The female supporting role turns over: the prince regent's favorite

Chapter 693 Gu is a cripple!

Gu Changgeng hugged her tightly in his arms excitedly, resting his chin on Lin Qingqian's shoulder, and solemnly said word by word: "Qingqian, I will marry you gracefully! I will treat you well for the rest of my life. of!"

Lin Qingqian smiled shyly, "...um."

The next day.

Tonight is the New Year's Eve in the General's Mansion, so Gu Changgeng ordered someone to take Qin Ziyi out of the palace, and Duan Fei also came to the General's Mansion to have a reunion dinner together.

"Miss, your Majesty is here."

Lin Qingqian put down what she was busy with, and turned her head to look. As expected, it was Zhishu who came over with Qin Ziyi in his arms, blessed her body, and said, "My maidservant has seen Miss San."

"Zhishu, there is no need to be polite, get up quickly, and let me see your majesty."

"Yes, Miss San."

Zhishu handed Qin Ziyi in his arms to Lin Qingqian to hold her. Qin Ziyi smiled when he saw Lin Qingqian, grabbed her clothes with his hands, and made a babbling sound.

Lin Qingqian teased Qin Ziyi for a while, and seeing that his face turned pale, she asked a little worriedly: "Your Majesty, is your body unwell recently?"

Zhishu nodded, "That's right, your Majesty has always been weak and sick. He had a high fever two days ago, and he didn't drink much milk in the past two days. However, the imperial doctor has seen him, and His Majesty has also taken medicine. Now he is fine. "

Lin Qingqian held Qin Ziyi's little hand distressedly, knowing that Qin Ziyi was congenitally weak and sickly, and there was nothing he could do about it.

She thought about discussing it with Gu Changgeng, and if it didn't work out, she let Qin Ziyi live in the General's Mansion, and it would be better to have Feng Qingyang by her side to take care of him.

After teasing Qin Ziyi for a while, Chunxia came, and said: "Miss, General Duan and the others are all here, and the meals in the front hall are also ready. The prince asked the servants to come and invite you to take your majesty there."

Lin Qingqian nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take your Majesty there right now."

In the front hall, Gu Changgeng was talking to Duan Fei and Feng Qingyang, she walked over, "General Duan, Grandpa Feng."

Duan Fei raised his eyebrows and jokingly said: "Qingqian, there is something I wanted to mention to you a long time ago."

"General Duan, please tell me, what is it?"

"You and Chang Geng are about to get married, why do you call me General Duan like this, are you going to follow Chang Geng and call me Uncle Duan?"

Feng Qingyang smiled and echoed: "That's right, just now we talked about the marriage between you and Chang Geng, we two are considered your elders, we are in charge of this marriage for you! The marriage date is set to be in the spring of March! "

Lin Qingqian smiled embarrassedly, "Yes, Uncle Duan, Grandpa Feng."

Duan Fei and Feng Qingyang looked at each other and smiled.

Gu Changgeng pulled Lin Qingqian to sit down beside her, and she handed Qin Ziyi, who was in her arms, to Zhishu, and met Gu Changgeng's eyes, her cheeks were slightly red, and she shyly pursed her lips into a smile.

After the meal, Feng Qingyang said wittily: "Um... General Duan, we haven't had a drink together for a long time, and tonight we will go to the old man's yard, and let's drink together to watch the New Year! How about it?"

"Of course it is good, Pavilion Master Feng, please! We must have a drink tonight!"

"Hahaha, success! The old man will definitely take out all the good wines in his collection, and have a good drink with General Duan!"

After Feng Qingyang and Duan Fei left, Lin Qingqian took the pre-prepared winning money and distributed it to Han Yue, Chun Xia Qiu Dong and the others, as if they had gone to watch the new year, so she and Gu Changgeng went back to the wing first.

Firecrackers blared outside the window, and it was very lively. In the room, Lin Qingqian made Qin Ziyi in her arms giggle, and Gu Changgeng looked at her from the opposite side with a doting face.

Later, Qin Ziyi was sleepy, Lin Qingqian handed him over to the Zhishu and took him to the guest room to rest.

Gu Changgeng poured her a cup of hot tea, "Have a cup of hot tea."

Lin Qingqian smiled openly, nodded, and took a sip. Thinking of the plan just now, she said to Gu Changgeng: "Brother Changgeng, you see, your Majesty was born with a weak and sickly body. Don't you bring His Majesty to live in the General's Mansion? After this day, Grandpa Feng can help him take care of his body, and I can see him often, do you agree?"

Gu Changgeng said softly: "Listen to you, in two days I will order someone to clean up the courtyard next door, and let your majesty, nanny Zhishu and others live in."

"Well, this is naturally the best... I'm afraid that the ministers of the court will arrange for you to coerce the emperor to order the princes." Lin Qingqian looked a little helpless, she had heard a lot of gossip about Gu Changgeng recently.

Gu Changgeng didn't take it seriously, "Let's go with what they say, there won't be any troubles left or right, so you don't have to worry about it, besides..."

Lin Qingqian raised her eyes to look at him, and asked puzzledly: "What's more?"

Gu Changgeng smiled, "We are married and have a child. Your Majesty lives in the General's Mansion. In the future, the two of us can have a playmate."

Lin Qingqian's face turned red, and she glared at him coquettishly, "Brother Chang Geng! What nonsense are you talking about, this thing hasn't even been written off yet, it's still far away..."

Gu Changgeng took Lin Qingqian's hand, and pressed a light kiss on the back of his hand, "I will be a good husband and a good father."

Lin Qingqian blushed, didn't say anything, and let him go, but she was really looking forward to the little life that belonged to two people.

A month later.

West Chu Kingdom, East Palace.

Murong Jing's face was gloomy. He pulled out the sword and held it in his hand, but he couldn't stop trembling slightly. The more he wanted to hold the hilt tightly, but he couldn't exert any strength in his hand. With a "bang", the sword fell on the ground.

Glancing at the sword that fell on the ground, he stared at his right hand.

Or not!

Still can't use any strength, can't even hold a sword!

I don't know how long I stared at my right hand, a few court ladies came in with meals, blessed their bodies and saluted, and said: "His Royal Highness, it's time for dinner."

Murong Jing put away his thoughts, his voice was slightly cold, "Let's put it down."

"Yes, His Royal Highness."

Murong Jing cleaned his hands, went to the table and sat down to eat, when he picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, his right hand couldn't help trembling, and the vegetables he picked up fell on the table.

Murong Jing froze his body, staring at his right hand with cold eyes.

Xiaoyue said anxiously: "His Royal Highness, the servants will serve you meals."

As soon as the words fell, Murong Jing stared at her sullenly as if he had been stimulated by something, and said coldly: "You don't need to remind Gu that he is already a cripple! He can't even hold a pair of chopsticks steadily!"

Xiaoyue knelt down with a "plop", and said in fear: "His Royal Highness, this servant has absolutely no intention of doing this, servant... this servant knows that I was wrong, please forgive me..."

Murong Jing lifted the table with his hands, and said angrily, "Get out! Get out of here! Get out! Get out!"

Murong Jing smashed things, and the maids and eunuchs trembled in fright, knelt on the ground, and shouted in fear: "His Royal Highness, please calm down, Your Highness, please calm down..."

After two quarters of an hour, the Empress Yun who heard the news came in and saw Murong Jing who was throwing things like crazy, she shouted sharply: "Jing'er! What are you doing! Why don't you hurry up and stop me?" !"

Murong Jing stopped frantically smashing things, his eyes were scarlet, his body went limp, and he fell directly to the ground.

Yun Shi hurried over to help him, and seeing his palms were bloody and bloody, she said anxiously: "What are you waiting for! Hurry up and call the imperial physician!"

"Yes, the Queen Mother."

The maid hurriedly ran out.

Yun looked at the decadent Murong Jing distressedly, "Jing Er, why are you doing this?"

The corner of Murong Jing's mouth curled into a self-deprecating arc, staring at his right hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mother, I'm a cripple, a cripple who can't even hold a pair of chopsticks..."

(End of this chapter)