Marriage Princess: The Alluring Concubine of the Evil Emperor

Chapter 341

Qinghe said sadly: "I know, that's why I helped Su Ling get the nursery, and then found a position of supervisor, and he can go out of the palace at will."

"Your grandfather, let him know, otherwise, you won't be able to survive the year." The empress dowager sighed.

When Qinghe thought of his grandfather, his heart ached, sharply.

Xuan'er walked out under the guidance of Aunt Gui, and walked in front of Qinghe, "Mother, I want to go and see my grandfather."

Qinghe felt uncomfortable, Xuan'er used to love to visit his grandfather because he had a cute mouth and made the old man happy, since she died, Xuan'er never went there.

The grandfather didn't let him go even though he thought about it, because although the grandfather pretended to be confused, he knew in his heart that his granddaughter Qinghe was dead.

Her grandfather's health was already very poor, and she knew from Gao Lingfeng's mouth that, just as the old ancestor said, he was sick from grief.

She hugged Xuan'er and said with a choked voice: "Okay, we will go out of the palace tomorrow to visit the grandpa."

"Mother, Grandfather likes to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made the most, you can make some and bring them over tomorrow." Xuan'er said earnestly.

The empress dowager laughed loudly, "Is it your grandfather who likes it or your little greedy cat? Every day, I pester Agui to make him sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and I also specify that it should be sweeter and greasy. If it is not for fear that you will spoil it For the teeth, Agui will do it for him every day."

Qinghe also laughed, and scratched Xuan'er's nose. Even though he is such a sensible child, he is only less than seven years old, and he still has a serious heart.

It's just that my grandfather really loves sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, or in other words, sweets.

He always said that after drinking too much medicine, his mouth is always dull and tasteless. Have a sweet tooth.

After Qinghe returned, he asked Cailing to teach her how to make colorful Lantern Festival.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake she made was not as delicious as Cailing, but she insisted on making it by herself.

As the empress dowager said, perhaps she should let the elderly know that she is still alive.

Early the next morning, she woke up.

After working in the small kitchen for an hour, I finished the colorful Lantern Festival. I will not cook it yet, and I will order it to be cooked when I arrive at the Hou Mansion.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was steamed and placed in a food box. It took half an hour to go out of the palace to the Hou's mansion, and the food box could keep warm.

Before leaving, she specially asked Cai Ling to pick some sweet-scented osmanthus flowers and sprinkle them on the edge of the plate. After the food box was covered, the scent of the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers would be fragrant as soon as it was evaporated by the heat.

After preparing everything, Qinghe sat in front of the dressing table, still feeling very hesitant.

In fact, she wants to tell her family more than anyone else that she is still alive.

Because when they suffer, she suffers, even thousands of times.

But so what?She is a princess now, not the Qinghe of the past, and she bears the hatred of killing her son. This hatred cannot be appeased by killing Yuan Su and Li Xiangyu.

However, if you think about it on a deeper level, even if Yuan Su's reputation is ruined and Li Xiangyu dies, will her hatred stop?

Is it worth her losing the heartache and health of her family?
"Princess, what are you thinking?" Seeing her sad expression, Cai Ling stepped forward and asked softly.

Qinghe looked up at Cailing, she said softly: "Cailing, do you think I should tell my grandfather?"

Cai Ling pondered for a moment, and said: "Ning Guohou has a hot temper, if he knows, maybe he can't control the situation."

"I know this, so I dare not say it lightly."

Cai Ling said: "Princess's embarrassment, servants all know, but, Ning Guohou's health is not good, I'm afraid it's mostly caused by self-defeating, if he knows that his granddaughter is still alive, it will give him a lot of strength."

Qinghe said: "Yes, but I can't control the consequences."

Cai Ling suggested: "Why don't the princess create a white lie?"

Qinghe looked at Cailing suspiciously, "A white lie?"

Cai Ling whispered a few words in Qing He's ear, and Qing He's brows gradually opened. After Cai Ling finished speaking, Qing He was overjoyed, "Cai Ling, you still have a clear heart."

"The princess is smart, but she is trapped in it, so her thoughts are trapped. If she can let go of her thoughts, she might be able to think of a better strategy than the slave girl's method. I don't know if Ning Guohou will win the trust of the slave girl's statement."

Qinghe said: "Even if he has doubts in his heart, he won't say it outside, because he cares about me."

When Qinghe said this, his voice was a little choked up. Yes, grandfather cared about her, so he would be careful about everything that was directly related to her.

I would rather believe it or not!

Cai Ling said: "In that case, princess, let's go."

"Okay, help Xuan'er bring a cotton coat." Qinghe said.

"It's already ready."

The Marquis of Ningguo was notified early in the morning that Princess Yili would bring Xuan'er to visit.The female relatives of Ningguohou's Mansion are all busy.

(I made a typo before and wrote that Wang and Hu are Qinghe's sister-in-laws. Correct me here, they are aunts, not sister-in-laws.)
Wang especially loves Qinghe the most. Hearing that Xuan'er is coming, and when he was in Yuan Mansion, he saw Princess Yili standing up for Qinghe, so he respected this charming guest even more in his heart. Early in the morning, he directed Make those servants spin like a top.

But Ning Guohou himself didn't care too much, and even said to Wang: "I'm not in good health, so I won't see Xuan'er, and I can't stand his fuss."

Wang knows that he misses Xuan'er in his heart, but he is afraid of seeing Xuan'er, but he feels uncomfortable because he can't see the person holding Xuan'er.

She comforted: "Father, it's rare for Xuan'er to come here once. If you don't see me, wouldn't it make the child unhappy? He likes playing with the grandpa the most."

The old lady also said: "Yeah, I really like playing with you, let's see you, it's not a solution if you lie here all the time, and Qinghe won't come back even if you lie down."

The old man stared, "What do you know? Who said Qinghe won't come back? Didn't Gao Lingfeng send a letter? Said that Qinghe was just out and would always come back."

The old lady said: "The letter must be fake, just comfort us two elders, do you really believe it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I will never mistake that handwriting."

"Can't the handwriting be forged? Our Qinghe's handwriting is the most regular and the best to imitate. It's okay, you understand it in your heart, it's just that you don't want to accept it. I just don't like to see you so sad. It's been a few months. If you still look like this, if you lie down again, you will really leave me alone." The old lady began to cry as she spoke.

The old man was upset and said angrily: "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet, you can cry when I die, get out, get out, and see no one."

The old lady wept and said, "You really want to force yourself to death."

Wang's heart was also very sad. Originally, she wanted the old man to face the reality, but now it seems that forcing him to admit that Qinghe has gone would hurt him even more, so he said to the old lady: "Mother, It's fine, if father doesn't want to see you, just don't see him, if you want to see him, come out with us, that's fine."

The old lady was thinking about this precious grandson, and said: "He's gone, I'll see you, this child is so pitiful, he lost his mother after urinating, hey, just thinking about it makes my heart ache."

Hearing this, the old man was furious, picked up the pillow with one hand and threw it out, "Get out, get out, you're talking nonsense."

(End of this chapter)