Chapter 081 News from the Capital

Yuan Ming had never seen Ji Qingyue speak so harshly before, and he felt nervous.

He just grabbed Ji Qingyue's hand and dared not let go, and said quickly: "Aniang was not originally from Shangguan Village. Twenty years ago, she was sold to the Prime Minister's Mansion in Beijing by her parents as a maid. Because of her good looks and superb cooking skills, she caught the Prime Minister's eye, but how could a lowly maid enter the Prime Minister's backyard?"

Yuan Ming took a deep breath: "She didn't even have the qualifications to be a maid, let alone give birth to the Prime Minister's son. After learning about my existence, she tried to escape and married a seriously ill farmer who didn't have much time left in a place where she was unfamiliar with."

Ji Qingyue's pupils trembled: "So, you are the Prime Minister's son."

Yuan Ming said: "Aniang was already pregnant when she came to Shangguan Village. The farmer had no other relatives, so he married her so that someone would see him off after his death. He died of illness shortly after I was born."

"It's obvious that the two of them used each other. He died without leaving anything behind, but in the eyes of the villagers, he was an honest and kind man, my mother was an unforgivable sinner, and I was labeled a bastard when I was born."

Ji Qingyue felt very distressed when she heard this, and whispered, "Husband..."

Yuan Ming smiled at him comfortingly, "But I don't blame them. Every wrong has its perpetrator. The root of everything is Yuan Shanxi. It was he who forced my mother, causing her to have a hard time in the Prime Minister's Mansion and be bullied by his wives and concubines every day. It was also because of him that my mother had to hide her identity and marry a dying man."

"In the past twenty years, she has suffered a lot to raise me, I will not be at peace if I cannot make Yuan Shanxi pay the price."

Yuan Ming's eyes were filled with hatred, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his face was a look of madness he had never seen before.

Looking at Yuan Ming like this, Ji Qingyue couldn't help but feel a little strange, but strangely he didn't feel scared.

"What about me? You deliberately approached me and married me, is it because you like me or do you have other intentions?"

Yuan Ming lowered his head, and his eyes softened in an instant.

He hugged Ji Qingyue tightly in his arms, and said without hesitation: "I love you, I swear I have never thought of using you in this life, and I will never do so in the future."

Hearing the answer she wanted, Ji Qingyue's mouth curled up.

"Never thought about it in this life? What about the last life? What about the next life?"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener took it seriously. Yuan Ming's heart suddenly lifted up, and the hairs on his body stood up. He even began to wonder if Ji Qingyue was reborn like him.

"Okay, I'm just kidding." Ji Qingyue leaned on his chest and said, "I forgive you this time. You must never lie to me again in the future, otherwise I will really be angry." Yuan Ming

was still immersed in Ji Qingyue's words just now, nodding randomly. When he woke up, he regretted it. He had a big thing to hide from Ji Qingyue!

Let's not talk about the various regrets that followed. After the husband and wife talked it out, they returned to the kitchen hand in hand.

The dishes on the table had been cleared away, and Cao was sitting behind the stove to make a fire.

Seeing them coming in, Cao immediately put down the fire stick, stood up, and saw the clasped hands, she felt relieved.

She was afraid that Yuan Ming's poor words would make Ji Qingyue angry, and if the fetus was hurt, it would be a big deal.

She hurried over, held Ji Qingyue's other hand, and said, "Yue'er, we didn't mean to hide it from you, but this matter is not glorious, and it is far from our lives. Telling you will only add to the trouble."

"If you want to blame someone, blame your mother. Ming didn't mean to hide it from you. This was my idea and it has nothing to do with him. If you are unhappy, don't hide it and hurt your body."

Ji Qingyue had just talked it out with Yuan Ming, so how could he be angry? Facing Cao, he only felt distressed.

Cao was just a 19-year-old girl at the time. She was forced to get pregnant and was killed by the other people

in the Prime Minister's Mansion. How desperate she must have been! "Don't worry, mother. I'm not angry. It doesn't matter who my husband's biological father is. Whether he is a farmer or a prime minister, he is still him to me. There is no difference. Even if I knew about this before marrying him, his feelings would not change." Although

these words were said to Cao, Yuan Ming was right in front of her. Ji Qingyue's face and neck flushed when she confessed her feelings like this.

Mrs. Cao cried with joy: "Okay, okay! I knew you were a good child. Ah Ming was right! The dinner is still heating on the stove. You must not have eaten well just now. I'll go get you some."

Mrs. Cao poured the leftovers into a pot and cooked them into a ball. You couldn't even see what was inside. It didn't look very good.

But Yuan Ming and Ji Qingyue each took a bowl, sat at the table, and ate with big mouthfuls.

I don't know if they really didn't eat enough just now, or if their relationship became stronger after this incident, the mushy leftovers in the bowl tasted especially delicious.

After the midnight snack, Mrs. Cao went to clean up the pot and wash the dishes, while Yuan Ming took Ji Qingyue for a walk in the yard - Ji Qingyue couldn't help eating too much, and now her stomach was uncomfortable.

"I heard that pregnant women have to walk more when they are in advanced stages of pregnancy, firstly to exercise their bodies and secondly to correct the fetal position, so as to avoid too much pain during childbirth." Yuan Ming said, "I don't know where we will be by then, we need to make preparations in advance, buy a bigger yard, and build a beautiful garden. We can't just let you revolve around such a tree."

Ji Qingyue chuckled, "My husband, as a man, has given a lot of gifts for having a child."

Yuan Ming's mouth curled up into a bitter smile. He couldn't say that it was Ji Qingyue in his previous life who said this to him, so he could only vaguely pass it off.

"By the way, Xiao Linzi's book has been sold. The shopkeeper of Qingshan Bookstore has a pair of discerning eyes. He quickly saw the value of the book and gave twenty taels of silver." Yuan Ming took out the single money bag.

Ji Qingyue took the money bag in his hand and squeezed it, with a disappointed tone: "Only twenty taels, Xiao Linzi still needs to study, the roof of his house is not strong enough and needs to be repaired, and Master Li needs to see a doctor for treatment..."

Yuan Ming held his fingers to stop him from counting, and laughed dumbly: "How old is Xiao Linzi? He still has a long way to go. He is willing to endure hardships and has talent. Are you still worried about him? Can't make more money? "

Yuan Ming shook his purse up and down and said, "The first sum of money doesn't matter how much it is. The value of existence is huge. It will give Xiao Linzi confidence and motivate him to move forward. Nothing else is important."

Ji Qingyue tilted her head and thought for a while, then laughed, "My husband is right!"

The two of them didn't stroll in the yard for too long. The weather changed suddenly, and it started to rain heavily soon.

The warm light in the bedroom was on, which was particularly warm in the slightly cool rainy night.

Under the eaves, the chubby white cat curled up into a ball, curled up in the nest, with a thick quilt under him. The thunder and lightning outside could not disturb his sleep.

A month passed in a flash, and it was the day of Zhao Yucheng's wedding.

The town keeper's most beloved daughter got married, and the town of Shifang had a grand ceremony. The wedding procession stretched from the east end of the town to the west end, and there were countless large mahogany boxes containing dowry.

The town keeper booked a restaurant for a buffet, and everyone in the town could eat, regardless of the amount of the gift money, which made Shifang Town really lively.

This town governor, who was considered to have done nothing wrong, suddenly became the most respected official by the people of the town.

It is said that treating people to a meal is better than building a road. For the common people, visible benefits are the real thing.

Yuan Ming did not dare to take Ji Qingyue to the restaurant to join in the fun, so he drove a carriage to the Zhao Mansion.

There were five or six tables set up in the open space in front of the main hall, which were used to entertain relatives, friends and friends of the town governor in officialdom.

In order to establish a good relationship between Ji Qingyue and Fu Zhiyan, and of course because of his concern for Ji Qingyue's health, Zhao Yucheng asked the servants to take Ji Qingyue to the bridal chamber, where there was only Fu Zhiyan besides the servants, and he had already ordered people to prepare the food. The two of them had a quiet meal in the bridal chamber, which was much more comfortable than having a banquet outside.

Ji Qingyue had already left, but Yuan Ming had not yet retracted his gaze. Zhao Yucheng teased, "My wife will not eat Brother Yuan's husband, don't worry."

Yuan Ming smiled and said, "I just wanted to see them eating well in the room, so I wanted to follow them."

Zhao Yucheng smiled and shook his head.

But soon he put away his smile, approached Yuan Ming, and said mysteriously, "There is news from the capital."