Tong Yuqing felt aggrieved, broke away from his hand, and took two steps back. "Since you don't believe me, what else do I say?"

Seeing that he frowned tightly and his gaze moved down to her lower abdomen, Tong Yuqing immediately protected her stomach as if she had been pricked by a needle.

"Yu Chong, what do you mean?"

After asking this, her face suddenly turned pale. Yu Chong realized later, "Qing'er, I ......"

Knowing that he had hurt her, Yu Chong came up in a hurry, and just stretched out his hand to her, she unceremoniously slapped it away.

Tong Yuqing was also angry, she stroked her lower abdomen intentionally or unintentionally, the corners of her lips pursed a meaningful smile, but her eyes were cold. "I'm really not sure whose kid it is."

Zihua, who was standing not far away, was startled, and looked at Yu Chong subconsciously. Yu Chong turned his back to Zihua, although he couldn't see his expression, but looking at his tense body and the fists on both sides that were clenched hard, he knew how angry he was now.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Tong Yuqing stared directly at his anger. "Do you want to hear it again? If I didn't have that Qibao soup, where would I have a body so lightly? How many women in the back house can't give birth if they want to, why am I so lucky, you just slept with me and became a father? ”

"Tong Yuqing!" Yu Chong walked to her side, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and was so strong that he wanted to crush her directly.

There were still too many emotions in Yu Chong's angry eyes, Tong Yuqing couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and she was even more stubborn and unwilling to explain herself. Since he is willing to believe Princess Suzu's words, then he will believe it.

It's a big deal that she will take this child alone in the future, but it's a big deal, this child won't be wanted!

"The ......"

"You get out."

Zihua originally wanted to open his mouth to persuade him, but before he could say anything, he was intercepted by Yu Chong and kicked his feet.

Although he has not known Tong Yuqing for a long time, he feels that Tong Yuqing cannot be such a person. This time Yu Chong was indeed excessive.

But on the other hand, if you encounter such a thing, how can you calm down.

Zihua stood in place, looked at Tong Yuqing from a distance, and shook his head gently. Other people's family affairs, it really doesn't sound good for him to stay here. After a sigh, he turned and walked out.

Tong Yuqing didn't see Zihua's movements just now, and she also knew in her heart that if she continued to make trouble like this, she and Yu Chong were afraid that there would really be a misunderstanding. Princess Suzu said so many things that she didn't have, isn't that the purpose......

Her heart gradually calmed down, and she spoke: "I ......"

Yu Chong pulled her into his arms violently, hugged her with one hand, clasped her head with the other, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Shhhh

Tong Yuqing's nose was sour, and he directly smothered his head in his arms, and in the blink of an eye, the placket of his clothes was soaked.

Princess Ling, who left the Yu Mansion, was in a happy mood and walked around the capital again, and on the way back to the palace, she suddenly remembered Cheng Zirui.

"Wait, let's go to the Seven Kings' Mansion first."

The guards who drove the car looked at the sky and were a little embarrassed. "Princess, it's not too early, the queen said......"

"I want you to talk too much! Go to the Seven Kings' Mansion. ”

The guard stubbornly said: "But now that the Seventh Prince is under house arrest, the Seven Princes' Mansion is under martial law, and the princess will not be able to see the Seventh Prince when she goes." ”

Princess Suzu's innocent little face turned a little colder, and her sweet voice pressed down. "This princess is going to the Seven Kings' Mansion!"

The guards didn't dare to say more, so they could only pull the reins, turn the carriage, and go to the Seven Kings' Mansion. When I arrived outside the Seven Kings' Mansion, I really saw that there was no one guarding outside the Seven Kings' Mansion. Princess Ling got out of the carriage, but did not go up to negotiate, but walked around the door twice, got into the carriage again, and returned to the palace.

Luo Heng found the pavilion in the house from the study, and saw Cheng Zirui. When I entered the pavilion, I saw the painting box on the stone table. Luo Heng frowned, looked away, and told him the news.

Cheng Zirui just smiled bitterly when he heard this, "She has a heart." ”

After a pause, he threw away the fish food in his hand and turned to look at Luo Heng. "Did you find anything?"

Luo Heng shook his head, "Since the emperor restored the crown prince's throne, there have been more people staring at the Qi Palace. The last time news came from the palace was four days ago, and how has it been in the past few days, the subordinates have not received the news. ”

"Prince?" Cheng Zirui sneered, "Which prince is he?" The father just released him first, so that the brothers of this king would not want to think about the position of the prince again. But even if this is the case, he can't do that position for a few days. ”

Luo Heng's eyebrows jumped, "When is the prince going to do it?" ”

"Don't hurry, the time has not yet come." Cheng Zirui sat down, his slender hand skimmed over the painting box, lifted the white jade wine jug next to him, and took a sip of it. "The news in the palace will be done immediately, this king wants to see who is so bold, even Concubine Li dares to move, even this king dares to provoke!"

As he spoke, the flask in his hand slammed into the table. Luo Heng remained silent, but the girl waiting next to him was really frightened.

Cheng Zirui picked up the painting box, gently brushed away the white jade fragments that fell on it, and raised his cold eyes to look at the anxious little girl next to him.

"Come and clean up."

The little girl's hands and feet were sharp, and in a moment the mess on the table was cleaned up, and the spilled wine was wiped dry, but she could smell the faint aroma of wine without the wind.

glanced coldly at Luo Heng, who was still standing in front of him, "What are you doing standing here?" ”

Luo Heng wanted to speak and stopped, but Cheng Zirui had already moved his gaze to the painting box again. Luo Heng tightened the sword in his tightening, and could only retreat first.

Cheng Zirui also didn't have the heart to enjoy the fish and drink, and after withdrawing everyone, he sat alone in the pavilion for a while. Thinking of something in his heart, the corners of his indifferent lips curled.

Touching the case, he raised his finger and rubbed it along the edge for a while, and when it was time to lock it, he opened it directly. The two paintings were neatly placed inside, and his slender and well-proportioned fingers lightly touched the top, as if he had taken out a scroll and unfolded it at random.

It's the one he sent out.

He laid out the portrait on the stone table and looked at it with a lost look. I don't know how long later, a gust of wind rose, bringing a richer aroma of wine.

"Lord Wang."

Ziyue took a pot of wine, and went directly into the pavilion The prince just knocked over a pot of wine, this wine I brought back from the Liaojiang River when I went out last time, and I specially wanted to give it to the prince. Just now I heard that the prince had spilled a pot of wine, so I brought it to the prince by the way. ”

"Liaojiang's wine has always been very good." Cheng Zirui bowed his head, "Bring it to this king to taste." ”

Ziyue's face was calm, but her heart was already rippling. She stepped forward and was about to put down the wine, but she saw that a painting had been placed on the table, and the stone table was occupied.

Her hand holding the wine jug tightened, "I'll help the prince put the painting away first." ”

As she spoke, Ziyue was about to get the painting.

"Presumptuous!"

Ziyue took her hand back suddenly, and a few drops of the pot of wine were accidentally spilled during the action, which happened to drop on Chen Yong's portrait.

Cheng Zirui's cold gaze struck, Ziyue was cold, and she took two steps back and changed it directly.

"Ziyue should be damned."

Although Cheng Zirui didn't open his mouth to reprimand again, Ziyue could clearly feel that his body was like a snow-capped mountain, cold to the bone marrow, and so heavy that people couldn't breathe.

"Lord ......"

Ziyue was nervous, she knew how important this painting really was to Cheng Zirui. She just couldn't be angry, such a deep affection was entrusted by him to such a woman, it was not worth it at all! But now, she can only regret her recklessness just now.

"Ask the prince to punish him!"

Cheng Zirui's cold and angry eyes were indeed full of killing intent, he got up and walked out of the pavilion with the painting, thinking that he could dry the wine stains under the scorching sun, don't destroy this thing.

Behold......

The portrait in the bright light seems to have a crack, and with the place soaked in the wine, there are traces that can extend in a longer direction.

Cheng Zirui's eyes lit up, and he changed his angle, holding the portrait in one hand and following the trace with the other, exploring from bottom to top. There was not much wine, and when the sun was scorching, and then the wind was blowing, the traces dissipated in a moment.

His cold eyes swept the lake under the pavilion, and threw the portrait directly into the lake. Ziyue, who was kneeling in the pavilion, exclaimed, but her heart was extremely happy.

She couldn't see that thing for a long time, and now Cheng Zirui threw the painting directly, does it mean that he has died for Tong Yuqing?

Just guessing in her heart, she already had a smug smile on her face. After laughing for a moment, she saw Cheng Zirui take advantage of his light skills, flew to the lake and picked up the painting again.

The smile on Ziyue's face instantly stiffened, and she grinded her teeth with hatred.

Cheng Zirui unfolded the drenched portrait and saw that the pigment in the portrait had not faded, but had become brighter. I knew that this must be something that had been repaired!

Looking at the traces just found, if you compare them in the light, you can indeed see the traces. The maids and guards near the pavilion were all summoned away by him, and he swept his cold eyes and returned to the pavilion with the portrait.

Ziyue heard the footsteps, and although she was resentful and unwilling, she didn't dare to show it in front of Cheng Zirui. She lowered her head and could only look at her knees on the ground.

"Look up."

Ziyue was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

"Look up!"

Cheng Zirui accentuated his tone, with the intention of anger. Ziyue raised her head, her eyes flushed with grievance. Cheng Zirui ignored it, glanced at the few ornaments on her head, and reached out to remove a plain silver hairpin.

Lay his portrait again on the stone table, and gently pick the edges of the portrait with the silver hairpin. Ziyue glanced up curiously, but she didn't want to bump into Yu Chong's cold and sharp gaze. She lowered her head, her heart in turmoil.

……

Looking at the already empty mezzanine, Cheng Zirui was furious, and swept everything on the table to the ground with his sleeves. He clenched his fists, and the silver hairpin in his hand was almost pinched and deformed.

"How dare she lie to me!"