Leng Qinghuan protected her lower abdomen out of the protection of her mother's love, her spine was tense, and she looked at Murong Qi vigilantly, like a fried little hen.

"Lord Qi, I don't know, what kind of mentality you are basing on when you say such things. Maybe it's for my good, or maybe the presence of this child will make you lose face and even be talked about.

But I can tell you very clearly, since I have decided to keep this child, then he is my life, and no one is allowed to hurt him in the slightest.

Don't worry, as long as you let me go, I will naturally give the child a reasonable identity. Perhaps, I will choose to go away for a while and wait for the birth of my child before returning to Beijing, or maybe, never come back. All in all, it won't cause any damage to your Qi Wangye's face.

So, please don't hit this kid's idea. ”

Murong Qi's hand holding the reins of the horse tightened, his bones were a little white, and he struggled for a moment in his eyes, but he still didn't say the words in his heart: "Is he worthy of you doing this?" For him, you ruined your reputation, and you had to ride into the happiness of the rest of your life. ”

Leng Qinghuan knew in his heart who he meant by "he". Why does he always like to touch on this sensitive topic lately?

She looked at Murong Qi seriously and looked into his eyes bravely: "It has nothing to do with that person." The reason why I want to give birth to this child is because he has half of my blood and bones, and he is the life that I am very close to in this world, and worthy of my love.

If, in the future, I am lucky enough to meet someone who says he likes me, he must be able to accept this child from the bottom of his heart. Because, he represents an imperfect me. Otherwise, I will never marry. ”

"That'...... What about him? Isn't he willing to be responsible? ”

Leng Qinghuan's eyes darkened, lowered his eyelids, and his thick eyelashes covered the gloom and coolness at the bottom of his eyes.

"Is it okay not to mention him?"

Murong Qi had been nervously waiting for the answer she wanted, and seeing that her face was not good, he didn't ask anymore, and pretended to be an understatement: "I'm just casually suggesting, it's up to you to listen or not." ”

Leng Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief at this time, the two walked slowly, and no one spoke anymore, and the atmosphere was a little delicate for a while.

The man next to him has a long and jade body, and his bearing is extraordinary, and when he walks on the street, he is like a dazzling pearl, attracting many people to secretly admire.

From the beginning of the incompatibility, to now the two can speak calmly, and they have the most basic trust and help like friends. There are also all kinds of experiences that have been experienced together, and Murong Qi's image has gradually changed in her heart.

This man is not only excellent, but under his cold and arrogant appearance, what is hidden is a love and righteousness, a fiery heart, as well as occasional shyness, childish awkwardness, in the words of his brother, he is really a rare lover in the world.

It's a pity that he is destined to be inseparable from him after all, and he is destined to miss out. What he likes is Leng Qinglang, and he is no longer perfect. There will come a time when you have to leave, and then you will drift away.

As I walked, I felt aggrieved.

The man who took advantage of the danger of others, ate and wiped clean, lifted his pants and ran, don't let me know who you are! Otherwise, I will dig your ancestral grave. The happiness of my mother's life is explained like this.

The news that Aunt Jin was assigned was sent back to the Qiwang Mansion one step ahead of the two.

Leng Qinglang has been pretending to be sick, so he didn't go to Dali Temple to hear the trial, and when he heard the bad news, he was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned.

She was looking forward to the outcome of the trial with joy, hoping that Leng Qinghuan could be implicated in this, and was angry with Murong Qi, so she sent someone to Dali Temple to inquire about the news, who knew that she would wait for such a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

For a while, the six gods had no master, and they sat on the ground, and it took a while to react and cry.

The Jin family is her biggest reliance, if the Jin family is no longer in the Prime Minister's Mansion, what else will she do to fight Leng Qinghuan? Also, will this matter implicate you? What would Murong Qi think of her? What to do?

Zhiqiu was on the side, bowing his head and not saying a word.

Zhao's mother stepped forward to support her: "Now that the matter has happened, madam, it's useless for you to cry." The prince is about to return home, and your top priority is to think about how to deal with it. Think about it, stay in Qingshan without worrying about no firewood, as long as you can stabilize your position in front of the prince, Aunt Jin will have the possibility of returning to Beijing. ”

Zhao's mother's reminder made Leng Qinglang suddenly wake up: "Yes, auntie, she hasn't left yet, if I beg the prince well, will the prince be gracious?" ”

"The old slave doesn't know what the matter is, so he can't say it well."

Because Leng Qinglang couldn't believe her, Zhao Ma didn't know the ins and outs of this matter.

Leng Qinglang has no idea at all now, and there is a sense of crisis that the building is about to collapse. I cried and wiped my tears for a long time, but I really didn't have an idea, so I raised my face to look at Fang Liang and gritted my teeth fiercely.

As soon as Murong Qi returned to the palace and handed over the reins to the porter, someone reported to him in a panic: "Lord, it's not good, the side concubine Niangniang hanged herself in time." ”

"What?" Murong Qi thought he had misheard.

"Now the wisteria Xiaozhu is messing around, but fortunately, Zhao's mother found it in time and saved it. Lang Zhong had already rushed over. ”

As soon as the words fell, Murong Qi was no longer visible.

Leng Qinghuan stood in place and pouted, she was too familiar with Leng Qinglang's set of operations, that is, she got the true inheritance of the Jin family, crying, making trouble, and hanging herself, this is a magnifying move.

Looking at Murong Qi's anxious appearance, he must have never seen this kind of battle. Also, which of the ladies in the palace dares to seek death and life to blackmail the emperor.

She hesitated, to go on her own or not to go? Go, Leng Qinglang saw himself, I was afraid that he would be so angry that he would burp and faint; If you don't go, I don't know how she reversed black and white and buried herself.

After a while, let's go, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to learn and observe, wouldn't it be a pity to miss it?

Murong Qi broke into the wisteria building. Leng Qinglang had already woken up leisurely, still looking for death and making trouble, and Zhao Ma and Zhiqiu were trying to stop them.

"What are you stopping me from doing? Or let me die happily, my aunt is going to be sent to the border to suffer, I, as a daughter, can I still stay in the palace with peace of mind and enjoy the glory and wealth? ”

Mother Zhao persuaded vigorously: "The prince is kind-hearted, and he loves you the most, how can he stand idly by?" If you want to open a little, when the prince returns home, there will definitely be a way. ”

Murong Qi was slightly relieved to see that she was safe and sound.

Zhiqiu was the first to see him come in, called the prince, and got out of the way with Zhao's mother.

Leng Qinglang didn't make a fuss at this time, and stumbled into his arms, crying like a leaf in the wind.

"The concubine doesn't believe it, aunt she has always been kind-hearted, how could she do such a thing? Someone must have framed her, lord, you have to give my aunt justice. ”

Murong Qi took a step back, had to hug Leng Qinglang's paralyzed body, and said lightly: "The human and physical evidence are all there, and she has already admitted it herself." ”

Leng Qinglang raised his face in disbelief and trembled his lips: "It's true?" Auntie, is she carried away by hatred? actually did such a hurtful thing. It's no wonder that my sister has always disliked me, and my aunt has gone too far. ”

Murong Qi said softly, noncommittal.

"Then, will the prince blame Qinglang for this?"

Murong Qi was silent, and said against his will: "She is her, you are you." ”

Leng Qinglang sobbed quietly, and his shoulders shrugged, which was very distressing.

"But, after all, she is the mother who gave birth to me. I still have a younger brother in my house, who is so young, if my aunt is gone, who will take care of him, when I think about it, I feel like a knife in my heart. I, the daughter, are so unfilial that I can only watch them being bullied and unable to do anything. ”