Chapter 433: Can Only Be a Concubine
Unexpectedly, Yan Qing asked so directly that Song Yanxi didn't know how to answer for a moment.
The prepared words were on the tip of my tongue, but I was too shy to speak them.
The blush on the girl's cheeks is the best answer.
Yan Qing's heart sank. He took her hand and asked softly, "Xi'er, have you really thought it through?"
She knew her own daughter best. She looked gentle and easy to talk to, but once she made up her mind about something, ten oxen couldn't pull her back.
The same applies when you identify a person.
Knowing that saying such words at this moment would be too depressing, Yan Qing still spoke: "Xi'er, it's not that I want to stop you. I'm just afraid that you will be so enthusiastic that you will give your heart to the wrong person again."
Mentioning Lin Tingfeng, she couldn't help but feel hatred, "When that Lin came to ask for your hand in marriage, your grandparents and I refused, and even your aunt advised you to think twice.
But you're so stubborn, once you make up your mind, nothing anyone can say will work."
"Mom, it's my fault." Song Yanxi's eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were full of regret.
She wished she could go back to the beginning, give herself two hard slaps for being so self-righteous, and ask herself if she was blinded by greed and jumped into the fire pit without hesitation despite her family's dissuasion for the sake of a stranger who saved her life.
She hated herself even more, hating herself for not being able to detect Lin Tingfeng's evil ambitions early on, and using the help of the Yan family to push him to a high position, giving him the power to wipe out their entire Yan family.
Lin Tingfeng is such a cruel and ruthless person, why should he deserve to die?
It is said that mother and daughter are connected by heart. When Yan Qing saw Song Yanxi like this, he felt very uncomfortable for a moment.
She wiped her tears, forced a smile and said, "It's okay, it's all in the past. You are my only daughter, how could I bear to really blame you."
Two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks, and Song Yanxi said silently in her heart: "You can forgive me, but I can't forgive myself."
She will never forget the feeling of seeing her loved ones being killed in front of her and being powerless to do anything.
What I can’t forget even more are those eyes filled with fear and despair at the moment of death.
Her grandfather, such a strong-willed hero who kept his word, even knelt down and begged him so that his great-grandson, who was still in his infancy, could have a chance to survive.
But what did Lin Tingfeng do?
In addition to him, there are Zhuang Shihan, Song Huai'en's family of four, and the person behind the scenes who may be second only to the emperor.
They all deserve to die!
She would not be a human being unless she made them pay the price with blood.
Song Yanxi raised her eyes again, but the strength surging in her eyes had already been hidden by her, leaving only joy and relief.
Yan Qing just thought she was happy, reached out and touched her head and said, "Xi'er, you are grown up now, and there are some things that mother can't make decisions for you.
You just need to know that no matter what path you choose, good or bad, your mother and your brother will always have your back."
Song Yanxi nodded with tears in her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, I want to hug you."
"You child." Yan Qing's eyes were filled with reproach. She looked at Zixu, who was sleeping soundly on her legs, and sighed, "The children born to His Royal Highness Prince Jin seem to be well-behaved."
She paused, then said hesitantly, "It's that young master..."
Song Yanxi followed up on her words and asked, "Mother, are you trying to say that the eldest young master is a little worried?"
Yan Qing nodded and said, "That child looks a few years younger than Bai'er. Not only is he very talented in writing, but he is also very precise in his conversation. He managed to get Bai'er involved in just a few words.
Given time, this child will become a great man."
"Mom, these words sound like praise for him."
"Of course I'm praising him. I have no grudge against him. Why would I slander someone else's child for no reason?"
Yan Qing sighed softly, with a look of heartache in his eyes as he said, "This child is the eldest son of the palace, and he lost his mother when he was young. It is inevitable that His Royal Highness Prince Jin will not be able to take care of the family when he is away fighting.
At such a young age, he had to manage servants and take care of his younger siblings, so he must have had to think about many more things than his peers."
She was actually a little angry as she spoke, and said with a stern face, "If you don't raise it, why give birth to it? It will only make the child suffer."
Hearing that she was truly distressed, and not annoyed at Zi Yan's overthinking, Song Yanxi wiped her eyes and asked with a smile, "Mother, do you really think that His Royal Highness Prince Jin could give birth to such a big son?"
"How can I not give birth?"
Yan Qing calculated Mo Jinchuan's age and said, "Your Highness Prince Jin should be twenty-nine after this year, and the child looks only about thirteen or fourteen.
The royal family was enlightened early, and those princes had concubines in their rooms when they were in their teens. However, because the status of the concubines was low, they were controlled and prevented from getting pregnant.
Thinking of something, she suddenly asked, "Xi'er, what army rank does Prince Jin belong to?"
Song Xubai answered for her: "Sixteen years old."
Yan Qing nodded thoughtfully and said, "Maybe it happened before he left Beijing. Who knows? This kind of thing happens a lot among wealthy families. It's not new."
But then she felt something was wrong. If this was really the child left behind before he went to war, and he was not in the palace, how could the child still be born?
Any family with some respectability in the capital would not allow a concubine's son to be born before the legitimate son. Even if it was a concubine who was married into the family, no one else would dare to act rashly until the wife was pregnant.
Not to mention, it is the royal family that attaches the most importance to blood inheritance and determines the hierarchy based on the status of legitimate and illegitimate children.
The wife hasn't even entered the house yet, but the illegitimate sons are already born, and there are three in total. Which daughter from a good family would want to become a stepmother as soon as she gets married?
When Yan Qing went out to attend banquets or drink, she often heard people talking about this matter in private. Like those ladies and noble girls, she suspected that there was something fishy going on.
But His Royal Highness Prince Jin never married, and the one in the palace never expressed anything, so everyone naturally thought that the four little masters in the palace were born to his beloved.
Rumors were spreading that His Royal Highness Prince Jin's beloved had gone from one person to four people.
The only thing that remains unchanged is the Jinwang Mansion's silent attitude from beginning to end.
As time went on, everyone believed the rumors, including Yan Qing.
When she met her daughter's smiling eyes, a bold guess suddenly came to her mind.
The Jin Palace has not made any statement, perhaps not because of tacit approval as rumored, but because it is unwilling to make any excuses.
Those who are clean will be clean by themselves.
Yan Qing pinched his palms, thinking that he might have overthought, but he couldn't help but suppress his excitement and asked, "Xi'er, what about this child?"
Without waiting for Song Yanxi to say anything, she murmured, "This child doesn't even bear the slightest resemblance to His Royal Highness Prince Jin."
Song Xubai said quietly, "Maybe he takes after his mother's appearance. He doesn't look like his two brothers."
Yan Qing suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head, and his heart sank.
She looked at Song Yanxi worriedly and whispered, "Xi'er, all the men from the noble families in the capital have three wives and four concubines. Even Lin Tingfeng dreamed of marrying a concubine, let alone the royal family?
His Royal Highness Prince Jin does not have a wife yet, and you are remarried, so I am afraid you can only be a concubine."
Song Yanxi said calmly, "Then I won't marry."
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