"Qingyang..." After all, he was his own son. How could Chu Pei watch Chu Qingyang die under the wheels? Without a second thought, he stood up and ran towards the car door, grabbing the corner of Chu Qingyang's sleeve just in time...
With a sound of "ripping...", the sleeve fabric could not bear the pulling force of the two people and broke at this moment. Chu Qingyang's body leaned forward and rolled out of the car in the blink of an eye.
"Ah..." A miserable scream suddenly rang out from outside the car...
"Stop the car! Stop the car now!" Chu Pei's face turned pale instantly upon hearing the scream. He slammed the car door and shouted at the guards driving outside, "Stop the car! Do you hear me? Stop the car now!"
"Whoa..." With a light cry, the guard in front pulled the reins, and the horse gradually stopped galloping.
Chu Pei couldn't wait for the carriage to stabilize, so he jumped to the ground with one hand holding the canopy, and then ran desperately to the back...
At this time, Chu Qingyang was rolling on the ground holding his arms, his face full of pain, his hair disheveled, and his face pale. He had completely lost the handsomeness of a noble young man in the past.
Chu Pei's heart tightened, and he stumbled and almost collapsed on the ground. After calming himself down, he started running towards Chu Qingyang again.
When he got closer, he found that Chu Qingyang was sweating profusely and his expression was extremely painful. Seeing him holding his right arm, Chu Pei realized that Chu Qingyang was injured in his arm.
"Qingyang, Qingyang..." Chu Pei squatted down and helped Chu Qingyang, who was rolling on the ground, to sit up. He held Chu Qingyang's body in his arms, then carefully reached out to touch Chu Qingyang's right arm.
"Ah... Dad, do you want to kill me? Don't you know that my arm was broken by a horse's hoof?" A burst of screams and curses suddenly rang out in the dark night. Chu Qingyang was panting, sweating profusely, and trembling with pain all over his body, but he glared at Chu Pei with hatred in his eyes, wishing he could bite Chu Pei's hand that had just touched him.
Chu Pei's heart was suddenly lifted up, and he felt even more distressed. He did not care about Chu Qingyang's rudeness just now. He raised his head and shouted to Chu Feiyang who was already standing beside the carriage: "Feiyang, quickly help Qingyang get on the carriage."
Chu Feiyang curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, and whispered a few words to the two guards behind him. The two guards stepped forward quickly, and each of them helped Chu Qingyang into the carriage.
"Chu Feiyang, you jinx! If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up like this?" Chu Qingyang started cursing as soon as he got into the carriage. Little did he know that his broken arm was caused by his own selfishness, but now he was putting all the blame on Chu Feiyang. Even the usually stern Qu Changqing was showing dissatisfaction.
The tightly closed carriage curtain was suddenly lifted, and Chu Feiyang stepped in. His face was frosty, his eyes stern, and a hint of irony sneered at the corner of his mouth. He stared at the extremely arrogant Chu Qingyang without any emotion and said coldly, "It seems that the lesson I gave you was not enough to shut you up. If I hear one more insult from you, I will throw you out of the carriage immediately."
"Are you threatening me?" Chu Qingyang stood up suddenly, his left hand tightly protecting his right arm, enduring the severe pain in his body and confronting Chu Feiyang. After seeing Chu Pei step into the carriage, Chu Qingyang continued, "Dad, your good son is going to throw me out of the carriage."
Upon hearing this, Chu Pei's brows suddenly frowned. This subtle movement was seen as full of pride in Chu Qingyang's eyes, as if the pain in his body had also gone away.
"Qingyang, I hope you can be more sensible. In order to save your own life, you used me as a shield, causing your mother's tragic death, and now you are still stubborn. If it weren't for your actions, why would Zhang Lan ask for a body search in the hall? Why do you still do this?" Unexpectedly, Chu Pei's next words made the smile on Chu Qingyang's face freeze.
The smile that had not yet spread out gradually became distorted and ugly. However, after encountering Chu Feiyang's extremely indifferent expression, Chu Qingyang did not speak again for the first time. He took a step back and slowly sat down.
Chu Pei looked at Chu Qingyang like this, feeling an indescribable pain and hatred in his heart. If it weren't for Chu Qingyang, how could Xie be murdered in vain? If Chu Qingyang hadn't gone too far, how could he have ended up like this?
"Is this the thing you've been thinking about so much and don't want to give up?" At this time, Chu Feiyang handed the pieced-together gold medal to Chu Pei. There was no trace of father-son affection in his words, which made Chu Pei's heart sink suddenly. A feeling of disappointment and heartache gradually spread in his heart.
Looking at the gold medal lying in Chu Feiyang's palm, emitting golden light, Chu Pei shook his head, stretched out his hand and pushed the gold medal back to Chu Feiyang, saying with a hint of fatigue: "This is what you keep, from now on it is yours."
"No..." A loud roar came from Chu Qingyang's mouth. He had originally kept his mouth shut, but regardless of the severe pain in his arm, he rushed to Chu Pei in an instant and stretched out his left hand to snatch the gold medal from Chu Feiyang's hand.
'Pa' Unexpectedly, this action angered Chu Pei. Without thinking, he slapped Chu Qingyang in the face, pointed at Chu Qingyang's nose and cursed, "You really have a stubborn nature! You killed your mother, don't you feel any guilt at all?"
"Guilt? Why don't you ask Chu Feiyang? If it weren't for him, how could his mother die in childbirth? Speaking of guilt, who of us feels bigger and deeper? Dad, why do you always keep holding on to me? What's more, this gold medal originally belongs to me, no one can take it away!" After saying that, Chu Qingyang stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to take the gold medal for himself again.
Chu Feiyang was tired of such tricks. He threw the gold medal in his hand into Chu Pei's hand and said coldly: "This is a matter between you and your son. There is no need to involve me. I don't need such things. Changqing, send them back to the prison."
After saying this, Chu Feiyang flew onto the steed that Qu Changqing had been leading the whole time, whipped the horse whip and galloped away...
Chu Pei stood at the door of the carriage, looking at the figure that was gradually moving away from his sight. His mind was full of thoughts but he had nothing to say. In the end, he just frowned and then turned around and sat back in the carriage.
At this time, there was silence in Prime Minister Chu's residence.
Chu Feiyang washed up in the study, changed into a clean Confucian robe, and then hurried back to Mengxin Cottage.
Tiptoeing into the inner room, he saw that the candle on the dressing table was almost burned out and was making a slight crackling sound. Chu Feiyang walked to the candlestick and gently blew out the candle. Then he turned around and walked to the bed, sat down quietly, and looked at Yun Qianmeng's sleeping face in the moonlight.
Recently, due to her pregnancy, Yun Qianmeng's face has become slightly thinner. Her originally pink lips now look slightly white, and her already small face now looks even smaller.
Chu Feiyang gently stroked her sleeping face, feeling the incredibly delicate touch of his palm. A sense of satisfaction suddenly surged in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, forming a perfect arc.
"Hmm..." A moaning sound came from under her body. Yun Qianmeng's eyelashes trembled slightly. After trying to open her eyes several times, she slowly opened her bright eyes that were obviously still sleepy.
Chu Feiyang felt a little guilty when he woke her up, but seeing Yun Qianmeng's rare, innocent look, he couldn't help but be captivated. He leaned down and gently pressed his lips against hers, inhaling her fragrance. His nimble tongue slowly traced the shape of her lips, gently pushing open her slightly pursed lips and tempting her still dazed lips to dance.
Chu Feiyang's hands were also busy. One hand gently passed through Yun Qianmeng's body, gently hugging her, while the other hand was groping towards a certain high place. When he touched her chest, which was slightly fuller than usual, Chu Feiyang smiled with great satisfaction.
"Why did you come back so late?" Unfortunately, Yun Qianmeng had just woken up from her sleep. She put her hands on Chu Feiyang's chest and pushed him away. Then she rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up, yawning and asking.
Being pregnant, even she, who used to sleep lightly, became a little sleepy, and she didn't even notice Chu Feiyang stepping into the inner room.
Seeing that she looked tired, Chu Feiyang knew that he had woken her up. Suppressing his physical needs, Chu Feiyang stretched out his hands to hold her slender shoulders, and pushed Yun Qianmeng back to lie down. He also took off his shoes and socks and lay on the outside, pulling a thin blanket to cover them both. Then he softly recounted what happened tonight.
After all this, Yun Qianmeng lost all desire to sleep. She rested her head on Chu Feiyang's arm and listened carefully to his retelling. After thinking for a while, she said, "So, the Emperor is using this incident to look for something?"
Seeing that Yun Qianmeng had grasped the most important information from his words, Chu Feiyang lowered his head and gently kissed her hair, smiling softly, "It's very likely. However, I'm afraid the Emperor hasn't found what he wanted, otherwise his expression wouldn't be so grim, and he wouldn't have returned the jade token to me so easily."
"What could be worth the emperor going to so much trouble?" Yun Qianmeng was puzzled. Moreover, after listening to Chu Feiyang's description of Emperor Yu Gan's careful observation of the jade token, she felt it was even more strange, as if Emperor Yu Gan cared a lot about it.
"Go to sleep, I will have someone keep an eye on this matter. The emperor probably cares most about this jade token. Now that he hasn't found what he wants from the jade token, I'm afraid it's not a bad thing for the Chu family! You are pregnant now, so don't worry too much, so as not to disturb the fetus." As he said this, Chu Feiyang gently placed his right hand on Yun Qianmeng's abdomen, and a hint of love appeared in his eyes.
Yun Qianmeng chuckled at how cautious he was, and teased, "How can you be so delicate? Can you cause a miscarriage just by using your brain?"
Hearing this, Chu Feiyang couldn't help but laugh out loud. He pressed his thin lips against her forehead, patted her shoulder with his left hand, and said softly, "It's better to be careful. Go to sleep. I don't want to give birth to a night owl."
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