For a second, Yuan Qingling really wanted to kill him.
Jinghou looked at Yuan Qingling's angry eyes, raised his voice slightly, and argued: "Why are you looking at me like this? I don't want this child. It's all a trap set by my old friend and King An. Why?"
Do you want me to take responsibility? If you have the guts, go to Prince An."
Yuan Qingling resisted the urge to vomit blood, pointed at the door, and said sternly: "Get out!"
Jinghou was eager to leave immediately. After hearing this, he quickly got up and walked to the door. He paused, thought of something, and looked back at Yuan Qingling, "You just said that I would make your grandmother angry to death. What you said is outrageous."
You can't talk nonsense outside and ruin my reputation."
"Do you still have a fucking reputation?" Yuan Qingling finally couldn't help it anymore. She jumped up and pointed at him and yelled, "If you are shameless, go out and ask around the streets to find out what kind of reputation you have."
What kind of character do you have? People outside are saying that you are a playboy, a prostitute for glory, shameless, and morally corrupt. You still have the nerve to talk about your reputation in front of me? Are you going to get out? If you don’t get out, I will ask someone to interrupt you right away.
Legs."
Waiting to see Yuan Qing's fierce and ferocious appearance, how could he care about his father's majesty? He immediately opened the door and ran away.
Yuan Qingling was so angry that her stomach cramped, and her throat was broken by this roar. She slowly sat on the chair, looked at Tang Yang who came in from the outside, and said sadly: "How could there be such a person?
How could there be such a person?"
Tang Yang stepped forward softly to comfort him, "Princess, don't get so angry that you're not worth it. Forget it, stop being angry, lest the servants outside hear this and talk too much."
Yuan Qingling really wanted to stop being angry, but the anger just kept coming to her head, and she almost burned herself to death.
In the evening, when Yu Wenhao came back, he heard Tang Yang whisper that his sister-in-law had come to the house. He thought it was Yuan Qingping.
However, when he saw the infant mouse, he was also shocked. After looking at it for a long time, he said with disgust: "Why are you like my father-in-law?"
Tang Yang took a look and lowered his voice and said, "It's not very similar, it's just the eyes."
"Where does it stop? Looking at it at a glance, the outline looks like everything." Yu Wenhao said.
"What can you see from such a young child? Maybe it will open up after the full moon and it will no longer be the same." Tang Yang said with luck.
Yu Wenhao felt that Tang Yang was blindly optimistic.
"You'd better go back and persuade the Crown Princess first, she's very angry." Tang Yang sighed.
After Yu Wenhao heard this, he quickly returned to the dormitory.
Yuan Qingling waited for him to come back and discuss Chong'er's affairs.
When Yu Wenhao saw that her face was pale, Aunt Xi said that she was so angry that her stomach hurt and she couldn't eat.
Yu Wenhao asked someone to make some millet porridge, and then sat next to Yuan Qingling, "Are you angry with him? Who is he? He's not worth it."
Yuan Qingling leaned on his shoulder tiredly, "I know it's not worth it, but I can't help it and care about it. Even though I'm not his biological daughter, I carry this title. I still hope that he can at least be like a
Live like a human being, Lao Wu, this child is destined to have no mother, not even a father, how pitiful he is."
Yu Wenhao became a father for the first time, and he also understood Yuan Qingling's feelings. He himself was also very disappointed with Jinghou, "If the child doesn't have a mother, won't he still have brothers and sisters? Let's find a way to arrange it. If you want to keep her,
If you are in the palace, then stay."
"This matter is not urgent. Let's see what Princess Jinghe plans to do." Yuan Qing Ling said.
"I don't think it's appropriate to raise her. Isn't she going to never marry again? Isn't this going to harm her for the rest of her life?" As a member of the royal family, Yu Wenhao felt sorry for Princess Jinghe, especially Cui now.
The family is for his use, and he hopes from the bottom of his heart that Princess Jinghe can live a normal life instead of wasting his life like this.
Yuan Qingling thought for a moment and said, "I'm not actually worried about this. I'm just worried about whether it's torture for her to face the daughter of her old friend every day."
"It's reasonable for you to worry," Yu Wenhao looked at her and said softly: "Besides, I really hope that she can remarry and have someone to love her. Like you and me, although Chong'er is pitiful, there is always a way out.
I had a chat with Mr. Cui a few days ago, and Mr. Cui said that the old lady in the mansion fell ill because of her and was very worried. If she is not happy one day, the sins of the third child cannot be eliminated. "
"Whether you are happy or not is a matter of opinion. Finding a man to marry may not necessarily mean you are happy. What she needs now is inner peace." Yuan Qing Ling said.
Yu Wenhao said: "I don't think so, women always have to get married."
Yuan Qingling looked at him, "Aren't you arguing? Why are you so chauvinistic? Why do you have to get married?"
Yu Wenhao hugged her into his arms, "I'm not trying to argue, nor am I saying that I have to get married, but I feel that after living for so long, the happiest days are those with you by my side."
"Really?" Yuan Qingling looked up at him, her eyes a little touched.
Yu Wenhao pressed his lips directly onto hers, and after a while, he looked at her blushing face and said, "How lucky I am to have you!"
From the second trimester of pregnancy to now, the two of them rarely spend time together, and the time when they are intimate is even pitiful. Now that they embrace each other, they feel that the joy of not seeing each other is better than the joy of newlyweds.
Although, they never said goodbye.
Yuan Qingling found a comfortable position in his arms, and just let him hold her, rubbing her ears and temples together, which was full of warmth.
"I know, do you think Princess Jinghe will kill her?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Yu Wenhao was enjoying himself while holding her in his arms. When he heard her asking these embarrassing words, he couldn't help but said: "She deserves to die, but I seem to have heard that you want to rescue her and send her back to southern Xinjiang."
"Sending a corpse is also a gift." Yuan Qingling said calmly, "I will not break my promise."
What promise did she make to her old friend? What about benevolence, justice and morality? She was afraid of insulting the words benevolence, justice and morality.
Yu Wenhao held her shoulders and looked at her, "You have changed, Lao Yuan."
"It hasn't changed." Yuan Qingling said.
"You used to be very persistent when it came to human life."
Yuan Qingling was stunned for a moment, "Really? I'm just very insistent on my patient. Human life... is naturally very important. Nothing is more important than human life. But I know I can't forgive her. I won't kill her, but Princess Jing and Princess will kill her."
, I can't save her. If I save her, that would be disregarding human life, disregarding the lives of Gu Jing, the princess and her children."
Yu Wenhao nodded, "Well, I asked Xiao Hongchen to investigate the origin of my old friend. She is the daughter of a black witch in southern Xinjiang. I don't know what reason she was caught by the fourth child, and I don't know why she fled southern Xinjiang. I just
When she found out her sister was dead, she left."
"What is a black witch?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Yu Wenhao explained: "A kind of spiritual leader or something. This question may be clear to Man'er. Xiao Hongchen only has some superficial understanding, but she still doesn't know what the black witch means to Southern Xinjiang."