Feng Ling stood in the shadows, his back to the cell door. When he heard Chu Yan's words, he sneered, his eyes like flowing fire, filled with a chill.
"good."
No further explanation needed.
They were already on the opposing side.
It was and it is now!
"That's right, I feel the same way! Also, my royal brother, there's no need to keep putting yourself in the victim's position and putting all the blame on me. If you hadn't poisoned me with love, how could that chaotic night have happened? Neither you nor I can escape this! I only owe Yue'er, not you!"
There was a surge of murderous intent in Feng Ling's eyes.
Chu Yan's pupils shrank, and the sky was filled with ice and snow. "It's not this king."
"Heh, that's also your Xiao family!"
Feng Ling sneered.
The Xiao family hated him to the core. He broke his leg, was poisoned, assassinated, and fell off a cliff. Every incident was aimed at taking his life. But if you were to ask who in the imperial city wanted him dead the most, it would definitely be the Xiao family. After all, his father doted on him and his mother, and everyone in the world knew that Empress Xiao and Concubine Feng did not get along.
They wanted Chu Yan to sit on the throne of the emperor, and he was the biggest stumbling block.
"Let's leave it at that for now. I won't argue with you about these matters. As you say, we can reconcile for now, but the hatred between you and me... is also unsolvable!"
Feng Ling's thin lips were as red as blood, and her eyes were deep.
After he finished speaking, without even looking at Chu Yan's expression, he walked straight out of the Imperial Prison.
He wanted to go to Qing's house... to see her.
Chu Yan looked at Feng Ling's back as he left. He pursed his lips and suddenly punched the iron gate hard. With a loud clang, the wound on his hand broke open again, bleeding, but he seemed not to feel any pain.
All I could think about was Feng Ling's words: "Four years ago, I was poisoned by love. If it wasn't you, it would have been someone from your Xiao family."
Was it his mother? Or his grandfather and the others...?
If it's really the Xiao family...
Chu Yan lowered his eyes, his bloodshot. He didn't dare to think about it. If it was really a member of the Xiao family, how would he face Yue'er?
…
Feng Ling left the Imperial Prison, jumped on his horse, and rushed towards the Qing family. When he arrived at the door of the Qing family, he did not dare to go forward and knock for a long time.
At this time, the lights in Qing's house were brightly lit and no one was asleep.
As soon as Qingyue returned home, Rong Wan stood up with her clothes on. Seeing Qingyue being carried back by Qing Ziyuan, she immediately went to greet her.
"What happened to Yue'er?"
Rong Wan stepped forward and saw that Qing Yue's cheeks were pale and her eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that she had been wronged, which made Rong Wan feel very distressed.
"What happened? Is Prince Yu okay?"
Rong Wan hurriedly asked again, thinking that something had happened to Prince Yu, otherwise why would her daughter's eyes be red and swollen from crying? However, she didn't expect that as soon as she finished speaking, Qing Yue, who originally had red eyes, burst into tears.
"Mom, don't mention him."
Qing Yue choked up and didn't even want to mention Feng Ling's name.
“This, this…”
Rong Wan was frightened by the terrifying sight and hurried forward to coax him, "Alright, alright, I won't mention it anymore. Come inside and tell me what happened. I'll take care of it for you."
Seeing her anxious look, Qing Yue shook her head and said, "Mother, I'm fine. I just feel a little uncomfortable. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."
Afterwards, Qingyue was brought into the house and lay down directly on the couch. Rong Wan asked the maid to bring some hot water so that she could wipe Yue'er's face. Then she heard Qingyue say, "Mother, I'm fine. I'm just tired from detoxifying Feng Ling. Please ask the kitchen to prepare some hot water for me. I want to take a bath."
Qingyue felt uncomfortable all over, her lower abdomen was bloated and uncomfortable, and the pain in her body did not subside.
Rong Wan noticed Qing Yue's tired face and knew she wanted to rest right away, so she covered her with a blanket and said, "Okay, Mommy, go tell the kitchen. Yue'er, you can get some sleep first. When the hot water is ready, Mommy will come and call you."
"Thank you, mother."
Qing Yue said in a muffled voice.
It’s great that my family is still around.
She was indeed crying, she was tired of crying, she was crying to detoxify herself. She had a fight with Feng Ling and even though she said harsh words, she felt bad inside.
Qing Yue closed her eyes and fell asleep in a drowsy state, her long eyelashes still wet.
Rong Wan waited until Qing Yue fell asleep before leaving the room. Her gentle face suddenly turned cold. The three people from the Qing family, father and son, did not leave the yard. They all had frowns on their faces and looked like they were worried about something.
Seeing Rong Wan coming out, Qing Zhan hurried forward and asked, "Mother, how is my little sister? Is she asleep?"
As soon as Qing Zhan spoke, Rong Wan's eyes immediately fell on him. She frowned and asked, "Qing Er, you went to look for your little sister. Where did you find her? What happened? Why did your little sister come back crying? She looks like she's been through a lot. Is it Prince Yu?"
Rong Wan usually had a good temper and was not usually angry, but when she did, she could be very unbearable. A series of questions were thrown at her, and Qing Zhan was confused. He hurriedly turned back to ask his eldest brother and father for help, but saw his eldest brother raised his eyes and said, "Second brother, talk to mother properly. Don't let her worry."
Qing Zhan, “……!”
How to say it? He didn't know what the situation was.
"Mom, I don't know what to say. How about waiting until my sister wakes up..."
Before Qing Zhan could finish his words, Rong Wan slapped him on the back, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and tell me."
Qing Zhan grimaced at the slap. His mother wasn't as caring as she was at the beginning. After he came back from the dead, she was truly spoiled like a treasure. His favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake, she personally cooked it for half a month straight...
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