Marriage Princess: The Alluring Concubine of the Evil Emperor

Chapter 443 I'll go to the Yamen to report on you

Seeing Qinghe, the veteran general was too excited to speak.

The elder lady is mostly sleeping these days and rarely wakes up.

But after Qinghe came, she opened her eyes, stared at Qinghe for a long time, breathed a sigh of relief, and showed a calm smile on her face, "Qinghe, are you here to pick me up?"

Qinghe sat down and leaned towards her forehead, her skin was very cold, it seemed that the situation was indeed not good.

"Mother, I'm back." Qinghe said softly.

"You're back?" Mrs. Yuan looked at Qinghe steadfastly, the grayness in her eyes gradually faded, and a strange light burst out, "Are you really back?"

"Yes, I'm back." Qinghe's voice was dry and hoarse, and she could hardly speak. Her disguise was limited to Li Xiangyu and Yuan Su, and she couldn't pretend to be indifferent to her in-laws.

The old lady propped herself up and sat up, cried out, took Qinghe's hand and said sadly: "Qinghe, I'm sorry for you, I couldn't keep Xuan'er, Xuan'er is gone..."

She cried very sadly, ever since she found out what happened to Xuan'er, she couldn't bear it after crying, because her heart was already desperate and she didn't have the will to survive.

Seeing Qinghe now, he remembered the pain of losing Xuan'er, and it was out of control.

No one can persuade this cry.

Qinghe supported her, and couldn't help crying, "Mother, don't be sad, Xuan'er is not dead yet, he will come back."

"Lie to me, lie to me, how can a dead person be resurrected?" the old lady cried.

"Really," Qinghe supported her, so he could only fabricate a lie, "I'm dead too, so I'm coming back too? Lord Yan said that Xuan'er and I should die, and promised to return to Yang, so we all came back. "

"Really?" The old lady stopped crying, and grabbed Qinghe's arm as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "Are you serious? Xuan'er is really not dead?"

"It's absolutely true." Qinghe nodded. Seeing the two old people like this, her heart really felt like it was broken. Only at this moment can she re-examine everything without hatred.

Li Xiangyu and Yuan Su didn't just harm her and Yuan Xuan's lives, they completely destroyed the family.

The home she worked so hard for eight years was destroyed when she died.

This pain is no less than the pain of being killed.

She also finally understood that the hard work of so many years was not only for Yuan Su, but for this family, for her son, and for these two old people who really loved her as a daughter.

This is not Yuan Su's home, this is her home.

The one that was destroyed was her home in Ning Qinghe.

The hatred rose again, and her throat was sweet. She swallowed the blood alive, clenched her fists, and tried her best to fade the scarlet from her eyes.

The old lady really believed that Xuan'er was fine, but she cried even more painfully, as if the tears that had been suppressed these days were released all at once.

In the evening, Qinghe returned to the room. All the valuable things here have been removed, most of which were ordered by her and Changchun.

Qinghe sat in front of the bed, quietly watching the fallen flowers outside, the bleak weather was getting colder and colder, and there was no heater in the house, the air seemed to carry fine ice particles, seeping into the skin bit by bit, and then into the bone marrow .

Yuan Su approached from behind, put on outer clothes for her, and said softly: "It's cold, wear more clothes."

Qinghe tightened his coat, did not look back at him, but said softly: "The flowers falling in front of this window are like this every year, it seems that they have never changed."

Yuan Su stared quietly, "Yes, it hasn't changed, it's still the same as last year."

Qinghe smiled lightly, "Really? It's a pity that it seems to be, but in fact it is no longer the flower of last year."

Yuan Su felt a pain in his heart, yes, it is no longer the falling flower of last year, everything has changed.

Fortunately, they all came back.

"Qinghe!" Yuan Su called out from behind, "Can I give you a hug?"

Qinghe turned his head and looked at him, his smile gradually deepened, "You and my husband, why can't we?"

Her smile was only on the flesh, but it didn't seep into her eyes, which were still icy cold.

Yuan Su has never been sober in his life. Because he is awake, he understands, and because he understands, he is in pain.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to hug her from behind her, but he finally slowly retracted the hand he stretched out.

He dare not, he is not worthy!

"I'm sorry!" he said softly, with infinite pain in his voice.

Qinghe remained silent, as if he hadn't heard it, his eyes were still staring at Luohua outside.

Yuan Su had many things to say in his heart, but he didn't say a single word.

It's superfluous to say anything now, he just wants to spend a good night with her, even if he just looks at her quietly like this.

How stupid you were, it's a pity you can't go back.

Qinghe leaned his head against the window, exuding a gloomy aura all over his body.

She was sitting and he was standing. This night passed extremely long and extremely short.

It wasn't until around midnight that he said softly, "Go to sleep, I'll go out for a while."

"Okay!" Qinghe replied, his voice was indifferent and emotionless.

Yuan Su took a deep look at her, then turned and went out.

He went to Li Xiangyu's room.

Naturally, Li Xiangyu couldn't sleep, and smashed everything in the house like a madman.

In her house, there was no one to serve her. The moment Qinghe stepped into the house, everyone only recognized Qinghe as the mistress.

She hated it. She thought she had taken everything away, but Ning Qinghe came back.

Anger surpassed fear, making her unable to think about why she came back, just like she was unwilling to think about why Yuan Mo'er came back.

She only has hatred, hatred, and resentment in her heart. God is unfair to her. What Ning Qinghe has, she could have. No, she already has it, but why is it different?
When Yuan Su pushed the door and came in, she rushed up like a crazy woman, slapped her head around her head, and roared: "Do you still know the way back? I thought your heart was taken away by her." Now, let me tell you, she didn't come back to get back together with you, she came back to take revenge, you just wait to be killed by her."

Yuan Su stood still and let her beat him.

The more Li Xiangyu beat her, the more she hated her, and the more she hated, the harder she beat her. At first she just cursed angrily, and then she burst into tears, "You must kill her. If she doesn't die, you and I will die."

Yuan Su, who had always been like a clay sculpture, heard this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he raised his hand and slammed it heavily on Li Xiangyu's face.

This slap was so loud that Li Xiangyu turned his head heavily to one side, almost unable to stand still.

She covered her face, her hair was disheveled over her face, she couldn't believe that Yuan Su dared to hit her.

"You hit me?" Li Xiangyu's eyes filled with fury, "What a Yuan Su, what an ungrateful white-eyed wolf, I, Li Xiangyu, have paid so much for you, yet you treat me like this today?"

She rushed over crazily, trying to hit Yuan Su, but Yuan Su grabbed her by the neck, his eyes were full of hatred, and he hated her, "You dare to attack Qinghe, I will kill you."

"Okay, okay, let's break up. I'll go to the yamen right now and confess to you that you killed Ning Qinghe. We'll die together. I'd rather die together. I don't want you two bitches together."

As Li Xiangyu spoke, he rushed out.

Yuan Su didn't chase her, but just watched her run out coldly.

Li Xiangyu went out of the yard, but she heard no footsteps behind her, she turned her head, and said in a gloomy voice, "You think I dare not?"

Yuan Su said coldly: "No, even if you don't go, I will go."

(End of this chapter)