After the tearful reunion in the bamboo forest, Leng Changxi led the three of them into the house.
As soon as she entered the house, Mrs. Leng took a general look at the bamboo house, frowned and said, "Xiao Bao'er, why is this house so small? Why don't you let Yuan'er change it to a bigger one for you?"
When Leng Changxi heard this, she laughed dryly and said, "I live alone. It's nice and peaceful."
Mrs. Leng glared at her with disapproval, thinking that in the Leng family, Leng Changxi had the entire yard to herself. Compared to this bamboo house, it was not a bit bigger. She immediately felt that her daughter had been wronged.
"Mom, I insisted on choosing this place. It is quiet here and away from trouble. Besides, the emperor cannot know my current whereabouts, so it is good to be here." Leng Changxi was transparent and had already seen clearly.
Mrs. Leng's eyes felt distressed, and she immediately comforted her.
After hearing what she said, Mrs. Leng said nothing. She just looked around the small bamboo house carefully again. Upon closer inspection, she realized that although the sparrow was small, it had all the internal organs and the decoration was very exquisite.
So, she finally nodded with satisfaction and said without thinking: "The arrangement is quite good. It shows that Yuan'er is really thoughtful."
When Leng Changxi heard this, her eyes suddenly darkened a bit. Leng Zhanchen hurriedly changed his words: "Mom, how long can you stay in Beijing this time?"
"It's only three to five days at most. If Yuan'er hadn't asked someone to tell me that you were in the palace, your father would have come by himself." Mrs. Leng said and started to feel sentimental again: "I really miss Xiaobao.
Damn it. You girl, you become wild as soon as you go out, and you don’t even know how to send a letter home!"
Mrs. Leng complained while wiping her tears.
Leng Changxi sighed softly, hugged Mrs. Leng into her arms, and whispered comforting: "Mom, am I not doing well?"
"Even if you are fine, you should still send a letter home!" Mrs. Leng gently patted Leng Changxi's shoulder: "How do I know you are fine if you don't even send a letter? Don't you even know that you are fine?
I wonder if my mother is worried to death?"
Leng Changxi smiled silently and for a long time, then said with a hint of helplessness: "Mom, how do you want me to deliver this letter? Say that I was abandoned by Zhao Yuan? Say that my child is gone? Or say that I will never have one in the future?
Are you pregnant with a child?"
Leng Changxi didn't intend to say these words, but for some reason, when she saw the Leng family, the faint resentment and grievances suddenly came out, causing her to say them all without any hesitation.
Suddenly, the room fell silent, and even Mrs. Leng's sobbing stopped.
After a long time, Master Leng was the first to react and said in a trembling voice: "Child, what did you say?"
"Dad, based on the Leng family's methods, I believe you don't know these things." Leng Changxi looked at Master Leng's shocked face and suddenly felt a little false.
When Master Leng and Mrs. Leng heard this, they took a deep breath and felt a slight pain in their hearts. They both looked at Leng Zhanchen.
"Little Bao'er..." Leng Zhanchen glanced at Leng Changxi guiltily, and slowly began to persuade: "Don't blame your father and mother. I hid all the news about you."
I see……
When Leng Changxi heard this, she suddenly felt better. It turned out that she still cared about him.
"Child, mother's child, what's going on? Why, why don't we go out, what..." Mrs. Leng had no time to pay attention to Leng Zhanchen's deliberate concealment at this moment, grabbed Leng Changxi's hand, and asked indifferently.
Not wanting to worry the two elders, Leng Changxi briefly told the whole story, concealing the fact that she was framed and the fact that she was being hunted.
But these were enough to make Mrs. Leng sigh. She wiped away her tears and took Leng Changxi to look at her carefully. She felt extremely guilty in her heart. As a mother, she failed to reach out and protect her child when he was most vulnerable.
Holding her in his arms, this pain went straight to the bottom of her heart.
"Girl, what are you going to do now?" After listening to Leng Changxi's words, Mr. Leng seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.
Leng Changxi looked into her parents' remorseful eyes and shook her head gently: "Wait for Shaoxuan, I believe he will definitely come."
When Master Leng heard this, he frowned slightly, his thin lips quivering slightly for a long time, and then he asked tentatively: "Girl, the possibility of Shaoxuan surviving after falling into the cliff is too low. I
Look, Yuan'er is sincere to you, and he doesn't mind if you can't have another child. If not, just promise him."
Master Leng's words were like a basin of ice water pouring from Leng Changxi's head, freezing into her bones.
She lowered her eyebrows and remained silent for a long time, then sneered and said in a very cold voice: "Dad, I was born as Shaoxuan's son, and I die as Shaoxuan's ghost! If it is true that he can't come to me, then...
I will go find him!"
Mrs. Leng understood this and was immediately shocked. She hurriedly cried and persuaded: "My child, don't be stupid! If you have any shortcomings, what will your mother do? Men, those who achieve great things will inevitably make some sacrifices, which is rare.
Yuan'er has a deep love for you. Although he can't marry you, as long as he can take care of you for the rest of his life, it will be a kind of happiness! What does a woman want most? Isn't it a stable home and someone who loves you?
Husband?"
Hearing Mrs. Leng say the same thing, Leng Changxi's heart was completely dead. She originally had a trace of expectations, but now they all disappeared.
She slowly pushed away Mrs. Leng's hand and asked calmly: "Mom, if dad marries a concubine, he will tell you later that the person he loves the most is you. What would you do?"
With just one sentence, Mrs. Leng was left speechless. After a while, she slowly and forcefully said, "Your father is different from Yuan'er."
"Mom, what's the difference? Aren't they all men?" Leng Changxi sneered: "Actually, you can't accept it, right? Because this is not happiness, but a kind of pain."
"Little Bao'er..." Mrs. Leng looked at her woman's desperate and cold face, and she became increasingly panicked: "Mom, no matter what you do, I just want you to be well. If you are not willing to marry Yuan
Son, then come back, go home! Our Leng family can afford to support you!"
There was a humble plea in Madam Leng's tone. She was just a daughter who had grown up with pain in her hands. Now looking at her like that, Madam Leng only felt desperate.
However, Leng Changxi did not reject her words, nor did she agree. She just smiled indifferently and said: "Mom, from now on, you have to take good care of yourself and your father. You must be happy every day. Go back and tell Mother Wu
, I miss her, Lingshan and Lingfeng, I will take good care of her and reassure her. Also, tell Wu’s mother that Lingfeng has found the girl he likes, and she is a beautiful and smart child. Reassure her! As for
Lingshan, I will find a good home for her."
Leng Changxi's instructions were like her last words, making Master Leng and Mrs. Leng tremble with fear.
But no matter how they tried to persuade her, Leng Changxi didn't intend to leave with them: "It's not that I won't leave, it's that Zhao Yuan won't let me leave. It doesn't matter if I don't leave, I still have things to finish."
Until Zhao Yuan came to urge them, they could not persuade Leng Changxi. In the end, Mrs. Leng had to bid her farewell with tears. As she walked, Mrs. Leng looked back and looked at Leng Changxi's indifferent shadow in the sun. She always felt that after leaving,
, she will never see her daughter again in this life.