"It's okay." Lin Yixiang shook his head and said with a forced smile, "It's just that Zhiqing didn't tell me about it, so I was a little surprised."
"Then I ruined my sister's plan?!" Lu Zhiyao took a breath after realizing it, smiled apologetically at Lin Yixiang, and said: "My sister must have wanted to give the Seventh Prince a surprise, and it's all my fault for being so quick.
I told you."
"It's okay, you'll know sooner or later." Lin Yixiang lowered his eyes and his eyes darkened. After talking to Lu Zhiyao for a while, he stood up and wanted to leave. "It's getting late, I should go back to the palace.
."
"Seventh Prince, be careful on the road. The assassin from the past few days has not been caught yet, and he might appear again at some point. If it is not an important matter in the future, the Seventh Prince might as well send his servants to pass the message."
Lu Zhiyao also stood up and said worriedly. After sending Lin Yixiang out of the room, she looked at Lu Zhiqing in the courtyard, curled her lips, and smiled silently, which made Lu Zhiqing feel inexplicable when he saw her smile.
I felt uneasy.
"There's no need to send him off." Lin Yixiang turned to look at Lu Zhiyao, "Take good care of your injuries and I'll see you again when I have time."
After Lin Yixiang said this, Lu Zhiyao was no longer polite. Watching the two of them walking out of the yard one after another, the smile on Lu Zhiyao's face gradually disappeared, and he turned around and walked into the room.
On the way back to the palace, Lin Yixiang remained silent. Lu Zhiqing looked at him anxiously, not daring to ask any more questions.
Back in the room, Lu Zhiqing took off the veil from her face, sat on the chair in a neat manner, and waited for Lin Yixiang to speak. Their relationship was good these days, but it was so good. Why was he angry? Could it be that it was really Lu Zhiqing?
What did Zhiyao say behind his back to sow discord?
Lin Yixiang looked at Lu Zhiqing deeply, then strode out of the room. When he came back a few hours later, he had a bowl of medicine in his hand and handed it to Lu Zhiqing.
"Drink." Lin Yixiang said coldly, making Lu Zhiqing a little confused.
Lu Zhiqing slowly took the bowl of medicine. The pungent smell made her frown involuntarily. She raised her head and looked at Lin Yixiang in confusion. Lu Zhiqing asked in a low voice: "What medicine is this?"
"Don't ask so many questions, drink."
Lin Yixiang's attitude made Lu Zhiqing a little timid, and she was also more afraid of the bowl of medicine in her hand. Just when she was hesitant, Lin Yixiang suddenly raised her hand and handed the bowl of medicine to Lu Zhiqing's mouth, forcing
Then she drank the medicine.
Lu Zhiqing drank so much medicine in one go, the warm and bitter taste made her retching twice unaccustomed to it, and made the expression on Lin Yixiang's face even more gloomy.
Lin Yixiang sat down and watched Lu Zhiqing's reaction intently. After Lu Zhiqing's face improved a little, Lin Yixiang slowly spoke and whispered: "This is the first time, but I tell you, I will not let you get pregnant.
Give birth to the baby.”
Lin Yixiang's words made Lu Zhiqing seem to understand something in an instant. She opened her eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief. She reflexively touched her lower abdomen with her hands, feeling chills in her heart.
What does he mean by this?
From the day she married Lin Yixiang, Lu Zhiqing had been hoping that she would be pregnant with an heir, so as to make up for the flaws in her appearance and consolidate her position as the imperial concubine. Ever since he touched her that night, they have been living happily ever after.
Very good, isn't it? But now that Lin Yixiang has said such words, what should she do in the future?
Lu Zhiqing smiled forcefully, thought for a while, and then cautiously spoke, "Is there something Qing'er didn't do well enough that you don't like?"
Lin Yixiang just looked at Lu Zhiqing intently and said nothing. Lu Zhiqing thought for a moment, his eyes flashed, and asked: "Did sister say something?"
"It has nothing to do with her." Lin Yixiang suddenly stood up, looked down at Lu Zhiqing and said, "Just remember, I don't want children. For the rest, it's up to you."
After Lin Yixiang left these words, he walked out of the room. Lu Zhiqing sat on a chair alone, thinking about every word Lin Yixiang just said, and wanted to cry.
Why?! Why do they treat themselves like this, one after another?!
He doesn’t want a child? Is he joking with himself? Or, he just doesn’t want to have this child with him!
The more Lu Zhiqing thought about it, the angrier she became, feeling that Lin Yixiang must have said these words against her because of Lu Zhiyao.
"Bitch, if you stab me in the back, I won't make it easy for you." Lu Zhiqing clenched her fists hard and murmured in a low voice: "I want to see it, wait for you and the Eighth Prince
When you get married, after the eighth prince knows about your affair with the seventh prince, how can you still have the dignity to live in this world!"
Lu Zhiqing tried hard to push back the tears in her eyes. Thinking about the past memories when Lu Zhiyao was not in power, Lu Zhiqing couldn't figure it out. How could she be stepped on by her again and again? What happened before?
That's obviously not the case, right?
Glancing at the porcelain bowl on the table, Lu Zhiqing waved her hand and threw the bowl to the ground. Looking at the pieces on the ground fiercely, Lu Zhiqing secretly swore that she would never let that bitch Lu Zhiyao go.
After Lin Yixiang and Lu Zhiqing left, Lu Zhiyao sat by the window in a daze. Lin Yinan just left the capital without leaving a message. Is it really necessary to wait for several months before seeing him again and asking him clearly?
"Miss, what are you thinking about?" Wan Yue has passed by her several times. Seeing Lu Zhiyao always sitting in that posture, she couldn't help but curiously asked: "Miss the Eighth Prince?"
Lu Zhiyao's eyes slowly shifted and fell on Wan Yue. Glancing at her with a neither salt nor indifference, Lu Zhiyao sighed and said softly: "What if I miss him? What can I do if I don't miss him? I just want to see him.
Can you bring him over to me?"
"That's not possible, but I also want to meet the Eighth Prince." Wan Yue held the duster in her arms, looked at Lu Zhiyao with a smile and said: "The emperor's decree has been issued. Compared with the previous rumor, this
You can’t make a mistake this time. This time, not only does the young lady’s face look brighter, but even we slaves can stand upright. Look at the servants in our house who used to stand next to the second lady and the second young lady.
, now that you see us, don’t you have to grovel as well?”
"Yes, you girl, everything you say is right." Lu Zhiyao stretched lazily, and she could feel the changes in other people's attitudes towards her without Wan Yue having to say it. "Wan Yue, Yu
Why haven’t Die gone out these days?”
"I don't know either." Wan Yue followed Lu Zhiyao's gaze and looked at Yudie who was collecting clothes in the yard, and shook her head.
When Lu Zhiyao was bored, he took Wan Yue for a walk in the mansion. He was thinking of going to the Eight Emperors Mansion tomorrow to find Lan Ruoling and meet Xia Han. Since Xia Han was brought to the Eight Emperors Mansion by Lin Yinan, even the Eight Emperors
She couldn't even take a step out of the front door of the mansion. But she had been like this since she was a child. When she lived in the General's Mansion, she didn't seem to have gone out. On the other hand, she was always running around with her father and elder brother, so it's no wonder that
At that time, Xia Tian joked that it was strange for the seventh prince to like her. But now that he thought about it, it turned out that his brother was right, because the person Lin Yixiang liked was not him.
Lu Zhiyao was walking and unknowingly bumped into Lu Yuanzheng. Seeing Lu Yuanzheng and the familiar face next to him, Lu Zhiyao was stunned for a moment and began to think about that person's identity.
"Zhiyao, come here quickly." Lu Yuanzheng smiled and waved to Lu Zhiyao. After Lu Zhiyao walked up to him and called him "Dad" sweetly, Lu Yuanzheng nodded and said to Lu Zhiyao
Yao said: "This is Jiang Wei, Master Jiang."
"Zhiyao has met Mr. Jiang." Lu Zhiyao smiled slightly, bowed and said softly. But the name Jiang Wei was still lingering in her mind.
"Miss, you are very polite. It should be the lower official who salutes the lady." Jiang Wei glanced at Lu Zhiyao up and down. He knew that Lu Zhiyao had been married by the emperor and betrothed to the eighth prince. He did not expect the Prime Minister.
Both of his daughters actually married princes, but in the days to come, the prime minister felt sad.
Lu Zhiyao listened to Jiang Wei's kind words and looked at his flattering face. After a moment, she finally remembered the identity of Mr. Jiang.
The smile on the corner of his mouth hung stiffly. Lu Zhiyao's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He looked into Jiang Wei's eyes and remained silent.
Jiang Wei, Mr. Jiang, the magistrate of Xuncheng, a slave who always ran around Xia Zhenkun in the past.
The Xia family was wiped out in Xun City. Lu Zhiyao didn't believe that this matter had nothing to do with Jiang Wei. He had not heard any news before! Now, what is he doing in the capital again?
"Dad, why haven't you seen Mr. Jiang come to our house before?" Lu Zhiyao asked Lu Yuanzheng softly. After hearing Lu Yuanzheng's answer, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
"Master Jiang was serving as an official in Xuncheng before, and he has just entered the capital, so he has never been to our home before."
"It turns out that I have been promoted. I have to congratulate Mr. Jiang from Na Zhiyao."
She didn't go looking for him, but he took the initiative to come to her. It seemed that Jiang Wei had made a contribution to the search for the city. But I don't know, did the prince and Lin Yixiang help him find an official position in the capital?
Lu Yuanzheng and Jiang Wei walked away slowly, but Lu Zhiyao still stood there, staring at their backs. The strange smile on his face made Wan Yue a little scared.
"Miss, what are you looking at?" Wan Yue pulled Lu Zhiyao's sleeve and asked curiously.
"It's nothing, but it's just that Mr. Jiang's hall is darkened. A disaster may happen in the near future."
"Miss, when did you learn to read faces?" Wan Yue didn't react for a moment. She looked at Lu Zhiyao in amazement, feeling that her young lady was getting more and more powerful. She turned her head and glanced at Jiang Wei, and Wan Yue asked cautiously.
