Marriage Princess: The Alluring Concubine of the Evil Emperor

Chapter 182 A Letter from Home

Only then did the old man sit down obediently, "They all say that Qinghe is dead, isn't that absurd? They lied to my old man and hoped that I would die soon. None of them are good things."

Gao Lingfeng said strangely: "Dead? How is this possible? Impossible."

"Isn't it?" The old man nodded in satisfaction, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Gao Lingfeng with a child's expression, "Look, that girl is not a person who is unlucky, when will she come back? Remember to let her come when she comes back see me."

Gao Lingfeng said: "Don't call me, she will come by herself. Who is she most concerned about? Isn't it your old man? No, I just received her Feige letter today, asking me to come over for your old man As for acupuncture and moxibustion, it is said that the wind is blowing now, and you may have leg pain again, so how dare I delay? It will come soon."

"Really? Hurry up and show me." The old man asked quickly.

"Hey, I didn't know you wanted to see it. I didn't bring it with me. How about it? Anyway, the acupuncture will take several days. How about bringing it here for you tomorrow?" Gao Lingfeng said.

"Okay, okay, remember to bring it here tomorrow." The old man looked at him anxiously.

Gao Lingfeng smiled, "Okay, you wait, I'll bring it to you tomorrow, anyway, I haven't replied to her yet, why don't you write a letter to her from Feige tomorrow?"

"Okay!" The old man's eyes were round and round, "I'll write to her, and you can pass it on for me, and see if she can reply to me."

"I'll definitely be back." Gao Lingfeng turned his head and shouted at Ning Jing, "Hurry up, order someone to fetch pens and ink, my old man wants to write a letter."

Ning Jing came back to his senses, answered twice, and went in with the servant.

The old man held a pen in his hand and didn't put it down for a long time. Later, Ning Jing urged him to write a few words, "Grandfather misses you, come back soon."

After writing, my eyes were wet.

He turned his head away, asked Gao Lingfeng to put it away, and said: "Remember, Feige pass the letter to her!"

"Definitely." Gao Lingfeng put it away carefully, "Okay, business is done, shouldn't we go to acupuncture?"

The old man stared at him blankly, poked his wrist, and told Du: "You must remember to send it to her."

"Don't worry, it will be sent."

The old man looked at him, with his dry lips half-opened and half-closed, a look of sadness appeared in his eyes, and he grabbed his wrist, "Will she really receive it? Is she really not dead?"

Gao Lingfeng was taken aback, why did the old man suddenly wake up?However, the smile on his face still didn't hold back, and he laughed even harder, "It's so good, how could it die?"

The old man wanted to say something, but in the end, he just looked at Gao Lingfeng fixedly, didn't say anything, and stood up slowly, "Acupuncture, this old cold leg has been hurting for a long time."

After the acupuncture and moxibustion, Gao Lingfeng left the Hou's mansion. When he left, he stood under the threshold, staring at the backs of Gao Lingfeng and Ning Jing. He wanted to ask but dared not ask. He looked pitiful. Boy, I couldn't help but moisten the corners of my eyes.

"Hey, subconsciously, he actually believed Qinghe's departure, but he was lying to himself, and he also needed others to lie to him with him." Ning Jing sighed.

"The loss of a child in old age is already extremely painful in the world. He loves sister Qinghe so much, how can he accept it?" Gao Lingfeng said silently.

"What are you going to do tomorrow? Where can I get him a copy of Qinghe's Flying Pigeon Letter?" Ning Jing got on his horse, with sad eyes, "He can read Qinghe's handwriting."

Gao Lingfeng said: "I already have a solution, you go back first, I will go to the palace at night."

Ning Jing shook his head, "You don't want to find Princess Yili, do you? She can't be Qinghe, don't be stupid."

"Remember Qinghe's sister's will? She believed in Yuan Su so much before she was alive, how could she leave a will? That will is forged."

"Impossible, how could the forgery be able to forge Qinghe's handwriting? Yuan Su should have recognized it at a glance." Ning Jing grabbed the rein, "Let's keep it a secret for a couple of days, if there is really no other way, then tell him the truth."

"Can't be coaxed, how can such a shrewd old man be able to coax him?" Gao Lingfeng also got on his horse, "Okay, you go back first, I have my own measure." After finishing speaking, he rode away.

Gao Lingfeng entered the palace all the way, his thoughts disturbed.

According to what he knew about Sister Qinghe, she would never leave such a will, and if she really did, she would definitely tell him that there was never any secret between them.

And if the will was not left by Sister Qinghe before, it must have been forged later, so that Yuan Su could not tell the authenticity, proving that either Princess Yili was Sister Qinghe, or someone copied her handwriting .

His request is not too much, just a letter to comfort the old man's heart.

Su and the palace.

After listening to Gao Lingfeng's request, Qinghe was silent for a while, and said, "Come tomorrow, I'll let someone copy it."

After hearing this, Gao Lingfeng looked at her silently, and after a while, he said, "Why don't the princess give it to the humble minister now?"

"Master Gao," Qinghe sighed slightly, "don't be aggressive."

Gao Lingfeng stood up, "Okay, since the princess said so, I will come back tomorrow."

Qinghe nodded, stood up and saw him off with a silent expression.

Gao Lingfeng took two steps, and then looked back at her, "The old man wrote a letter today, saying that he asked me to send a letter to Princess Qinghe who sent Princess Caiyue to Beimo. Do you want the princess to read it?"

Qinghe raised his head, without moving his expression, "Lord Gao, put it down."

Gao Lingfeng took out the folded heart from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Qinghe. Qinghe took it and put it in his sleeve pocket without looking at it, "Master Gao, please."

Gao Lingfeng turned around, and didn't know whether he was talking to himself or to Qinghe, "He still doesn't believe that his granddaughter is dead, I've never seen him like this, such an old man, he loses his temper all day long, obviously sad , Want to cry but dare not cry, how can it not be sad that an old hero who has been on the battlefield all his life has to suffer such great pain in his later years?"

Qinghe lowered his head and didn't say a word.When Gao Lingfeng was far away, she took out the letter from her sleeve pocket, and those words pierced her heart like sharp knives.

She stood still, letting the fresh north wind mess up her hair, making her face painful. She subconsciously reached out to touch it, only to find that her face was stained with tears.

Grandfather, that old man who was extremely strong all his life, that old man who loved her all his life, what has become of him because of her death?

Qinghe, you are really unfilial, really unfilial.

Yuan Su, Li Xiangyu, how can I let you go?How can I not cut you into pieces?

"Princess, it's windy, let's go back." Cai Ling stood behind her without knowing when.

Qinghe turned around and went in, turned around, and asked again: "Is the mother and concubine still making trouble?"

"Stop making trouble, but what you said hurt people, saying that the princess disobeyed her." Cai Ling shook her head, she didn't know that Su Guipin was really about to die.

"I don't care about her, it's the emperor's grandmother's order anyway, she just copied Buddhist scriptures." Qinghe didn't care if she made trouble or not.

"Do you want the princess to meet her?" Cai Ling asked.

Qinghe shook his head, "No."

Cai Ling hesitated for a moment, "But, she keeps clamoring to see you."

Qinghe frowned, "She was just confined in Suhe Palace, if she wants to see me, she can come to me."

Cai Ling smiled, "Your concubine said, you are a daughter, you should go see her."

(End of this chapter)