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Ling Haoyue, Ling Haoyue again.

Wen Qingyao squeezed the quilt in her hand tightly, she hated to hear the name.

She doesn't care what queen is, what glory and wealth, she just needs to be Brother Han's wife and marry him, and she has no doubt about her affection.

Wen Mohan's special treatment of Ling Haoyue, how could Wen Qingyao not feel it, but she was always reluctant to admit it, so as soon as Wen Mohan explained, she would immediately believe it.

But the Marquis of Zhenyuan wanted to break her beautiful thoughts.

"Yao'er, that Princess Haoyue was originally an unclean body, but he still thinks about her, according to his father, if it weren't for true love, how could he be like this. "Marquis Zhenyuan continued to add a fire, the more the fire burned, the better, he just wanted to make Wen Qingyao sober up, and not let her indulge in the lies woven by Wen Mohan.

"Don't say it, don't say it......"

I only heard a bang, and the quilt in Wen Qingyao's hand was directly cracked, and the brocade was broken, just like her heart.

"Yao'er, don't lie to yourself anymore, don't you notice it at all?"

The corners of Wen Qingyao's lips oozed blood, and the fishy smell stimulated her heart. She raised her eyes and looked at the Marquis of Zhenyuan, for a long time, Fang said: "Father, I want to kill Ling Haoyue." ”

Hearing this, the Marquis of Zhenyuan's face sank: "Confused! If you had killed her a long time ago, naturally there would be nothing to do now, but now that she has been married to the six princes of Southern Qi, at this juncture, if she dies, not to mention Wen Mohan, even His Majesty will issue a thorough investigation, if you are a little careless, you will have to worry about your life." ”

Marquis Zhenyuan only felt a headache, how could his daughter be emotionally confused and say such irrational words.

"If she doesn't die, Brother Han will always think about her, how can I marry Brother Han, how can I be the queen. ”

"If she dies, Wen Mohan will always think about her, what she can't get is always the best, and if he knows that it was you, what do you think he will do to you?"

Wen Qingyao said coldly: "Then what should I do? Do you want me to endure until Ling Haoyue marries Nanqi, Brother Han obviously knows that Ling Haoyue is destined to marry the Sixth Prince, but he still can't let go, it is difficult to ensure that he will ascend the throne in the future, and he will not take the opportunity to bring Ling Haoyue back to Western Qin." ”

Once a person is emotional, what he will do, even he himself can't tell. Although Wen Qingyao didn't know how far Wen Mohan would do for Ling Haoyue, she knew that he would not let go easily.

"Yao'er, don't worry, my father will help you find a way, but this matter can't be hasty, and it needs to be considered in the long run. "Marquis Zhenyuan comforts his daughter, as long as Wen Qingyao understands it, in his opinion, everything is not a problem.

Wen Qingyao's brows furrowed, and she suddenly remembered something: "Ling Haoyue seems to be pregnant." ”

"Are you sure?" asked Zhen Yuanhou hurriedly.

Wen Qingyao nodded: "This is the result of Brother Han sending someone to find out, and the sixth prince seems to know about it." ”

Ling Haoyue is pregnant, and Qi Yan still knows that Qi Yan wants to marry Ling Haoyue as his wife, but he doesn't care at all that she is not only unchaste, but also has a child in her belly, so there is only one possibility - the child in Ling Haoyue's belly is Qi Yan.

"Yao'er, Ling Haoyue should be pregnant with Murong Yan's child, we can't touch her anymore, she is destined to marry Murong Yan. "Zhenyuan Hou Zhengse said.

"But, Dad, Brother Han, he ......" Wen Qingyao was still not at ease.

Zhenyuan Hou persuaded: "Yao'er, Dad knows your thoughts, you won't be at ease if Ling Haoyue doesn't die, it's not impossible to kill her, but you need to take a big risk, your goal is to be the queen and give birth to a concubine, for Ling Haoyue to be a princess, it's not worth taking such a big risk." ”

Wen Qingyao lowered her eyes and was silent.

"Yao'er, what we have to do now is wait, next month is the day of Ling Haoyue's marriage, Western Qin and Southern Qi are far apart, as long as she marries Southern Qi, she will rarely have a chance to come back. ”

Marquis Zhenyuan looked at Wen Qingyao's gloomy face and sighed lightly: "Yao'er, don't think so much, Dad will plan other things for you, you take care of your injuries, you can rest well." With that, he got up and left.

"Miss, you want ginseng tea. Xiutong walked in with ginseng tea, with a respectful attitude, but there was no sense of humility.

Wen Qingyao raised her eyes and looked at Xiutong, this maid was given to her by Wen Mohan, in other words, Xiutong was sent by Wen Mohan to spy on her.

"Miss, do you want to drink now?" Xiutong saw that Wen Qingyao didn't speak, and asked again.

"Take it. Wen Qingyao's tone was light.

Xiutong hurriedly presented it, but Wen Qingyao's hand reached over directly and knocked over the bowl.

"You dead girl, you want to burn me to death!" Wen Qingyao roared angrily.

Xiutong's expression froze, she had just been looking at Wen Qingyao, she could see clearly, Wen Qingyao hadn't touched the bowl at all, and she brought this ginseng tea here from the kitchen, it was already not hot, Wen Qingyao did it on purpose.

"The slave didn't dare. Xiutong thought that Wen Qingyao knew from the beginning that she was sent by Gongzi to spy on her, but she didn't do it, and she wouldn't do it at this time, it should be like she did with other maids on weekdays, she had anger in her heart and needed to vent, and she Xiutong was very unfortunate today and became Wen Qingyao's person to vent her anger.

Xiutong reacted calmly, Wen Qingyao sneered, sure enough, the person sent by Brother Han is not weak, so calm.

"Yun'er. ”

Yun'er, who had been waiting outside, heard the sound and hurriedly ran in.

"What do you command, Miss?"

There was a lot of movement inside the square, and Yun'er also heard it, so it was not strange to see Xiutong kneeling on the ground.

"Stay with Xiutong and teach her how to serve Miss Ben. Wen Qingyao said coldly while holding the broken hair around her ears.

How to teach?

Yun'er was slightly surprised, Miss is this going to punish Xiutong?

"Miss, this ......" Yun'er was puzzled, obviously Xiutong was still very embarrassed in front of Miss, Miss had never punished her, why did she have to be punished now because of a bowl of ginseng tea?

"What, what Miss Ben said doesn't work, does it?" Wen Qingyao's scrutinizing gaze fell on Yun'er, yes, it was scrutiny. Yun'er and Xiutong are her personal maids at the same time, and they are close on weekdays, and she has to suspect that these two maids are Wen Mohan's eyes.

Yun'er hurriedly shook her head: "The slave doesn't dare, but I just ask the young lady to make it clear, how do you teach her?" There is also a degree of punishment, as for what level, Yun'er really doesn't know, if she starts hard, Xiutong will inevitably hate her in the future, if it is too light, I am afraid that it will not be in line with Miss's will.

Yun'er had no choice, as long as she asked Wen Qingyao.

Wen Qingyao raised her eyebrows and skimmed Xiutong, Xiutong knelt on the ground in a formal manner, but looking at the expression of her face that did not change and her heart did not beat, she was not afraid of her at all. Just as Wen Mohan was determined, she must believe him.

"Since she can't hold the bowl well, then use the top of her head, fill the bowl with water, put it on her head, for an hour, the bowl can't fall, and the water in the bowl can't spill a drop, drop it once 20 times, and start again. ”

Yun'er was shocked when she heard this, such a shady method, she had only heard it said in the past, but she had never seen it with her own eyes, but now Miss wants to use this method on Xiutong. Yun'er couldn't help but look at Xiutong, although Xiutong fell to the young lady later, but she did things steadily in the past few days and won the trust of the young lady, why did she have to go through this now.

"Miss, the slave was given to you by the child. Xiutong said word by word.

Wen Qingyao sneered: "You don't use Brother Han to promote you, you are just a maid, since Brother Han gave you to Miss Ben, then it is up to Miss Ben to be beaten or punished, you think he will blame Miss Ben for this." ”

Xiutong realized that Miss Today was deliberately looking for her fault, and she was going to punish herself from beginning to end, so it was useless to say more. Although she Xiutong is a maid, she is not a person who can't be carried clearly, and she still has this backbone.

"The slave knows her mistake, please punish the young lady. Xiutong's tone was still calm, as if for a moment she was not going to be punished, but rewarded.

As everyone knows, the more calm Xiutong is, it reminds Wen Qingyao of Ling Haoyue, Ling Haoyue is very indifferent and not surprised, even if she has set up a game at the palace banquet, but Ling Haoyue still calmly broke the situation and pulled her into the water.

Wen Qingyao's face suddenly became gloomy: "I'm still not convinced! Yun'er, palm your mouth!"

Yun'er's face was embarrassed, but seeing that Wen Qingyao was really angry, she didn't dare to disobey her order: "Xiutong, don't blame me." ”

Syllable!

I saw that Xiutong's face suddenly had five finger red marks.

Yun'er looked at Wen Qingyao, she didn't dare to release the water with this slap, she only used enough strength.

Looking at Xiutong's slightly swollen face, but her expression was as calm as ever, Wen Qingyao only felt a fire in her heart.

"If you fight again, I won't stop if I don't shout. ”

Yun'er had no choice but to raise her slap and continue to beat, Xiutong's face became more and more swollen, her hands were numb, I don't know how long it took before Wen Qingyao shouted to stop.

Xiutong's originally delicate face was already red and swollen, and finally Wen Qingyao could no longer see her calm look, and she could still see her expression in an unsightly face.

"Xiutong, do you know where you are wrong?" Wen Qingyao's cool voice remembered above.

Xiutong knelt on the ground and replied with difficulty: "The slave is humble. When I spoke, I felt that my face was torn painfully, and my mouth was already full of blood.

Wen Qingyao sneered, counted her as interesting, and waved her hand: "Yun'er, take her down to the top bowl, if you dare to release water, even you will be punished." ”

"Yes. Yun'er had no choice but to respond. Today's young lady seems to be particularly brutal, Xiutong is already like this, and she has to top the bowl, if the wound on her face is not medicated in time, I am afraid that it will leave traces.