Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 169 Why Are You Paying Wrongly?

Ling Yue turned her back to him, brushed her hair, and said lightly: "I've made it clear, there's no need to talk about it."

"No, it shouldn't be like that." A Yun's hands trembled, and his voice trembled, "I was wrong."

"There is no need to talk about right and wrong, all the things in the past are not owed to each other; all the things in the future are irrelevant."

irrelevant
A Yun's heart was sour, she stared blankly at her, her back.

She was willing to let him kiss her just before the queen arrived.

But now, because of his sensitivity and suspicion, she doesn't want to see him, nor does she want him to see her.

Han Ming was surprised, he heard from his grandfather that Ah Yun blocked his younger sister, why it seems that the two of them broke up at this time.

Seeing that Ah Yun was really sad, he couldn't bear it, and persuaded: "Yue'er, don't play your temper, no matter what, Ah Yun saved you."

"I also saved him just now, and paid it back."

Han Ming shook her arm lightly, lowered his head and smiled and said, "It's like a child playing house. You two are so good, how can you just break up?"

The little girl said angrily: "No, it's all fake, just hypocrisy."

Han Ming laughed again, and he was angry when he heard it.

A Yun blamed herself, and slowly bowed to Han Ming: "My son, it's all my fault, can you help me persuade the eldest lady, I am willing to suffer any punishment."

Before Han Ming could speak, he saw a pretty girl in a red dress limping over with the help of a maid.

Slender jade fingers swept around a few people, raised her brows: "Who kicked Miss Ben's driver and hurt Miss Ben, stand up!"

Hearing this arrogant and domineering voice, Han Ming showed displeasure.

He hasn't found the culprit yet, but she did it first.

Turning around, he said seriously: "Girl, you let the horse run wild and almost hurt people. If my guards hadn't subdued the horse, someone would have been injured. Not only are you not introspective, but you are making trouble for no reason. What is the reason for this? "

"The fact is that none of them were injured, and Miss Ben was the one who was injured." She pointed to her forehead, which was red and swollen, "I hit it in the carriage, what do you say?"

"It's your own fault, no one else's fault." Han Ming threw down the eight words, and pulled Ling Yue away.

The girl in red chased after her, and said angrily, "Hey, why are you so arrogant? Stop for me, Miss!"

Ning Yao stopped her, and said coldly: "If you are rude to the son again, I will not be polite!"

Prince?Why is he a son again?
Is the world so rampant these days?

"Whose family's heir?"

"The eldest son of Prince Zhengnan."

The girl in red was startled, and hurried around to Han Ming.After a closer look, it really is!

Why didn't you recognize him just now?Presumably he was overwhelmed by anger!
Regardless of the injury, it was replaced by a shy face.

"My son, I am He Caiwei, the daughter of Minister of the Ministry of Industry. We met at the empress's birthday banquet, do you have any impression?"

"No. I hope that Ms. He can learn from it in the future and stop galloping. That's all for now, let's go."

Instructing Ning Yao to support Ah Yun, he led Ling Yue and left without looking back.

He Caiwei stomped her feet angrily, ignoring her so much!
She's having a hard time, so don't let anyone else think about it too!

Shouting to their backs: "My son, Ling Yue already has the second son Xue, why do you pay by mistake?"

"Huh?" Han Ming turned his head, looked at her in surprise, and then understood, "Don't worry, this is my business."

He Caiwei bit her lip and said unwillingly to Ling Yue: "Ling Yue, you are hanging on to the second son Xue and entangled with the son, you don't want to marry two people, do you?"

Ling Yue was already bored, but when she heard this, she couldn't control her temper, and rolled up her sleeves.

Han Ming put them down again: "Am I just a display?"

But before she could open her mouth, Qian Yingying rushed over, pointed at He Caiwei's forehead and scolded: "You have been fed too much yellow soup? Why do you bite people when you catch them? You speak sourly, you don't think you have any wrong thoughts about your son, do you? "

He Caiwei blushed and spat, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I."

"How could it be? You can't hide it from me if you want to! There are so many women from good families in the whole capital who love the prince. When will it be your turn to be so narrow-minded? Shameless!"

He Caiwei's face was flushed by what she said, and she raised her hand to hit her.

Qian Yingying put the wine she was carrying on the ground, stroked her sleeves, and was stopped by Ning Yao.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed He Caiwei's wrist and swung it hard. She staggered and almost fell, but fortunately she was supported by the maid.

Qian Yingying was very happy, she praised Ningyao, and gave him the bottle of wine as a thank you.

Holding the wine, Ning Yao smiled and said, "I've met you a few times, either you're a townsman, or you're a thug, I'm used to it."

Qian Yingying patted him on the shoulder to show her affirmation, and said to He Caiwei: "Don't provoke hatred, these clothes are dirty, go home and wash and sleep!"

Seeing that she was really in a mess, He Caiwei glared at her, snorted, turned and ran away.

Seeing his son sending his daughter back, Ling Lie was extremely satisfied.But Ning Yao was present, so he could only be called "Elder Son."

Smelling the smell of alcohol on her daughter, her face was sullen: "Why drink?"

Hearing the stern voice, Ling Yue's heart trembled, and she looked at Han Ming for help.

He straightened the hair on her head, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ling, it was I who suggested a drink, so she accompanied me."

Ling Lie squinted at him, lying in front of Lao Tzu!

He suggested a drink, why doesn't he smell of alcohol?
"You just protect her!"

Seeing that Ayun was there, he was surprised: "Ayun, why are you still outside with such a serious injury? Go back and rest!"

"Yes, sir."

There was a lamp in the room, but Ah Yun's heart was dark.

Ling Yue didn't come to change his medicine, but sent a doctor.

She also didn't bring him food, but sent Qingyin.

He didn't change his medicine, didn't eat, and stayed on the table until dawn.

Early the next morning, Qingyin told Ling Yue about the situation after delivering the meal. She said "oh" lightly, and continued to lie on the bamboo chair in the courtyard.

A book is on the face, a stone is on the heart.

"Let the doctor go there again."

The doctor came out soon, frowning tightly: "Miss, he doesn't need me, he said he can come by himself."

"understood."

"Wait a minute." She took down the book, "Has he eaten yet?"

"No, it's still on the table."

The book covered her face again and continued to lie down.

At night, the doctor returned without success, and she couldn't sit still.

Only one candle was lit in Feiyun Pavilion, whether it was bright or not, it was not particularly dark if it was said to be dark.

You can see it, but you can't see it.

Ling Yue stood in front of the door, looking at the young man who was sitting blankly.

He also looked at her, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

His eyes were as dark as this room.

She walked in slowly, lit a few more candles, and the room was instantly brightened.

Without saying a word, she took his arm and helped him sit on the couch.

He took the medicine powder and bandaging cloth and put them aside, then reached out to untie his clothes.

He stared at her blankly, at her mercy.

It is still the familiar fragrance, but the familiar face is no longer a smile with crooked eyebrows, but indifference and alienation.

She calmly changed his medicine, bandaged him, and took a coat for him to wear.

After it was over, she brought the food on the table and fed him as before.

The young man's nose was sour, and he couldn't hold it anymore, tears fell down.

Her hand paused for a moment, but she still took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him.

"Miss, I really know I'm wrong, can you have a word with me?"

She didn't speak, as if she didn't hear, she put a piece of food to his mouth.

He didn't eat, just stared at her intently.

"Eat." She spit out two words.

"Well, I eat."

Although she was still expressionless, she was willing to speak.

The boy ate big mouthfuls, eating too fast, and couldn't help coughing violently.With this coughing, the wound on his back also hurt violently.

She frowned slightly, "Slow down."

(End of this chapter)