Chapter 188: Why are you so cheap

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Zhao Zhen went out after lunch, and only the three of them were left in the palace. In the past, when Zhao Zhen was not in the house, Yixuan and the concubine were both well water and did not interfere with river water, and Yixuan never felt that there was anything inappropriate.

But today Hu Qingyun came, and people's every move became the benchmark for a good daughter-in-law, after eating, she accompanied the concubine for a walk to eat, and then personally cooked for the concubine to prepare snacks, and Hu Qingyun was guarding when the concubine took a nap.

How intimate and intimate it should be, how meticulous and meticulous it should be.

Yixuan was staying in her own room, and when she heard her subordinates report Hu Qingyun's movements, she felt like she was on pins and needles.

She really wanted to reconcile with the concubine, and she tried to work hard, but the concubine's cold attitude always made her retreat again and again. She is thin-skinned and stubborn, refusing to lower her posture and humbly beg for mercy.

After all, no one owes anyone.

But Hu Qingyun was so attentive that she felt that she didn't work hard at all, and she wouldn't please the old man at all, so she sat like this.

The concubine room is like that, and you don't have any reaction to being in the main room?

However, when Yi Xuan thought of the concubine's malicious attitude towards her, she didn't even have the courage to struggle.

Why?

hated her and didn't even tell a reason, she didn't even have a chance to explain.

She really felt aggrieved.

Yixuan was quite disappointed all afternoon, trying to find something for herself to divert her attention, and after dealing with the affairs in the mansion, she asked Shuang'er to take out the empty accounts in the Ganzhou Palace, and check them carefully.

and Hu Qingyun's accounts, one by one, must be calculated clearly.

In the evening, Zhao Zhen returned home, and was called by the concubine before he saw Yixuan. The concubine first quietly described to Zhao Zhen how Hu Qingyun was filial to her, and the topic turned to the heir, saying that she could not care who her son favored, but she had to manage the heir, and the dignified prince could not have no heirs, if the son did not touch someone or other women because he was too fond of someone, and hindered the heir, then she would never tolerate it.

The concubine's attitude was very resolute, and Zhao Zhen also understood that there was no room for relaxation in this matter, and after confronting her mother silently for a while, she nodded and said, "My son understands." โ€

The concubine was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked Hu Qingyun to come out. Hu Qingyun was dressing up in the next room just now, and when he heard the whole process of their mother and son talking, although the process was a little bumpy, the prince finally agreed.

Her eyes were a little sour.

She tucked the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, walked out of the screen, and made a blessing to Zhao Zhen.

"Blessed is the king."

The voice is tactful and pleasant, but in Zhao Zhen's ears, it is annoying to listen to it.

Zhao Zhen glanced at her expressionlessly.

Hu Qingyun knew what Zhao Zhen hated, and he didn't dress up too fancy, but he wore a big red skirt with delicate begonia flowers embroidered on his chest. Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Who allowed you to wear this color?" โ€

Concubines are not allowed to wear red.

Hu Qingyun took two steps back crampedly, looked at the concubine and asked the concubine for help, and the concubine coughed: "I asked her to wear it, what's wrong?" โ€

Zhao Zhen looked at his mother speechlessly.

The concubine blew the tea slowly, "It's not a formal occasion, just you two together, why are you so exquisite?" What does it matter if you wear it in private, don't be too pedantic. โ€

Zhao Zhen was cold: "Mother just said that a wife should not be jealous. In the same way, the concubine must not transgress the rules. If there is a violation, there is also a penalty. โ€

The concubine looked at her son unhappily, her chest shook, and she put the tea on the kang table dissatisfiedly, "Okay!" Yun'er, you go and change your clothes. โ€

Hu Qingyun retreated silently.

She hasn't dared to wear Zhenghong all these years.

Today, with the permission of the concubine, she dared to wear this red dress, as if she was back when she was a girl, there were not so many rules and constraints, and she could wear whatever she wanted.

In fact, she looks good in red.

She has always wanted to wear it for the prince to see.

She was looking forward to the amazing look in the prince's eyes, even if it was just a compliment. But after only one glance, he turned his head in disgust and frowned.

She immediately felt ashamed.

After Hu Qingyun changed his clothes, the concubine left them to eat. Zhao Zhen wanted to invite Yixuan to come, but Hu Qingyun's words made her dispel this idea.

"Don't you think that the princess doesn't like to eat with us?" Hu Qingyun had an empathetic expression, "The princess will feel restrained here, just like at noon today, the princess's face has not been very good." In this case, why should it be difficult for the prince to be strong? โ€

The concubine sneered and was silent.

Zhao Zhen glanced at Hu Qingyun in a little surprise, thinking carefully about Yixuan's expression when he ate with them in the past, he was indeed not very happy.

But he always felt that eating together as a family was a good way to connect with each other. If you don't even eat together, the relationship between her mother and Yixuan will become more and more stiff.

And as his mother's son on the one hand, and as Yixuan's husband on the other, it is not suitable to leave anyone behind.

But today is different.

Hu Qingyun seems to be quite popular with his mother.

Zhao Zhen got up, nodded at the concubine, and said in a casual tone: "Today, Concubine Hu will accompany her mother to dinner, and her son will go back to the house first." โ€

The concubine put down her chopsticks and said, "Sit down." โ€

Zhao Zhen stood still and did not move.

"Sit down!" The concubine was a little angry, and her voice raised, "You forgot what you promised me just now?" โ€

Zhao Zhen lowered his eyes and looked at his mother, expressionless.

"You think I don't know if you hide it from me? I'll live for three more years at most, do you think I won't even live for three years, or do you wish I wouldn't see my grandchildren in three years?! โ€

The concubine's tone was a little heavy, her eyes were red, and her whole body was trembling.

She really didn't understand, what was so good about that girl, she was like a fox and was fascinated by that girl, and she didn't care about any filial piety.

Who can like such a daughter-in-law?

Who can like it!

Zhao Zhen pursed her lips, her eyes were very heavy, "Mother, you are ......"

When did you know.

The concubine sneered, "Don't blame Yun'er, this matter has nothing to do with her, can I not understand my own body?" โ€

This time, Zhao Zhen had nothing to say.

Your mother only has three years left to live, can you still ignore her?

Zhao Zhen's violent aura was slowly retracting, he pinched his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and his tone was helpless: "Mother, don't think about it, I'll find a way......"

"There's nothing you can do." The concubine was unusually calm, "I don't have any other requirements, I just want a grandson." โ€

*

Under the coercion of the concubine, Zhao Zhen had no choice but to enter a room with Hu Qingyun.

At the dinner table he drank wine, but only for a small drink, not enough for the drunk kind. But he felt a little dazed now, like sleepiness, not quite like that.

Zhao Zhen leaned his back against the door, his chin was slightly raised, and his eyes were fluttering.

I'm irritable, and I'm still a little hot.

While he was still conscious, he understood what was going on.

Someone drugged the wine.

Zhao Zhen tried his best to stay awake, the room was very dark, and in the few lights, Zhao Zhen saw Hu Qingyun undressing, one by one, the clothes outside were all taken off, and there was only one middle order left.

Hu Qingyun's hand was already on the belt of Zhongdan's clothes.

Zhao Zhen frowned, walked towards her in three or two steps, and held Hu Qingyun's hand.

Hu Qingyun looked at him in surprise and muttered, "Your Highness......"

Zhao Zhen took her hand away, staring at her with dark eyes without any emotion, "Put it on." โ€

Just two words, put it on.

Hu Qingyun was stunned.

It shouldn't be this effect.

She smiled and reached for the man's jaw, her fingers trembling from excitement. She looked greedily at the man's thin jawline, and her tone was delicate: "The concubine is willing to follow His Highness for the rest of her life." โ€

Zhao Zhen raised his head to avoid her touch, his eyes were cold and unfamiliar, and the hand that was holding her increased his strength, pushing her away.

"Hu Qingyun." There was a threat in the man's tone.

Hu Qingyun looked at him a little scared.

"Put away your thoughts and stay away from the concubine." Zhao Zhen let go of his hand, took a few steps back next to the kang table, propped his hand on the kang, feeling that his consciousness was swallowed up little by little, and his body was a little disobedient.

He poured himself a glass of water with difficulty, tilted his head and drank it. Cold water slid down my throat and I felt better.

"Lord Wang." Hu Qingyun tried to come over.

"Get out."

Very disgusted, impatient, and angry at any moment.

Hu Qingyun froze there, his fingers cold.

"Today, for the sake of the concubine, this king doesn't care about you." Zhao Zhen sat on the kang, his fingers clenching the cup tightly, but his eyes were still cold, "Do you think I don't know the purpose of your entry into Beijing?" โ€

Hu Qingyun bit his lip, and the blood on his face faded.

"Lord, I ......"

"You can coax the concubine, but you can't coax me." Zhao Zhen paused and looked at her: "Do you know what to say to the mother concubine tomorrow?" โ€

Hu Qingyun gritted his teeth: "Does the prince want the concubine to lie to the concubine?" โ€

Zhao Zhen looked at her, slowly, and raised a mocking smile: "Isn't this what you're best at?" โ€

Humiliation, this is an absolute humiliation!

Hu Qingyun was stunned for a while, suddenly smiled weirdly, walked towards him, put his hands around the man's neck, and blew behind his ear, exhaling warmly.

Zhao Zhen stiffened and wanted to push her away, but his body didn't obey the call, and he was barely able to lift his hand up, but he didn't have enough strength to pull Hu Qingyun away from him.

Disgusting.

I want her to get out.

"Your Highness, I miss you so much." Hu Qingyun whispered in his ear: "I've been waiting for you for so many years, you can't treat me like this." โ€

Her fingers slowly traced in front of his chest, all the way down, about to hook the leather band around the man's waist.

Suddenly, his hair was grabbed and pulled heavily, Hu Qingyun fell backwards, staggered a few steps, and was choked by a person's throat.

Hu Qingyun turned his head in astonishment, and what he saw was Wen Yixuan's face.

How could it be......

Yixuan pulled Hu Qingyun's hair with one hand, and clasped her neck with the other, Hu Qingyun couldn't move at all.

"Why are you so cheap?"