However, Yang'er was poisoned by an evil poison. Now three years have passed and no one has been able to help him. Can that clever and eccentric woman really help her?
The Queen Mother looked at Emperor Ling Xiao in deep thought calmly, and saw that his eyebrows were slightly pressed, and the light in his eyes flickered, as if he was struggling with something.
She rolled her eyes and said: "Emperor, no one is perfect. Although Xi'er is a bit dandy, he can be tolerated. You! You are too harsh on Xi'er. Now, Xi'er
Miscarriage, no matter what doubts you still have in your mind, the pain in Yang'er's heart was caused by you, and you cannot shirk your responsibility.
For the sake of the late Concubine Lian, and for the sake of Yang'er, just be a little more tolerant to her, okay?"
Emperor Ling Xiao frowned and couldn't hide the look of annoyance on his brows: "Mother, don't you understand your son yet? If you weren't worried that Yang'er would be deceived by that woman..."
"Yes, yes, everyone in the Ai family understands that with deep love comes deep responsibility. It's just that you love Yang'er, but the pressure is on Xi'er. This is very unfair.
The Ai family has seen that Xi'er is very caring and considerate to Yang'er. Hongxing's cheating on women and not following the rules of women are all the ulterior motives of those who are caring. As members of the royal family, don't we still understand the reason for this?"
"This..." Emperor Ling Xiao was speechless.
The Empress Dowager pinched her eyebrows tiredly: "The Ai family is tired. Please think about today's events carefully! The Ai family believes in you. You are a wise king and a good father who can distinguish right from wrong."
The Empress Dowager looked at Emperor Ling Xiao meaningfully and sighed softly in her heart.
Pity her great-grandson...
Uncontrollably, tears welled up in the corners of my eyes again.
When Emperor Ling Xiao saw it, his heart was heavy.
…
At this end, Feng Qingyang hugged Chen Xi and ran out of the palace gate.
The coachman of the mansion parked the carriage outside the palace gate and waited, but he turned a blind eye.
Like a anxious and helpless big child, he ran around the streets in confusion holding his beloved wife in his arms.
The bright red blood stained the woman's clothes, and shocking big red flowers bloomed on the man's flawless white brocade robe.
The passers-by were frightened. They looked at the man running past in fear and uneasiness. They all had doubts: "That's strange. Didn't Princess Sixteen have a false pregnancy? Why does it look like she had a miscarriage? Is this still...
Isn’t it the sixteenth prince’s?”
"I heard that the emperor summoned the sixteenth princess. Could this child have been given to him by the emperor..."
"Shh, don't talk nonsense about things you don't know!"
A hunched old man suddenly spoke up to put an end to the irresponsible speculations. He walked up to Feng Qingyang with concern: "Your Majesty, do you need help?"
"Help?" Feng Qingyang hurriedly stopped and asked the kind-hearted passerby in confusion: "Old man, tell me, what does miscarriage mean?"
"Miscarriage..." The corners of the old man's lips twitched. Seeing Feng Qingyang's confused look, and then looking at the frail and fragile appearance of Princess Sixteen, he sighed: "Your Highness, miscarriage is a child.
It doesn’t mean it’s gone. The princess is very weak, so you’d better take her back home to rest as soon as possible! Find an imperial doctor and give her a good look, so as not to leave the root of the disease.”
"The child is gone?"
Feng Qingyang was stunned. He only heard one key point in the old man's long speech.
The old man was afraid that he would not be able to think clearly and his hysteria would worsen, so he hurriedly said with relief: "Yes, the child is gone, but please don't be nervous, my lord. You and the princess are both young, and this child can still be born again in the future." However, Yang'er was poisoned by the evil.
, now three years have passed, and no one can help him solve it. Can that clever and eccentric woman really help her?
The Queen Mother looked at Emperor Ling Xiao in deep thought calmly, and saw that his eyebrows were slightly pressed, and the light in his eyes flickered, as if he was struggling with something.
She rolled her eyes and said: "Emperor, no one is perfect. Although Xi'er is a bit dandy, he can be tolerated. You! You are too harsh on Xi'er. Now, Xi'er
Miscarriage, no matter what doubts you still have in your mind, the pain in Yang'er's heart was caused by you, and you cannot shirk your responsibility.
For the sake of the late Concubine Lian, and for the sake of Yang'er, just be a little more tolerant to her, okay?"
Emperor Ling Xiao frowned and couldn't hide the look of annoyance on his brows: "Mother, don't you understand your son yet? If you weren't worried that Yang'er would be deceived by that woman..."
"Yes, yes, everyone in the Ai family understands that with deep love comes deep responsibility. It's just that you love Yang'er, but the pressure is on Xi'er. This is very unfair.
The Ai family has seen that Xi'er is very caring and considerate to Yang'er. Hongxing's cheating on women and not following the rules of women are all the ulterior motives of those who are caring. As members of the royal family, don't we still understand the reason for this?"
"This..." Emperor Ling Xiao was speechless.
The Empress Dowager pinched her eyebrows tiredly: "The Ai family is tired. Please think about today's events carefully! The Ai family believes in you. You are a wise king and a good father who can distinguish right from wrong."
The Empress Dowager looked at Emperor Ling Xiao meaningfully and sighed softly in her heart.
Pity her great-grandson...
Uncontrollably, tears welled up in the corners of my eyes again.
When Emperor Ling Xiao saw it, his heart was heavy.
…
At this end, Feng Qingyang hugged Chen Xi and ran out of the palace gate.
The coachman of the mansion parked the carriage outside the palace gate and waited, but he turned a blind eye.
Like a anxious and helpless big child, he ran around the streets in confusion holding his beloved wife in his arms.
The bright red blood stained the woman's clothes, and shocking big red flowers bloomed on the man's flawless white brocade robe.
The passers-by were frightened. They looked at the man running past in fear and uneasiness. They all had doubts: "That's strange. Didn't Princess Sixteen have a false pregnancy? Why does it look like she had a miscarriage? Is this still...
Isn’t it the sixteenth prince’s?”
"I heard that the emperor summoned the sixteenth princess. Could this child have been given to him by the emperor..."
"Shh, don't talk nonsense about things you don't know!"
A hunched old man suddenly spoke up to put an end to the irresponsible speculations. He walked up to Feng Qingyang with concern: "Your Majesty, do you need help?"
"Help?" Feng Qingyang hurriedly stopped and asked the kind-hearted passerby in confusion: "Old man, tell me, what does miscarriage mean?"
"Miscarriage..." The corners of the old man's lips twitched. Seeing Feng Qingyang's confused look, and then looking at the frail and fragile appearance of Princess Sixteen, he sighed: "Your Highness, miscarriage is a child.
It doesn’t mean it’s gone. The princess is very weak, so you’d better take her back home to rest as soon as possible! Find an imperial doctor and give her a good look, so as not to leave the root of the disease.”
"The child is gone?"
Feng Qingyang was stunned. He only heard one key point in the old man's long speech.
The old man was afraid that he would not be able to think clearly and his hysteria would worsen, so he hurriedly said with relief: "Yes, the child is gone, but please don't be nervous, my lord. You and the princess are both young, and this child can still be born again in the future."