Yuan Qing Ling raised his sleeves and said calmly: "Cry?
I won’t cry, it’s a lie made up out of thin air, why should I cry?”
Chu Mingyang sneered and slowly sat down. The two sat opposite each other, less than a foot apart, and the atmosphere was full of hostility.
"You are right. I did like him in the past. What woman wouldn't love such a heroic man?"
There was a bit of mockery in Chu Mingyang's eyes, "Don't you also love him deeply?
It's just that you used dirty means to get it, so you think you are the winner in the end?
I originally thought that he protected you like that because he must have you in his heart, but after he came into contact with me and listened to him talk about his grievances, I realized the pressure and suffering he endured. Yuan Qingling, do you know that you look hateful?
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"Appreciate further details."
Yuan Qingling said, suppressing the goosebumps that were about to appear, "But to be honest, even if the child in your belly is his, you must have seduced him first, and he was just playing for fun."
There was a sneer on Chu Mingyang's lips, "Do you really think so?
You are wrong to think so. When I returned to my parents' home, he tried every possible means to get people to send me letters and invite me to go out to meet. I hated him extremely and thought he had ulterior motives, so I burned all the letters he gave me.
, only the last one is still on me, and you know his handwriting."
She took out a letter from her sleeve pocket. The letter was carefully folded. After opening it, you could see that the paper was severely creased. It must have been read and folded countless times.
Man'er stepped forward to take it, but Chu Mingyang raised his hand and said coldly: "Do you want to destroy the evidence?
If you can see it, just see it like this, just a few sentences."
She straightened the letter and unfolded it near her chin for Yuan Qingling to read.
"Sister Yang, I didn't mean to offend you. I just want to say I'm sorry to you personally. If you are willing to forgive me, please come to Mingyue Tower at noon tomorrow."
The signature is a word Hao.
There is no date or his seal, it is a private message.
The handwriting is indeed very similar to his. Since I can't take it over and study it, I don't know how different it is from his handwriting.
"You recognize his handwriting, right?"
Chu Mingyang saw her stunned expression and thought she was sad. He smiled proudly and slowly hid the letter, and said coldly: "He wrote me no less than five letters, and I didn't even bother to read them before burning them. The maid next to me
Everyone can testify.
I was really depressed living in my parents' house, so I wanted to hear what he had to say for the last time, so I went to the Mingyue Tower for the meeting.
After arriving at Mingyue Tower, my attitude towards him was still cold. It's a pity that you didn't see his attentiveness. You didn't see that he sat opposite me and kept explaining to me that he didn't come to Chu Mansion for Chu Mingcui.
It was for me, but he was misunderstood. He always wanted to find a chance to make it clear. Unfortunately, you set him up at that time, causing his reputation to be ruined. He was also frustrated and felt that he was not worthy of me, so he stopped.
Give up."
Yuan Qingling looked at her intoxication and obsession when she talked about this incident. There was a hint of bitterness in the sweetness, and there was helplessness and sadness in her proud smile. She was afraid that the sweetness at that time had now become sad.
"So, after your misunderstanding disappeared, you continued to see each other?"
Yuan Qingling asked.
"That's right," Chu Mingyang obviously hadn't come out of that sweet memory yet, and murmured: "At that time, he made a lot of promises to me, and asked me to continue to return to Prince Ji's Mansion to monitor every move in Prince Ji's Mansion. He said
It is most appropriate for me to do this, because no one will doubt me. I think about it, who will pay attention to me?
Therefore, I have been monitoring every move in Prince Ji's Mansion for him, and I will inform him of any trouble."
She raised her head, her eyes were red, and her face was filled with hatred, "I am pregnant with his child. He said that he would give me a birthright no matter what. Let me wait with peace of mind, and he would divorce you and marry me off. Why are you
Immortal?
Yuan Qingling, go to hell. If you die, he will no longer have any scruples and he can marry me."
She cursed Yuan Qingling viciously, as if it was because of Yuan Qingling that his attitude changed drastically. But she understood that the throne must be the most important thing. Yuan Qingling was highly valued by the emperor and the emperor, and he won it again.
People think that divorcing her at this time will have a great impact on him.
Yuan Qingling was obviously dissatisfied with the information, and said: "But apart from this letter, I really can't convince me that the person who has been meeting you is the prince."
Chu Mingyang stretched out his hand to press the loose bun of his hair, his face was charming and unruly, "Just continue to deceive yourself and others. You recognize the handwriting, can you change the fact if you don't admit it?"
Even if you deny everything, you still can't deny that the child in my belly is the prince's bloodline. If the prince succeeds in becoming a great treasure, he will be the noble nobleman of Tianhuang and the future emperor. This is what the prince has promised."
When Yuan Qingling heard these words, she couldn't help but be a little surprised. Chu Mingyang was not the kind of idealistic woman. She valued reality very much. How could she believe those words?
To put it another way, even if the fifth child is with her, with the eldest son in front of her, when will it be his child's turn to be the future emperor?
Even if there is a possibility of competition, she actually believes in such a light promise?
"You can tell me about flowers, but I don't believe it either."
Yuan Qingling shook his head and said.
Chu Mingyang sneered, "Okay, I'll let you give up. When he was happy with me, there was a scar on his back from the left shoulder blade to the lower right waist. This scar was the mark of his victory in Dajie. If I hadn't made peace with him,
How to know?
You must have given up!"
Yuan Qingling felt relieved when she heard this. After dealing with her for so long, she finally knew one of the characteristics of that person. She looked at Chu Mingyang and said: "There are indeed scars on Lao Wu's back, no less than six or seven in size."
"But none of them are as long as you said, and the longest one is only about half a finger. However, he does have a scar. Many people know it. Since you have been on good terms with him, you should also know that this scar is on
Between the legs is the scar left by the assassination in Beijing. The wound became inflamed and pus-filled, and was not treated well, so the scar is very obvious. As long as he has been honest with you, you will definitely see it."
Chu Mingyang's breath was rapid and his face was sullen, "Do you think I will believe such nonsense?"
Yuan Qingling said calmly: "Whether it is true or not, it is not difficult for you to find out. In addition to my treatment of his injury, Dr. Cao also dealt with it. Your grandfather also knows that this injury almost made him inhumane. The palace is sure
Seriously, if you still don’t believe it, go ask Yu Wenjun, he was the one who planned this assassination, and the killer will go back and report any injuries, he knows best.”
Chu Mingyang's face suddenly became very ferocious, and there was a huge wave in her eyes. She stood up suddenly, picked up the cup on the table and threw it at Yuan Qingling, roaring, "You are talking nonsense, you are talking nonsense!"
The cup was knocked away by Man'er, but Yuan Qingling didn't bother with her. He stood up and took a look at her face that turned pale and almost horrified, and left quickly with Man'er.
Her wild beast-like roar came from behind, full of despair and fury. Man'er had a psychological shadow on this roar, and almost softened his legs after hearing it.