Chu Yi was slightly shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly spoke to comfort him: "Has King Tuoyin been injured?"
"That's not true. There is a madwoman inside who keeps asking about Gu Cuicheng." King Tuoyin originally wanted to say it was Jiang Zicheng, but he felt that this matter was a bit embarrassing, so he used Princess Qionghua to say it.
That name.
When Chu Yi heard Cui Cheng's name, he was immediately shocked. In addition, King Tuoyin said that he met a female madman, so he vaguely guessed that the person in the inn was probably Princess Qionghua.
He did not want to expose the identity of Princess Qionghua, and said very calmly: "King Tuoyin is tired and frightened after thinking about it today. Just leave the affairs in the inn to me. King Tuoyin will go back to the inn first."
Just rest, I will send someone to tell King Tuoyin after this matter is settled."
King Tuoyin had a hangover last night and was not feeling well. He didn't think much about it. Instead, he felt that Chu Yi was a considerate person, so he nodded lightly.
Chu Yi pulled out a team of Jingji guards to send King Tuoyin back to the inn, but he himself went to the inn pointed out by King Tuoyin. When he came, the shopkeeper did not dare to stop him, so he entered the backyard smoothly.
As soon as he entered, he heard Princess Qionghua crying.
Chu Yi sighed softly, then walked up to the second floor and went to Princess Qionghua's room. When the guard saw that it was him, he stepped aside.
When he came, Princess Qionghua was already crying and gasping for breath. He called softly: "Auntie."
He cried even harder when he saw Princess Qionghua. He couldn't see the woman crying. He didn't know what to do or how to persuade her.
It was Princess Qionghua who stopped crying, looked at Chu Yi and said: "Ayi, he is not dead. He followed Ling Ruan to Tuoyin and hid it from me for sixteen years! From when I was fifteen to thirty-one
age!"
When Chu Yi saw her face that had changed color from crying, he didn't know how to comfort her for a moment. He only said softly: "It's all over."
"Yes, everything is over!" Princess Qionghua sobbed and said: "But do you know? If he is not dead, he is not dead. He can just stay with Ling Ruan, but he still wants to give him a gift before he dies.
I am a portrait of him, how much does he have to hate me to torture me in this way?"
Chu Yi knew Princess Qionghua's feelings for Cui Cheng, and didn't know how to answer the question at the moment. He didn't know how painful she had been in these years, and it wasn't that he didn't know how fragile her mind was. Those so-called
In the final analysis, his beauty and strength are just appearances.
He sighed softly and said, "I guess my uncle has never loved my aunt!"
"Yes!" Princess Qionghua cried and laughed at the same time: "I have always been the only one who loved him, and he never had me in his heart. My methods when I was young were really too much, and that made him do that.
Go hate me!"
Chu Yi sighed softly. He didn't dare to say that he understood love, but he knew the pain of unrequited love. His eyes suddenly became darker.
Princess Qionghua took another breath and said, "Did you know? When I was with him, he was not even willing to give me a child, but he and Ling Ruan gave birth to Nangong Wushuang!"
She felt helpless and extremely depressed.
Chu Yi's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said in shock: "Aunt, what did you say? Wushuang is my uncle's daughter?"