Jin Boliang: Concubine Mei does not accept joy

Chapter 40
All the officials immediately understood that the old man was the dead Prime Minister You, and he was drenched in cold sweat for a moment.

Because of this farce, the crown prince's full moon banquet dispersed early, and all the officials left.

Zi Yun stood up from Luo Yiming's lap, her smiling eyes suddenly became calm, and said coldly: "Luo Yiming, I've finished the play with you, let me go."

After speaking, he shook his hand and turned to leave.

Luo Yiming sat obliquely in the chair, with a smile on his face.

On a summer night, with a slight cool breeze and a slightly moist earthy fragrance, Ziyun sent away the little maid and walked on the path alone. A pair of embroidered shoes had been put on her bare jade feet, but the ankles were not removed. The silver bell, Lingling followed Ziyun's lotus steps and made a pleasant crisp sound.

Looking at the crescent moon in the sky, Zi Yun was full of doubts about the banquet.

Why did Luo Yiming ask her to act in this scene?
That Prime Minister You was really beaten to death by him?

Sighing lightly, Zi Yun laughed at himself, thinking so much why, as long as Brother Yao is rescued now, other things have nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, a pair of white and slender hands protruded from the dark forest, pulled Zi Yun in, and covered her mouth with the other hand.

Burying his head into her hair, smelling the faint lotus fragrance on her body, the man felt an unprecedented sense of security.

Zi Yun was startled, and struggled hurriedly, wanting to break free from the man's shackles, but the man didn't move at all, instead he tightened his embrace even more, as if he wanted to rub her into his own flesh and blood,

"Yun'er..." There was a call full of longing, and the voice trembled uncontrollably.

Hearing this, Zi Yun couldn't help but stop struggling. The voice was too familiar, and there was an indescribable bond between them. This man was her husband-in-law for a day, a husband who was used by her.

"Master Ke?" Zi Yun called softly, with doubts in his words.

"Yun'er still remembers me." Ke Qinghong let go of Zi Yun, with a beautiful smile on his face.

Ziyun smiled lightly, she felt guilty for this beautiful woman-like man in front of her, she would never forget how brilliant and moving the smile in the corner of his eyes was when she agreed to marry him that day, and she would never forget the cup he drank How resolute it is when drinking with drugs.

But now hearing his extremely bitter "Yun'er still remembers me", Zi Yun's heart was slightly rippling, her eyebrows were lowered, and her slender and thick eyelashes blocked the guilt in her eyes: "I'm sorry... "

Hearing this, Ke Qinghong made a bitter smile: "I am your husband, there is no apology between us, I did it voluntarily."

Raising her eyes instantly, Zi Yun's eyes were full of surprise: "You, know everything?"

Qing Hong said nothing, just smiled faintly at Zi Yun.

Chongde Hall, a hidden place, two figures are hidden in the dark, one is tall, the other is a woman with a big belly.

"Rong'er, how are things going?"

"Dad, don't worry, my daughter has already sent a deed to go. Once the opportunity is found, any prince will die in the end."

Then there was a burst of triumphant laughter from the man.

On the path, Empress Ning came out of the Chongde Hall in a hurry. She came to find the relics of her mother who accidentally dropped it, but she couldn't help but lose the time. Cen'er should miss her, and hurried forward. Suddenly heard a burst of laughter, Ning Qin'er looked puzzled, but didn't care.

"Rong'er, this must be done. If it fails, Daddy's plan will come to naught." Zhen Ling had a warning in his words, "Also, who knows if you are not the emperor's flesh and blood?"

"Nobody knows except Qie."

Concubine Rong's child isn't the emperor's?
Ning Qin'er couldn't help opening her eyes wide when she heard the words, and let out a soft breath, but she hurriedly covered her mouth but it was already a step too late.

Hearing Ning Qin'er's exclamation, Zhen Ling in the dark suddenly shouted: "Who?"

Turning out of the dark place, only a piece of light yellow skirt slipped by.

Concubine Rong walked slowly to Zhen Ling's side and followed his line of sight lightly, but only saw a piece of darkness. Begonias beside the path were swaying in the cool night wind, like dancing beauties, graceful and graceful. Swinging the waist, the faint fragrance drifts with the night wind, sweet and greasy.

"Father, who is it?" Concubine Rong asked, her words were full of anxiety.

"I don't know." Turning around to look at Concubine Rong, she stepped on an unknown object. Looking down, a silver bracelet shone faintly in the cold moonlight. She squatted down to pick it up. The silver bracelet was carved very carefully. It is made by a skilled craftsman, and the lotus flower on it is so lifelike that it seems to be about to come out.

Concubine Rong stared at the silver bracelet in Zhen Ling's hand and frowned slightly. She seemed to have seen this silver bracelet before.

Luo Wuhen held Ning Qin'er in his arms and rushed to Fengqin Hall, seeing the panic on Qin'er's face, Wuhen frowned, and asked softly: "Qin'er, how are you?"

"It's okay." When she broke free from Wuhen's arms, Qin'er suddenly felt her face was on fire, hurriedly lowered her head, and said in a panic, "Wuhen, why are you here?"

Seeing Qin'er leave his embrace, Wuhen smiled shyly: "Actually, I've always been here."

"Qin'er." Wuhen clasped Qin'er's shoulders with both hands, with a hot light in his eyes, "Qin'er, come with me."

Hearing this, Ning Qin'er suddenly had an indescribable feeling in her heart: "Going with you?" she whispered subconsciously, as if she was asking Wuhen and herself.

How long has she waited for this sentence? Since she was a child, she has been expecting him to say it to herself, even if it was just to comfort and deceive her, but no, until she left and married Luo Yiming, she did not wait for him of this sentence.

But now, when she gave birth to another man's child and became another man's, he actually told her, Ning Qin'er smiled self-deprecatingly, and looked up at Luo Wuhen with eyes like ink. Looking into his eyes, there was a lot of sarcasm: "Luo Wuhen, don't you think it's ridiculous? How long have I waited for you to say this when I was young, but now, I have someone else's flesh and blood, and you actually said that you want to marry me?" I go with you?"

"Qin'er..." Seeing the mockery in Ning Qin'er's eyes, remorse gushed out of her heart like a tide, sour, she suddenly hugged Qin'er into her arms, and murmured in her ear: "Qin'er Son, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's brother Wuhen's fault, I'm too cowardly, forgive me, okay, forgive me."

Lying in Luo Wuhen's broad arms, tears slowly slipped down with Wuhen's regretful and painful words, the hands hanging on both sides slowly caressed his back hesitantly,
"Brother Wuhen, Qin'er really wants to walk with you." But Qin'er doesn't want to involve you, Qin'er doesn't want to.

Slowly pushing Luo Wuhen away, tears streaming down Qin'er's face, her hand caressed his face, her slender fingers slid down to his lips from Wuhen's eyebrows, Qin'er chuckled lightly: "Brother Wuhen's long hair You're so pretty, let Qin'er take a good look at you."

"Brother Wuhen has peach blossom eyes, so pretty." Fingers gently traced Wuhen's eyes, Qin'er suddenly felt depressed, gritted his teeth and retracted his hand, turned and stood still, "Luo Wuhen, you go Well, I won't go."

Hearing this, Luo Wuhen was taken aback, and the smile in his eyes disappeared instantly: "Qin'er? What's wrong with you? Didn't you say you want to leave with me?"

Turning around, the pain in Ning Qin'er's eyes was wiped away, and replaced by arrogance: "Luo Wuhen, aren't you too naive?"

"Now that I am the mother of a country and the mother of the crown prince, I can't enjoy all the glory and wealth. Do you think I will go with you and become that commoner couple?"

"I don't believe it." Wuhen took a few steps back weakly, feeling as if his heart was being lingering, "Then why just now? You clearly said that you would leave with me, but you still hugged me and cried, could it be all fake? .”

With a sneer, Ning Qin'er said: "People change, everything just now let me know, you and Fugui, I chose the latter. You, to me, are just the past, an unbearable past."

(End of this chapter)