Chapter 230: The Prince and Concubine Are in Collusion
"Stop!" Qing Ning suddenly shouted
"what you do?"
"I went to Yuedeng Lake alone to find her. Now go back to Situ Mansion and tell your uncle about this matter. I want to know whether this matter has anything to do with him." After Qing Ning finished speaking, she stared at him for a while, "You
Will you still help me now?"
He smiled in a worldly way, "Don't worry, if my father really did this, I will definitely help you because I know that if you can't save your father because of this, you will not care about what I did even if we die.
It’s not you, it’s me”
Seeing his pretended selfishness, Qing Ning suddenly felt that she owed him so much. His love, let alone remembering it, even believed that she had never had him but he kept helping her and finally asked her to
I believe that everything he did had nothing to do with her, it was just mutual use
Did he do it properly, or has she gradually turned into a person like Situ Chengfa who believes that only mutual use is the best credit?
He has already got off the car and left
When they arrived at Yuedeng Lake, Qing Ning found the "Qing Ning" without too much trouble.
She just sat on a stool by the lake, holding the pipa in her hand. Her hoarse voice made every word look even more sad. There were many people around her, and many women kept touching her words and music.
tears
"Qing Ning" openly exposed the scars on her face. These women who pitied her would not let their husband stay far away because of her appearance. There were also women who pulled their men towards her.
Come this way
Probably because the songs she composed were so catchy, the group of children sitting around her feet were already humming along. As for the men in the outer circle, they all looked dignified.
They stood far away because they wanted to hear what she sang but were afraid of causing trouble.
Qing Ning took some broken silver and walked to a beggar, said a few words and then left.
She poured herself tea in "Qing Ning's" room. There was an unfinished painting on the table. Qing Ning looked at it and picked up the pen to continue for her.
She came back after about a cup of tea
"Why didn't the Ninth Princess go to the lake to listen to music?" she asked with a smile as if she knew her well.
"I wonder why the girl did this? Is there something unspeakable?" Qing Ning put down her brush and asked with a smile.