Away from the palace.

It has been two days and one night since the King left...

Qin Jiaojiao hadn't closed her eyes all the time. She sat in front of the window, watching the heavy rain for two days and one night. Her eyes were dry and red from crying and the wind. They were full of bloodshot and almost bleeding.

Her hands and feet were cold, and even her stomach was cold, so cold that she could hardly feel the presence of the child.

The rain was getting heavier, and her heart was getting colder...

The prince could hardly even get up, but he was carrying out repair tasks in the imperial mausoleum. It was raining so hard and he was seriously injured. Even a body of iron could not withstand such torture.

She had already imagined the scene of the prince being wet all over, with his wounds torn, and rain mixed with blood flowing together...

Every time she thought of it, the hatred in her heart deepened.

Qin Ye!

Qin Ye!!

It's all your fault!

The prince can't survive, and you won't have an easy life either. You, your child, I want you to have a taste of this pain too!

She opened the drawer and slowly took out a silver dagger. She stood up stiffly and walked out with sinister eyes...

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Chen Palace.

Because Yunying was injured, Ling Qianyi was running between the Dingguo Marquis Mansion and the Chen Wang Mansion. He did not come because it rained heavily all day yesterday, but it rained heavily again today. He could not hold it back any longer and rushed here in the rain.

When he arrived, he learned that Prince Chen was not at home, and neither was Princess Chen.

The Emperor assigned Prince Chen the task of offering sacrifices to ancestors during the Qingming Festival, so it is understandable that he should have gone to do it.

"Where is my aunt?" he asked the housekeeper, "Does my uncle have to take my aunt with him when he goes to repair the imperial mausoleum?"

Although the imperial mausoleum is a place of good feng shui, it is more or less a place to bury the dead. Qin Ye is pregnant, so it would not be appropriate for her to go there.

The old housekeeper shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "The prince has gone to the imperial mausoleum, how could the princess go there? The princess is in the villa outside the city to take care of her pregnancy."

"Eh? Why is she going to the suburban villa..."

"Shhhhhh!"

The prince said that the whereabouts must be kept secret and not disclosed. The old butler only spoke too much because he thought the young marquis was trustworthy.

"Young Marquis, the princess seems to be in a bad mood, but I don't know what happened, so don't bother her. The prince has his own reasons for making such arrangements. You should go visit Miss Yunying."

When Yunying was mentioned, Ling Qianyi's attention was successfully diverted.

He patted his butt and swiftly went into Yunying's house.

The old butler held an umbrella and went to do other things.

But he didn't notice the figure standing outside the door.

Qin Jiaojiao was about to settle accounts with Qin Ye, but she overheard the conversation between the old butler and Ling Qianyi.

Qin Ye is not in Prince Chen’s Mansion?

Qin Ye is in a villa on the outskirts of the city?

She narrowed her eyes thoughtfully...

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Suburban villa.

It rained heavily for two days and one night. Qin Ye couldn't go out. He stayed in this limited space in the house, feeling very uncomfortable. In addition, he hadn't seen Zong Zhengchen for two days, which made him even more suffocated.

In order to distract her attention, Yue'er tried to read a storybook to her, but then she realized that she was illiterate.

I remembered Yunying's joyful expression when she was speaking, I remembered the scene in Cangqiong Mountain when Master Jing carried Yunying on his back, and I remembered the day when Master Jing stood at the door and looked at Yunying silently...

She clutched the script tightly, feeling somewhat depressed:

"Princess, I can't even read a few words. Am I useless?"

Qin Ye was stunned for a moment, "Yue'er?"

Why do you suddenly say that?

Realizing that her idea was wrong, he quickly pulled her hand and said, "Yue'er, everyone is different and has their own meaning of existence. Don't compare yourself with anyone, and don't think that there is anything wrong with you. The present you and what you have now are the best in the world."