise did she make to her old friend? What about benevolence, justice and morality? She was afraid of insulting the words benevolence, justice and morality.
Yu Wenhao held her shoulders and looked at her, "You have changed, Lao Yuan."
"It hasn't changed." Yuan Qingling said.
"You used to be very persistent when it came to human life."
Yuan Qingling was stunned for a moment, "Really? I'm just very insistent on my patients. Human life... is of course very important. Nothing is more important than human life. But I know I can't forgive her. I won't kill her, but Jinghe
If the princess kills her, I can't save her. If I save her, that would be disregarding human life, disregarding the lives of Gu Jing, the princess and her children."
Yu Wenhao nodded, "Well, I asked Xiao Hongchen to investigate the origin of my old friend. She is the daughter of a black witch in southern Xinjiang. I don't know what reason she was caught by the fourth child, and I don't know why she fled southern Xinjiang. I just
When she found out her sister was dead, she left."
"What is a black witch?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Yu Wenhao explained: "A kind of spiritual leader or something. This question may be clear to Man'er. Xiao Hongchen only has some superficial understanding, but she still doesn't know what the black witch means to Southern Xinjiang."