Chapter 295 Is There Any Relationship?
"Your Majesty, there is no rush regarding the marriage."
Su Cheng spoke up hastily, stopping Eunuch Fulu from rushing out. "This humble servant thinks... it's better to let the prince and Qingchan make the decision on matters of love."
Hearing this, the emperor snorted coldly, "Relying on him? It won't be decided until next year. Ci'er is reserved and not much better than Mu'er. These two rebellious sons have caused me a lot of worry."
"I know the prince's temperament, but this time is different. He can't be shy." Su Cheng pursed her lips and smiled, then suddenly dropped a bombshell, "Because Qingchan is already two months pregnant."
Changqing Palace suddenly became quiet. The emperor and Fulu seemed to be frozen, staring at her blankly.
The next moment, the sound of porcelain falling to the ground was heard outside the house.
Fulu came back to his senses and hurried to open the door. What he saw was Yan Ci's handsome face as pale as paper. He was so frightened that he couldn't even straighten his tongue, "Prince...Prince..."
Yan Ci stared straight at the girl in the room, a storm brewing in his eyes, "Sister-in-law, you just said... who is pregnant?"
At his feet was the ginseng chicken soup that had just been brought from the imperial kitchen. He had originally intended to appease his father's anger, but he had never expected to hear with his own ears that Wang Qingchan was pregnant.
Seeing his dazed look, Su Cheng sighed helplessly, "I only found out about this after I saw Qing Chan at the chrysanthemum viewing banquet. Two months ago, the prince and Lord Wang got drunk and stayed overnight at the Wang family's house. That's when this happened."
"What..." Yan Ci was stunned for a long time. He didn't remember such a thing at all.
But after Su Cheng mentioned this, his memory was forcibly opened, and scenes of eroticism suddenly broke into his mind.
It was him...
It was really him who bullied Qingchan.
"You scoundrel! I'm going to beat you to death today, you shameless bastard!" The emperor suddenly stood up, quickly snatched the whisk from Fulu's hand, and lashed it at Yan Ci. "You were never beaten as a child, so today I'm going to give you a complete childhood."
The emperor was so angry that he even lost his name.
"Father... Father, please calm down!" Yan Ci's face changed in shock. He turned around and ran without thinking. The father and son chased each other in the yard, making a mess.
After a long while, the emperor finally couldn't run anymore. He was so tired that he was panting. The whisk in his hand trembled and pointed at him. "You don't look like a prince at all. You're just a gangster! Why did you go to someone's house to drink for no reason? You didn't even know the girl was pregnant. Do you want my grandson to be born without a father?"
Yan Ci was speechless, his handsome face flushed. He knew that no matter how he explained, it would be useless. He simply knelt on the ground, letting the sweat soak his forehead. "I know I am wrong. As long as the emperor is willing to grant me a marriage between Chan'er and me, I will never run away again."
The emperor's face turned grim. He threw the whisk in his hand at him and shouted, "Fulu, summon Wang Lin to the palace!"
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Wang Family
"What did you say?" Yan Ci's face turned pale and he stared at the little girl in front of him.
Su Mei was shaking like a sieve, her teeth chattering uncontrollably, and she could barely hold the envelope in her hand. "Prince...Prince...the young lady ran away from home, leaving behind only a letter..."
Yan Ci snatched the envelope from her hand, gently tore it open, and a sentence jumped out on the paper.
——I’m leaving, don’t come looking for me. I can’t coexist with that bastard Yan Ci.
Yan Ci's vision went dark and he almost couldn't stand.
"Your Highness." Xie Suzhou supported him. Seeing the black words on the white paper, his brows knitted into a knot. "Your Highness, don't be anxious. Maybe Miss Wang just went out to relax and will be back in a couple of days. I will send someone to look for her now."
"She didn't even bring her personal maid with her, how could she possibly be relaxing?" Yan Ci's expression was gloomy, and his face, which had been somewhat happy, suddenly lost its luster, leaving only a grayish look. "Go find her, even if you dig three feet deep, you must find Qing Chan!"
"yes."
In Zhaojia Lixiang Garden, Su Cheng stared at the little man in the corner speechlessly.
"Miss Wang, you really know how to choose a place. You ran away from home and ended up at my house." Su Cheng's mouth twitched, but he could do nothing about her. "The Zhao family is only across the street from the Wang family, and everyone you know knows that you and I are good friends. In less than half an hour, you were asked to go back."
Hearing this, Wang Qingchan raised her little face, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes. "I can't think of anywhere else to stay except with you. If I run away from home, I'll starve. I can't bear it."
"I told you to wait for my news." Su Cheng walked over to her and gently helped her up, his face becoming more helpless. "Why did you run?"
"Yan Ci is the emperor's favorite heir. Even if you tell him, what can you do?" Wang Qingchan lowered her eyes, hiding the disappointment in them, and murmured, "My father never took concubines and only loved my mother his entire life... If I can't find a good man like my father, I would rather remain single than share my husband with others."
Su Cheng helped her walk to the table and shook his head helplessly, "You worry too much, the prince has already-"
"Don't mention him to me. He and I are like water and fire, and we are irreconcilable." Wang Qingchan covered his ears and blinked at her with his big eyes. "Acheng, I want to eat spicy hot pot."
Su Cheng was speechless for a moment. He stared at her for a moment, then remained silent. He waved his hand at Qing Shuang and said, "Go down and prepare. We can't let her starve."
Hearing this, Wang Qingchan pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes curved into crescents, "Ah Cheng, you are still the best to me."
Su Cheng glanced at her with interest flashing in his eyes, and said jokingly, "You can starve anyone but the one in your belly. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my head."
Wang Qingchan pouted, her face showing dissatisfaction. "I don't know whether this child is a blessing or a curse. I'm at a loss now. I'm not sure whether I should give birth to this child."
She held her face in her hands and pondered for a moment. Suddenly, something occurred to her. She asked seriously, "If I give birth to this child and then marry him to someone else—"
Before she could finish her words, the door of Lixiangyuan was pushed open forcefully.
"Who are you going to marry my child to?" Yan Ci strode into the courtyard, followed by a group of imperial guards. He suppressed his anger, his eyes burning. "You're really capable. You've actually learned to run away from home. Auntie has fainted from crying twice, and you're just here, engrossed in eating spicy hot pot?"
Qing Shuang stood in front of the door, holding a steaming hot pot in his hand, unable to move forward or backward.
"You..." Wang Qingchan was so scared that she hid behind Su Cheng and asked with a stern face, "We have nothing to do with each other, why do you care about me? I miss Ah Cheng, can't I come to see her?"
Her self-righteous attitude made Yan Ci laugh. He walked slowly to the girl and lowered his eyes nonchalantly, "I'll let you see today whether we have any relationship or not."
The next moment, he grabbed Wang Qingchan's wrist, picked him up by the waist, and strode out of the yard.
"What are you doing! Put me down—Acheng! Save me!"
The woman's voice gradually faded away, and the imperial army withdrew. Qing Shuang held the pot with a confused look on his face, "Miss...is this pot still edible?"
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