Yuan Qingling held the royal staff in her sleeve pockets with both hands. Once the carriage drove away, it was useless for her to scream inside.
Calling is never a weapon.
"Is the prince planning to hold me hostage?" Yuan Qing asked with a cold face.
King An laughed twice. "Why are you so vigilant? I won't eat you, I'm just sending you back home."
This sentence will not eat you up. Yuan Qingling couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body when she thought of his despicable way of sniffing the handkerchief.
She moved to the side, keeping a certain distance from him, but the carriage was not spacious, and he was tall. No matter where she hid, the pressure caused by his height forced her to feel like she couldn't breathe.
Yuan Qingling held back her nausea. "Then don't I have to thank the prince?"
An Wang moved towards her, and the smell of agarwood came towards her. The smell of agarwood was originally very good, but now Yuan Qingling just felt like vomiting. She never wanted to smell it again in her life.
This taste.
"I heard," he slowly raised his eyes and looked directly at Yuan Qingling, his eyes wanton and evil, "You are pregnant with your third son. Why do you think you are so blessed?"
He actually reached out and touched Yuan Qingling's belly.
Yuan Qingling took out the royal staff and put it against his chest. He said angrily: "Don't come over."
King An lowered his head to look at the royal staff and smiled. "This is the royal staff given to you by the Supreme Emperor? I heard that it can beat the faint king at the top and the greedy ministers at the bottom. I even heard that you used this royal staff to beat the third child, and he was able to beat him well."
happy?"
He snatched it away with one hand, held it in his hand, and looked at it carefully, "The handiwork of the Emperor's grandfather is really excellent, and every carving is exquisite. The Emperor's grandfather really loves you, do you know?
Because of you, Lao Wu, a salted fish, actually turned around."
He looked at Yuan Qingling with a smile, "Do you want to hit me with this royal staff?"
He leaned forward, and his chest almost pressed against Yuan Qingling's belly. He smiled, with peach blossom lines still blooming at the corners of his eyes, like a lightly creased fan, "It's a pity that you can't hit me. You are now under my control."
In my hand, if I take a dagger and slash your stomach like this, and then..."
As he spoke, he also made movements. His fingers were right in front of Yuan Qingling's eyes, gently but in a cruel gesture.
He kept looking at Yuan Qingling, trying to dig out the panic and fear from her eyes, and he succeeded. She saw Yuan Qingling's look of horror, her body trembling slightly, and even her lips turned blue with fear.
stand up.
"I will take out your child," he continued, his eyes full of bloodthirsty and excitement. "What do you think of how to deal with it? That bloody child has not yet opened its eyes, and it falls on me.
In his hands, what do you think this king will do with it?"
He couldn't help but laugh when he saw the panic in Yuan Qingling's eyes getting stronger and stronger.
Suddenly, he saw those panicked eyes freeze, revealing a determined and cold expression. She quickly shook her hand and something sprayed towards him.
He had no time to dodge, and in fact he couldn't dodge, because his face was right in front of Yuan Qingling.
He only saw a bottle shaking, and his eyes stung sharply. Something penetrated his nose, and he sneezed repeatedly, almost unable to stop.
Yuan Qingling performed an action that was considered difficult for her nowadays.
He kicked towards his ancestral hall, and amidst the strange screams of pain, he took back the royal staff, opened the curtain, and said sternly to the handlebars: "Stop, your prince is about to die."
When the carriage heard King An's screams of pain, Yuan Qingling quickly stopped the carriage. Yuan Qingling sprayed pepper water on King An again, opened the curtain and walked out, turned around and swung his royal staff and hit King An hard on the head.
King An couldn't open his eyes, his face was full of rage but he still kept sneezing.
She said coldly: "You asked me just now whether it was pleasant to beat the King of Wei. I forgot to answer. It is pleasant, but it will never be as pleasant as if I beat you."
Seeing Wang An being beaten in the handlebar position, his eyes were filled with anger, but Yuan Qingling had already jumped down and landed firmly without falling. Then he hit the horse on the butt with a stick and shouted, "Let's go!"
The horse was in pain and ran away pulling the carriage.
Behind him, the guards chased after him and looked at Yuan Qingling in surprise, "Princess, what's wrong? What's wrong?"
Yuan Qingling held her stomach, then her whole body began to tremble and her teeth chattered.
On the streets in this winter, the wind was biting, but Yuan Qingling's face was pale and he was sweating profusely.
She slowly leaned against the door of the shop next to the street, sat down slowly, and took a deep breath.
When Aunt Xi caught up with her, she took her hand and squeezed it hard, "Go home, let's go home."
Aunt Xi was frightened when she saw her like this, but she didn't ask anything and helped her get into Princess Ji's carriage.
When Aunt Xi helped Man'er out, she saw that Prince An's carriage had already left. Princess Ji heard what she said and immediately asked her to get on the carriage and chase after her.
Princess Ji was in the carriage. When she saw Yuan Qing coming up, she covered her mouth and turned away.
Yuan Qingling said feebly: "There is no need to cover it, your disease is no longer contagious."
The carriage was not big and Grandma Xi could not sit together, so she asked them to go back home first. Grandma Xi and Man'er tried to find a way to go back.
Princess Ji saw her pale face and asked, "What did Prince An do to you?"
Yuan Qingling looked at her and suddenly remembered that Princess Ji looked at Wang An's back yesterday, her eyes were clearly cold and gloomy, "How is Wang An like a person? In your opinion."
"Ghost, evil ghost!" Princess Ji said lightly.
Yuan Qingling recalled the look on Wang An's face when he said he wanted to dig out her child, and shuddered, "Yes, he is an evil ghost."
"What did he do to you?" Princess Ji asked, "He didn't hurt you, did he?"
Yuan Qingling told Princess Ji what happened next to Ruyi's room and on the carriage just now. She knew she shouldn't confess everything to Princess Ji, but she was really holding back and uncomfortable. Lao Wu hadn't come back yet, and he was very anxious now.
Yes, if you know this, you will definitely go to King An to fight for his life.
Princess Ji sighed and said: "You are pregnant now, so avoid him. Also, don't tell Lao Wu about this."
"Why?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Princess Ji looked at her seriously and said, "Wang An is not a madman. This is not something he can usually do. He did it deliberately. What is his purpose? Have you ever thought about it?"
Yuan Qingling has been almost crazy busy these two days, her mind is basically in a state of panic, and she really hasn't thought about it.
Princess Ji patted her hand, which was a deep consolation, and then said: "The attack on King Qi and the attack on you are all blamed on Yu Wenjun, but I am very sure that he did not do this.
, he may have thought about doing this, but it must not be now, so he is just a scapegoat, and the real murderer is King An."
"How cruel!" Yuan Qing Ling was shocked.
Princess Ji sneered, "Ruthless? No, he has plotted all of Lao Wu. This happened when Lao Wu returned to Jingzhao Mansion. Moreover, it is impossible to capture all the assassins, and the emperor will definitely punish them."
He, if at this juncture Lao Wu goes to make trouble with King An because of your matter, King An will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble in Dali. Are there any witnesses about the matter of Ruyifang and Fangcai? No, who will your father believe? Yes.
King An, who has always followed his duty, or King Chu, who has made many mistakes? Think deeply."