Being bullied?

Leng Qinghuan leaned against the door of the house, and never wanted to interject, but Leng Qinglang had something to say in his words, which made the people in this room listen to it, and they thought that they had wronged Aunt Jin.

She smiled slightly: "If my sister feels really worried, she can go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion for a few days." ”

Leng Qinglang choked, how could he leave easily at this time and give Murong Qi a good time to get along with Leng Qinghuan?

She held her forehead, looking sick and crooked, and her whole person leaned on Murong Qi's body, and secretly glanced at Mother Zhao on the side.

Zhao's mother immediately answered: "Miss, she has always been ill, and when she goes back like this, I'm afraid that she will make trouble for Xiangye." ”

Leng Qinghuan suddenly said "Oh": "Mother Zhao didn't remind me, I forgot, it is said that your young lady was poisoned by me, didn't she gasp for a sentence and cough for two sentences?" It looks like he's healed today, and he doesn't cough anymore after saying so much in one breath? ”

Murong Qi had long been aware of this matter, and did not speak with a cold face.

Leng Qinglang panicked in his heart, and coughed twice in a pretentious manner: "Shicai coughed so much that his heart almost jumped out of his throat." ”

A sneer unconsciously flashed across Murong Qi's face, and he ordered, "Then why don't you hurry up and help your young lady back to rest on the bed?" ”

Leng Qinglang shook his head firmly, and knelt down in the direction of Leng Qinghuan.

Leng Qinghuan was taken aback: "What is this for?" ”

"Qinglang apologizes to my sister! It was my aunt who was confused for a while, and she was so confused. As a daughter, I really can't do nothing and let my aunt suffer alone.

If my aunt has any sins, I am willing to bear it for her, I want to beat the board, or kneel for three days and three nights, and take my life, I can do it, can my sister forgive my aunt for raising her noble hand? ”

Leng Qinghuan sneered: "You say this, as if Aunt Jin was assigned because of me." You must know that she was convicted because she violated the laws of Chang'an. My brother and I were just victims. It's no use that you're begging me. ”

Leng Qinglang cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain: "But if you don't take it seriously and don't pursue it, I believe that Dali Temple will definitely be able to open the net." Father and aunt have been married for nearly 20 years, and the plaice is deeply in love, even if you look at your father's affection, you can't bear to let your father stand alone in his old age, and be alone, right? ”

"My brother has been poisoned for nearly a year, and the Jin family has never been merciful, why do you ask me to open the net? If you talk about your father, don't worry, there are still two aunts in the house, and they will definitely take care of his diet and daily life. ”

Leng Qinglang was choked and almost rolled his eyes, and the tears that didn't want money crackled endlessly, kowtowing to Leng Qinghuan again and again.

"Sister, even if it's my sister, please beg you, we are a family anyway, and I believe my aunt must know that she is wrong. The distribution is all nine deaths, how can my aunt stand it? I know that my aunt has offended you, and you don't like me, if you agree, I am willing to move out of the palace and never see the prince again. ”

If someone else begged like this, Leng Qinghuan might be moved and feel a little compassionate. But Leng Qinglang is purely pretending, playing bitter tricks on himself in front of Murong Qi!

If she really felt sorry for her mother, she didn't hurry up to visit her, but stayed in the palace, sang to Murong Qi, and first cleared up her relationship with this matter as soon as she met, and Mingzhe protected herself.

Now I want everyone to see, how hard is her heart when she is cold and jealous for the sake of fighting for the wind?

Leng Qinghuan smiled coldly: "If my sister really feels sorry for Aunt Jin and wants to be filial, I think you can beg the prince, and you will be exiled on behalf of Aunt Jin, I will definitely not have any opinion." Instead, seek death and life to beg a victim, moral kidnapping. ”

Leng Qinglang choked and was speechless. I could only cry even more poignantly, almost turning my back on my breath.

Murong Qi frowned slightly, already a little impatient: "Okay, Aunt Jin should indeed be punished, this exile is already a blessing." But this king will help you with a little bit or two, so that she will suffer less. ”

Leng Qinglang saw that he couldn't get a bargain from Leng Qinghuan, so he turned around and threw himself into Murong Qi's arms: "I know that the prince is most distressed about the concubine, and the concubine is fortunate to be able to meet the prince in three lives." ”

Leng Qinghuan listened to the sour toothache, watching Murong Qi conniving at her so much, knowing that she couldn't escape this matter, and it was just a matter of not punishing her, she even persuaded her like this. In addition to being sour, there is also a little envy in my heart.

From Murong Qi, she believed that there was really a love at first sight in this world. Murong Qi just fished out Leng Qinglang from the water, and immediately wanted to accept her as a concubine, and he was so spoiled that he was lawless.

She smiled, turned and walked away gently.

The corner of Murong Qi's eyes caught a glimpse of her slightly lonely back, and her heartstrings trembled suddenly, and she pushed away Leng Qinglang, who was tired of being in her arms.

"Since you're not in good health, don't think too much about it, stay in the wisteria building and recuperate."

He turned around and left, but Leng Qinglang unwillingly grabbed his sleeve, and asked pitifully: "Where does the prince want to leave Qinglang?" ”

Murong Qi glanced down at her hand: "Something?" ”

The tone was extremely cold, with a cold and distant chill, which made Leng Qinglang's hand unconsciously and slowly loosen.

"The prince is still angry with the concubine, isn't it? The concubine is so aggrieved physically and mentally. ”

Murong Qi looked at her and lifted his thin lips: "You know whether you have been wronged or not." Thinking about the past love, this king said that he would not pursue it, so he would not pursue it. If you keep to yourself, you will still be the side princess of the Qiwang Mansion, and this king can protect you for the rest of your life. Got it? ”

Leng Qinglang's heart sank, he was extremely scared, and his lips trembled: "Ming... I see. ”

Murong Qi glanced at her deeply, turned around and walked out of the wisteria building, without looking back.

Leng Qinglang staggered two steps, sat down on the ground again, and had a pale face: "Mother Zhao, he, what does he mean by this?" I don't understand, I don't understand. ”

Mother Zhao sighed lightly: "What the prince means is that as long as Mrs. doesn't have any more things to do in the future, he won't take care of today's things, and he won't blame you." ”

Leng Qinglang shook his head dumbly: "No, no, he clearly warned me that he won't spoil me again in the future!" He asked me to stay in the wisteria building in peace, and he would bear the name of this side concubine for the rest of his life? ”

Mother Zhao looked at her helplessly, as a subordinate, she has done her best, what the prince said, she reminded her all the time, but unfortunately, she took it all as a deaf ear, and repeatedly provoked Leng Qinghuan, and finally brewed her own bitter fruit today, who can blame her?

"The prince is angry today, and he is naturally ruthless when he speaks, and after a while, he will be angry, and he will still feel sorry for his wife, and there is always room for relaxation. You see, when the prince was angry, he didn't know how much he said to the princess whether she wanted to die or live. ”

A glimmer of hope rose again in Leng Qinglang's heart. was supported by Zhao's mother, returned to bed, cried for a while, laughed for a while, suffered from gains and losses, and was really sick the next day. Typhoid fever, cough, low-grade fever, lying in bed and unable to get up.

The subordinates in the palace heard about the Jin family's affairs, and they also felt a different taste from it, but Leng Qinglang was pretending, and he had to make fun of it behind his back.

Similarly, after Murong Qi heard about it, he only sneered and didn't care, let alone visit.

Leng Qinglang's heart became more and more depressed, and an ordinary typhoid fever was recuperated in bed for several days, and he was cleared.