Chapter 242: The Marquis’s wife is dying?

In Achao's heart, Xie Yan is a good man.

Suddenly, Gu Huai laughed.

That laughter was indescribably weird.

After hearing this, Buyan became more and more flustered.

A bystander can see clearly that the prince has clearly stepped into a dead end.

Gu Huai ignored Bu Yan's advice and waited for good news with confidence and interest.

A quarter of an hour.

A stick of incense.

One hour.

Gu Huai lost his patience.

He looked up at Bu Yan and asked, "Still still?"

"Did she not touch the meal that was sent to her?"

Bu Yan lowered his head and said, "Maybe Miss Lu has a poor appetite and doesn't eat much."

Gu Huai suddenly raised his hand and swept the table, and with a sweep of his robe sleeve, the cups and plates fell to the ground.

"No, she doesn't have a poor appetite. She's just on guard against me."

Gu Huai's deep voice was filled with a morbid and obsessive possessiveness.

Without saying anything, he lowered his head even lower, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: Isn't it normal to be on guard?

"Push me over." Gu Huai frowned with a sinister look in his eyes.

The hurried and impatient knock on the door woke up the drowsy Lu Mingchao.

Lu Mingchao frowned, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, hiding the sarcasm in his eyes, and opened the door calmly.

Gu Huai looked at Lu Mingchao carefully.

Her cheeks were rosy and smooth, her eyes were clear as water, without any sign of illness.

Gu Huai felt a sense of defeat in his heart. "A Chao, you know, right?"

"Know what?" Lu Mingchao asked with a playful look.

"Achao, I'm doing this for your own good." Gu Huai said earnestly.

Lu Mingchao felt that he was hallucinating, and replied in a neutral tone, "Thank you for your kindness, Prince Gu."

"Prince Gu, if you have nothing else to do, you should leave as soon as possible."

"I miss Madam Hou very much."

Gu Huai looked up at Lu Mingchao, his tone heavy with grievance, "Achao, for the sake of our future, can you abort the baby in your belly?"

Lu Mingchao leaned over, looked directly at Gu Huai, and suddenly smiled.

Laugh openly and laugh freely.

For a moment, Gu Huai was distracted and dazzled.

Even though he was somewhat dissatisfied with the no longer soft and docile Achao, he had to admit that such Achao was so beautiful that one could not take his eyes off her.

It's not just the face that was meticulously carved by God, but also the temperament that radiates from the inside out.

The former Achao was like a bud on a branch about to bloom, reserved and full of vitality.

Today, the bud has blossomed beautifully, but sharp thorns have grown on its edges. In addition to its beauty, it also reveals a sharpness that cannot be ignored, making it even more fascinating and haunting.

Gu Huai couldn't find the right words to describe Ah Chao in front of him.

It was as if the green pines and bamboos on the snow-capped mountains that never melted had suddenly blossomed into gorgeous flowers overnight.

He was like a traveler who got lost in the snowy mountains and caught a glimpse of a strange and stunning scene, and has been thinking about it day and night ever since.

He missed the once gentle and docile A Chao, and also wanted to pluck the enchanting ghost flower of the present.

"Gu Huai."

The crisp sound was like snow falling on one's cheek.

Gu Huai came back to his senses, but the infatuation in his eyes lingered for a long time.

"The baby in my belly can wake up my mother and take care of her until she dies. Can you do the same?"

The light words were like a huge rock falling from the sky and hitting Gu Huai's pool of spring water, disrupting the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

Gu Huai's hands tightly grasped the armrests of the wheelchair. "Are you kidding me?"

Lu Mingchao stretched out his index finger and shook it gently. "Isn't it Prince Gu who is fooling me?"

"Prince Gu, you can't believe a single word you say."

"Most importantly, you and I have no future."

Lu Mingchao stood up and asked seriously, "Prince Gu is not active in his work. Is he dissatisfied with the will of His Majesty?"

"What's so good about Xie Yan!" Gu Huai was furious.

Outside the window, the wind blew, carrying the flower petals to who knows where.

When he heard Gu Huai mention Xie Yan, the light in Lu Mingchao's eyes dimmed slightly.

Xie Yan's injury...

Seeing this, Gu Huai became even angrier.

There is a long time to come, there is a long time to come. Ah Chao and Xie Yan have only been together for half a year. No matter how strong their feelings are, they will gradually dilute and become indifferent during the long separation.

The car back to Beijing continued on its way.

Changxi Village.

Xie Yan bandaged all the wounds on his body, big and small. Holding the letter in his hand, he glanced at the medicine and food in the wooden box, and his heart softened.

His Ming Dynasty did not seem to be good at sweet talk.

A letter, densely packed with instructions that were detailed and appropriate.

Through every word and sentence, he could almost imagine the scene of Ming Dynasty picking up the pen, dipping it in ink, writing, stopping, thinking, and then writing again.

The eyebrows and eyes must be gentle and nostalgic.

Looking through the whole article, there is not a single word of love.

But in his eyes, every word was a touching love talk.

Ming Dynasty...

Xie Yan pressed the letter to his chest, and his unstoppable passion grew even stronger.

He folded the letter carefully, put it back into the wooden box, and walked out.

He had to make up a suitable excuse to appease his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"What?" Yunniang cried out in surprise, and then murmured, "Since the wife of the Marquis of Yongning is seriously ill and will not live long, I have been raised by her for fifteen years, so I should go and see her for the last time."

Xie Yan pursed his lips, dumbfounded.

Did he just say that he was going to die soon?

I can’t remember, I can’t remember.

Yunniang sighed, "Isn't it too hasty to leave at night?"

"Chao Chao is still pregnant, and I don't know if the person who comes to pick her up can take good care of her."

Yunniang was worried and wished she could grow wings to chase after him.

Xie Yan explained with a guilty conscience, "The people in the Marquis' Mansion are anxious, fearing that if there is any delay, the Marquis's wife will die with regrets."

Yunniang looked worried. "No matter how urgent it is, you can't even give me time to say goodbye. The people in the Marquis' Mansion are really overbearing and domineering. They don't really love Chaochao."

"Lu Miao is still in the mansion, and mother is really worried about Chao Chao."

Lu Miao has never been a tolerant and easy-going person.

"Xie Yan, if Chao Chao is wronged in the Marquis' Mansion, is there no one in the capital who can protect her and make decisions for her?"

"Or I can rent a carriage and go to the capital now."

Yunniang was at a loss, and Lu Chunsheng paced back and forth, sighing continuously.

"Mother." Xie Yan said, "Ming Chao grew up in Shangjing, has a close friend, and is protected by His Royal Highness Prince Duan and Princess Pingning. The Yongning Marquis and his wife would not dare to let Ming Chao suffer any grievances."

"I also have old friends in Beijing who will be a help to the Ming Dynasty."

Lu Chunsheng stood still, his back slightly hunched, and looked at Xie Yan with scrutiny, "You..."

"Do you have any old friends in Beijing?"

"Aren't you a refugee from famine?"

Xie Yan frowned slightly, and after thinking it over, he said evasively, "My ancestors were once prominent, but something happened and our family fell into poverty. There was also a famine, so we fled here."

Lu Chunsheng suddenly realized, "No wonder you are different from ordinary hunters."

"The world is cold, people leave and tea gets cold, maybe old friends will come back..."

Lu Chunsheng didn't finish his words and sighed quietly.

Then, he changed the subject, "Yunniang, Chaochao has her own ideas. You and I will wait for her at home so that she can feel at ease."

Lu Chunsheng was no less worried than Yunniang.

He knew clearly that banging his head against the wall every day would not win the sympathy of the Yongning Marquis and his wife.

The Marquis's Mansion is cold, cruel and selfish.

Gu Huai is in trouble everywhere