"Yeah." Ling Zhongqing nodded to show that he was doing well.
"Dad had an old illness a few days ago. Although he is just recovering now, he should pay attention to getting more rest."
Ling Xitai's greetings made Ling Zhongqing feel comfortable.
Yes, all he needs is a son, Ling Xitai, to inherit the mantle.
During this investigation of the canal, King Xuan and the others did not link the salt case with him. Although the 250 million taels of silver he had previously raised for the prince were wasted, the money could soon be re-invested.
Make money.
As long as the prince is happy, he can take the opportunity to get close. Although Ling Qingyun has been destroyed, he still has Ling Qingwei and Ling Qinglei. Even if he cannot become a side concubine in the future, it would be better to be a concubine.
If their stomachs are up to par, it will be no problem for the prince to become a concubine one day when he ascends the throne. At that time, he will still be a relative of the emperor.
As soon as Ling Zhongqing and Ling Xitai said a few words, Aunt Han, Ling Qingyun, and Ling Qingwei arrived.
Seeing that Aunt Han's face was not very good, and the two daughters covered their faces with scarves, Ling Zhongqing frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"
"Who knows what's going on with these two. I've been saying that my skin is a little itchy in the past few days, but I haven't seen anything wrong. Today, I'm going to send King Xuan off, but my skin has started to rash."
As soon as Aunt Han finished speaking, Ling Qingwei burst into tears. In her heart, she still loved King Xuan. Now that Ling Qingyue was dead, she would definitely be able to win back King Xuan's heart.
But today was the last time I went to see King Xuan in Jizhou, but I had a rash on my face.
"Dad, what should I do? King Xuan will definitely not want me anymore when he sees me like this."
"I advise you not to put too much thought on King Xuan. Of course we want to win over King Xuan, but the first person we need to win over is the prince.
Now that your sister is no longer destined to be the crown prince's concubine, dad will find a way to make you become the crown prince's concubine, or at the very least, he will make you his concubine. You will have a bright future in the future, so don't be sad because of this little thing."
When Aunt Han heard this, her eyes lit up and she said: "Weier, did you hear that? Thank you daddy quickly! What's wrong with King Xuan? Isn't it just that he looks better? What's the use? Men, you still have to rely on your strength to speak.
Yes! If you can really get along with the prince, you must not forget your sister!"
"Weier, thank you, daddy." Ling Qingwei thanked Ling Zhongqing meekly. Although the title of crown prince's side concubine or concubine was very tempting, she always only had King Xuan in her heart.
It would be great if King Xuan could become the prince...
Looking at my sister in a daze, I didn't need to guess what she was thinking.
Ling Qingyun ate breakfast in silence, feeling infinite grievance and hatred in her heart.
That bitch Ling Qingyue died too cheaply. Now she has changed from the future concubine of the future crown prince to a woman with no reputation, and it is all her fault.
Even if her body was dug up and whipped, it would still be difficult to explain the hatred in her heart.
Now, she really regrets it. If she had forced Ling Qingwei to do that thing, then today, she would still be the future crown prince's concubine.
Seeing Ling Qingwei's pretentious look, Ling Qingyun's jealousy began to grow like a weed.
The position of the crown prince's concubine belongs to her. If she can't get it, no one else can get it!