Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 377

Later she heard that it was a lock that Qingchuan had brought since she was a child, and it was extraordinary.

When her father picked her up back then, she was so frightened that she huddled in a pile of straw and asked her where her home was. She didn't remember any of the family members, except for a golden lock on her neck.

Later, the two grew up, and occasionally when they took a bath together, they saw Qingchuan wearing them, and she couldn't help making fun of her: "How old are you, and you still wear a golden lock to cure diseases!" Qingchuan also felt embarrassed, so she didn't wear it on her body from time to time and hid it.

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"Luo You, this lock... whose is it?"

Although she guessed the answer in her heart, she wanted to confirm it. In a hurry, she gently called King Uwe by his old name.

Luo You obviously didn't care, he just reached out to take the lock, looked at it, and then carefully put it back on Princess Uwe's neck.

"This is the golden lock that Feng Qing has worn on her body since she was a child."

Wei Qing was puzzled, and wanted to ask him if he had seen Qing Chuan wearing such a golden lock?It's just that she herself didn't dare to confirm whether it was the same as Qingchuan's.

After all, she didn't ask. After all, how could Luo You remember Jin Suo even Qing Chuan had forgotten?Now that Princess Uwe is unconscious, Luo You is not in the mood to care about anything else.

Finally, he just said lightly, "I just think this golden lock looks familiar."

Luo You's expression was slightly surprised, and at the moment he said listlessly: "It's relatively common, but it's just a golden lock for people to cure diseases." He paused, looked at his princess again, and said thoughtfully, "The value of some things Not on the surface."

Ning Weiwei understands the meaning of his words, for example, Qingchuan's lock may hide Qingchuan's life experience.

However, this golden lock itself is also valuable, because the lock is inlaid with a precious stone, which is not something ordinary people can have.Therefore, all these years, my father has not treated Qingchuan as an ordinary maid. Although Qingchuan serves herself, in terms of food and clothing, who would not say that she is half a lady?
She walked out of the inner bedroom while thinking, and Xiao Zijun was facing her, seeing her serious face: "What's wrong?"

She shook her head and didn't want to talk about it.

Seeing her appearance, Xiao Zijun felt distressed, "Don't blame yourself. Huaxiang will be here soon."

Not long after, Hua Xiang came, first pinched the princess, and then used a little force two inches below her throat with two fingers. After a while, Princess Uwe coughed out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

Princess Uwe still looked weak, but Hua Xiang said: "It's okay. Although I got cold, it was a short-term cold, and I didn't go in. Just a few soups and medicines, just keep warm. As for the head injury It doesn't matter."

Qingqing knew that her judgment was wrong at that moment.

She took the soup and went in.

Princess Uwe covered her head and was leaning on the couch. Luo You approached her and asked her how she felt, and beside her, Ah Cuo, her maidservant, also came.

"The medicine is ready, drink it while it's hot."

Unexpectedly, Princess Uwe became angry when she saw her, "My lord! Let her go!"

"I don't want her hypocrisy!"

Ning gently held the medicine bowl and was suddenly stunned.

She frowned and said, "Princess, is there something wrong with you?"

"Yes, seeing you makes me shudder! If it weren't for you, how could I have fallen into the ice cave?!" She said to Luo You, "Mrs. Ning told me to cross the lake with light work, but I couldn't get through it at all. She ran alone I fell into the ice cave!"

Ning Weiwei was so surprised that she opened her mouth, "It seems that the princess really hurt her head! I reminded you before that the ice layer is not thick and you can't step on it. You can do light work, but you overestimated your ability——"

Princess Uwe was so angry that she was about to go crazy: "My lord! You see, she satirizes my bad brain and laughs at me!"

Seeing this, Ah Cuo naturally turned to his master, "Is Mrs. Ning deliberately sophistrying? My princess just came back from the gate of hell. Is this how you treat guests?!"

"You hurry up! My master doesn't need you to serve!" Ah Cuo took out the machete at once.

Luo You got up and shouted angrily, "Enough! How can you interrupt here?!"

The air suddenly became much quieter.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the white snow outside the window, and said indifferently: "Mrs. Lao Ning has taken care of her before and after. However, this king's concubine, I will take care of it myself, so I won't bother my wife anymore. Feng Qing is weak and emotionally inevitable." Excited, I hope Madam can understand and don't argue with her."

Ning Weiwei was very wronged, immediately slammed the medicine cup on the table, turned her head and left.

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It was night, the moonlight was cold, and the snow outside the door was extraordinarily bright. Ning Qingqing was sitting alone in Qixia Pavilion, without a lamp.

The Spring Festival Gala looked at the master resting his chin for a while, and then said: "Madam, it is better to rest earlier after sitting like this. It is cold at night, and the ground is always cold."

Thinking lightly of all the bad things that happened recently, she was listless, so she shook her head powerlessly and said, "I want to wait for him." After waiting for a while, he finally felt that the ground was cold, so he also took off his clothes and half-lyed on the couch.

At first she didn't want to sleep, but because she was exhausted physically and mentally, she fell asleep unknowingly after touching the pillow.

After a while, the Spring Festival Gala put down the tent, walked out, and told the maids in the outer hall to leave the rest of the night watch to rest.

The lanterns under the eaves were dim, and the wind began to blow. After the snow fell, the air was extremely cold. The Spring Festival Gala couldn't help wrapping up clothes. When the door was about to close, I saw a person standing in the white snow in the garden outside.

The man was tall and wearing a big cloak, and he had a bad feeling about the Spring Festival Gala.

How does this person feel...

Suddenly, a soft sentence came from my ear, "Miss Spring Festival Gala, Madam is asleep?"

She turned around immediately and saw that Fuquan was holding an extinguished lantern in his hand.

"Already asleep."

"That's good, you tell people to prepare hot water—"

The Spring Festival Gala was puzzled, just now when he looked at the figure standing with his hands behind his back in the snow, he suddenly realized, and hurriedly nodded, "The prince is back, right?"

Without waiting for Fuquan to answer, she hurriedly said: "Young servant, let's go immediately—"

"Go." Fuquan waved his whisk and walked into the snow.

The prince has been back for a while, and since he heard that his wife had just laid down, he didn't want to disturb her rest, so he has been waiting here.

Xiao Zijun was also exhausted all day, and he returned to his room to rest after taking a hot bath.

In front of the bed, he lifted the curtain to look at him, he was a little tired from sleeping lightly tonight, his brows were furrowed, as if in pain.

Thinking about what happened today, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her, he bowed his head and kissed her forehead, before pulling off another quilt.Just seeing that girl sleeping in the middle, I moved her in.

After moving in, Ning turned over lightly, still occupying most of the bed.

Suddenly, she uttered a dream: "Why don't you believe me..."

Xiao Zijun knew that she was sad about being misunderstood by Princess Wuwei today, so she couldn't help feeling distressed, and said softly: "Silly girl, no matter what, I will believe you. Luo You has asked me to apologize to you."

He reluctantly rested on the edge of the couch facing outside, and the inner couch was silent for a while.

After a while, I heard a rustling sound, and before turning my head, a cool hand stretched out.

(End of this chapter)