Chapter 135: Love Letter
Imperial Physician Qin immediately said respectfully: "Your Highness is angry, it's not that the ministers don't do it, it's really that since Xie Liang and Zhao Zheng left the mansion, His Royal Highness Nine feels that his body is a little refreshed, and he refuses to take medicine, and the ministers have nowhere to go." ”
Imperial Physician Qin silently put the responsibility on the Fourth Highness himself.
The person who poisoned the diet was gone, and the Nine Emperor Princes did not continue to take the poison, and his health improved.
It's your own problem!
can't provoke Su Qing's fat beating, so he can only fool His Royal Highness.
Although the Yin trick of the Four Highnesses is also terrifying, the Yin trick is a Yin trick after all, not to mention that the Four Highnesses may not know the truth of what he said.
But Su Qing is different!
It's not reasonable at all, as long as you're not happy, you'll be beaten!
Imperial Physician Qin was really beaten to the point that his psychological shadow was a bit big.
The fourth prince looked at Imperial Physician Qin suspiciously, his eyes were gloomy, "He hasn't taken medicine recently?" Why didn't you tell the king? ”
Imperial Physician Qin looked at the Fourth Prince in astonishment, "You don't know? Minister, minister thinks you know, is there no one else in His Royal Highness Ninth Mansion except Zhao Zheng? ”
The Four Princes......
Can he say that his people have all been driven away by the new manager transferred by Su Qing?
Of course not!
With a look on his face, the fourth prince said: "Okay, this king knows, you are ready for the medicine, and soon the king will let him take the medicine, this time, this time the king wants a medicine to kill!" ”
Imperial Physician Qin couldn't help but shudder, looked at the four princes with a bit of horror, and then nodded, "Yes." ”
He received the order, but can the Nine Emperor Princes be killed at that time...... He wasn't sure.
I always feel that I can't!
Even if you kill with one medicine, I'm afraid that it won't be the life of His Royal Highness the Ninth Highness when the time comes~~
"If Your Highness has nothing to do, the minister will go back to the hospital first, and he is still waiting to boil the ointment."
The fourth prince nodded, "You go." ”
As soon as Imperial Physician Qin left, the entourage of the four princes appeared, whispering a few words beside the four princes, and the four princes' eyebrows jumped, "Really? ”
The entourage nodded, "The palace maid in front of Concubine De Niangniang personally told the slave. ”
The fourth prince suddenly looked happy, "Let's go!" ”
In this room, the wind was blowing under the feet of the four princes, and in that room, Su Qing and Rong Heng had already returned to the mansion.
To be precise, it was Su Qing who got out of the car in front of the mansion, and then diverted to go straight to the barracks, and Rong Heng returned to the house alone.
The carriage stopped steadily at the second gate, and as soon as Rong Heng got out of the car, he saw He Qinglan standing there crying.
"Brother Nine."
As soon as Rong Heng got out of the car, He Qinglan burst into tears, regardless of the fact that he pounced.
Rong Heng immediately raised his hand and blocked He Qinglan, making her stop at a distance of his arm's arm, and looked at He Qinglan with a cold face.
Unsuccessfully threw himself into Rong Heng's arms, He Qinglan bit his lip unwillingly, "Brother Jiu, my aunt wants me to return to Zhending today." ”
Holding a pink handkerchief, He Qinglan wiped his tears.
"So, have you packed your things? Need Benking's help? ”
He Qinglan looked up in disbelief, looked at Rong Heng in shock, and Douda's tears fell, "Brother Jiu, do you want me to go too?" Do you really refuse to forgive me? ”
"You hurt the person this king cares about the most, do you think this king can forgive you? As for Hui Zhending, the concubine's arrangement naturally has her intentions. ”
He Qinglan looked at Rong Heng's face for a moment, "Brother Jiu, what about you, do you really want me to go?" I'm going to hear from you. ”
Looking at Rong Heng's face, which she had missed for countless days and nights, He Qinglan couldn't help but raise her hand to touch it.
Rong Heng leaned slightly to the side and took a step back.
He Qinglan threw himself into the air, his hands stiffened, and he stopped in mid-air in embarrassment, maintained for a moment, and fell.
"Brother Nine, do you really want me to go?"
Rong Heng looked at He Qinglan as if he were looking at a familiar and strange person.
The last time we met, He Qinglan was still pure and ignorant, why was He Qinglan like this after only a year?
Still, she has always been like this, but he didn't see it before.
Rong Heng's heart only felt blocked by a greasy rag for a while, and he was uncomfortable with disgust.
"Qinglan, you are just my cousin, between us, there is no question of whether I let you go or not, you come to my house as a guest, but, as a guest, you frame the host, do you think I will welcome you?"
He Qinglan seemed to have been hit hard.
"Brother Jiu, you weren't like this before, you said that you would only marry me as your wife, and you would only welcome me as your princess, why did you change with Su Qing? Brother Nine, why, why have you changed? What love do you have for me? He Qinglan questioned emotionally and angrily.
Rong Heng was directly stunned.
What?
When did he say such bastard things!
"Did you misunderstand, when did I say ......?"
Before Rong Heng could finish speaking, He Qinglan suddenly took out a folded piece of paper and stuffed it into Rong Heng's hand, "Brother Jiu, didn't you write this to me personally, you are still quibbling!" Brother Jiu, I've been waiting for you for so many years, and that's how you treat me? ”
Rong Heng was stunned and unfolded the letterhead.
The paper was stained with tears, apparently rubbed countless times.
The words on it are indeed his handwriting, and it is indeed a love letter, a love letter that is fleshy and explicit.
Can...... He didn't write it!
Rong Heng turned his head to look at Changqing.
Changqing shook his head in confusion.
"Who gave you this letter?" Rong Heng narrowed his gaze and looked at He Qinglan, "When did you receive it?" ”
He Qinglan looked extremely disappointed, and retreated again and again, "Brother Jiu, even if you don't admit it, is it necessary to make the way you are now?" The best youth of my life is madly in love with you, waiting for you to marry me, you have lost me, and you don't even dare to admit it? ”
Extremely sad and desperate, He Qinglan turned his head and ran away like the wind.
Rong Heng stepped forward and grabbed He Qinglan's wrist.
He Qinglan's heart moved, and he turned his head to plunge into Rong Heng's arms, "Brother Jiu, I knew that you loved me." ”
Rong Heng ......
Rong Heng grabbed He Qinglan from an arm's length, maintained such a posture, and asked, "Qinglan, can you tell me who gave you this letter in the first place?" ”
The joy of smiling on He Qinglan's face suddenly froze, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Rong Heng.
Rong Heng only wanted to know who gave He Qinglan such a letter.
"Qinglan, listen to me, this letter was not written by me, someone pretended to be me......"
The weak He Qinglan burst out with tremendous strength and shook off Rong Heng's hand.
"Enough! I'm sure that you don't have to work so hard and pretend to be so hard, even if I'm blind, I'm looking at you wrongly! ”
After speaking, He Qinglan turned his head and ran away with a resolute face.
Rong Heng ......
At the moment, He Qinglan is like this, and he can't ask anything at all.
Not counting on He Qinglan, Rong Heng had to temporarily put away the letter paper in his hand.
He Qinglan left, he would not stop him.
In order to ask about the love letter and keep He Qinglan to live in the mansion, even if Su Qing didn't say anything, he must not be happy in his heart.
He Qinglan cleaned up, but left the mansion with a stick of incense.