Chapter 231 Your Majesty Won’t Let Me Cry
Tao Wanyin was dragged all the way by Prince Yong. She carefully protected her belly and almost fell down several times.
The man who was bursting with anger finally stopped.
"I almost forgot that the princess is a person who cares about her reputation."
Zhao Minghong looked at her with a terrifyingly grim expression.
"There are so many people watching in the front hall, and the princess refuses to tell the truth. Now there is no one else here, so you tell me right here who that wild man is!"
After Tao Wanyin stood firm, her chest was still gasping for breath and her little face turned pale with fright.
Hearing him continue to insult her, no matter how well-educated she was, she couldn't control her anger and raised her hand to slap him.
Zhao Minghong's pupils contracted sharply and a trace of hurt flashed in his eyes.
He didn't dodge or avoid, just stared at her face.
Tao Wanyin raised her hand to his face, but stopped.
Her fingers trembled, then slowly curled up and clenched into fists, and finally, like a lifeless rag doll, they fell to the side of her body.
Zhao Minghong's voice sounded like it came from hell, and he said in a bone-chilling voice, "Why couldn't the princess do it?"
He couldn't contain his anger and said, "The princess who has always been polite and has always been a woman of three obediences and four virtues actually wanted to lay hands on her own husband. What unforgivable thing did I do to make the princess so angry that she wanted to slap him!"
The concubines in Prince Yong's mansion provoked her many times, but she endured it. But when he mentioned her sweetheart a few times, she almost slapped him.
Zhao Minghong's eyes felt sore and he took a deep breath, trying to hold back the bitterness that was surging from the bottom of his heart.
Tao Wanyin dug her nails into the flesh of her palms and forced herself to calm down.
In her current situation, she has no family to rely on, and the only person in this world who is connected to her by blood is the fetus in her belly.
She knew in her heart that she could still survive in this world, and the child in her belly was only a small part, and more importantly, because...
The person in front of you.
Prince Yong was unwilling to depose the concubine and even contradicted the Queen Mother for her.
Qingwu said that Prince Yong even knelt down and begged her for his own interests.
She couldn't imagine the unruly prince kneeling down to beg for mercy.
Tao Wanyin calmed down. She raised her head again, only to find that Prince Yong's eyes were even redder than hers.
His expression was filled with undisguised anger and...grievance.
She then looked at him carefully and saw that there seemed to be traces of crying on his face.
Prince Yong got drunk at the princess's mansion and specifically called her back, making a scene for most of the night, just to humiliate her in public? Do you have to make her admit that there is someone outside and someone in her heart?
Tao Wanyin slowly loosened her hands, she frowned, and seemed to understand what went wrong.
Seeing her raise her hand again and stretch it towards his face, Zhao Minghong's back stiffened.
He said stubbornly, "Go ahead and hit me, but you'd better hit me harder! Leave a slap mark on my face. I will walk around the city tomorrow and let all the people in the city know the two faces of Princess Yong."
To Tao Wanyin, this threat sounded ridiculous and funny.
She wanted to hit him, and he used this painless action, which was not even a punishment, as a threat?
Everyone in the city knows that the Tao family is treacherous, so how can she still have a good reputation?
Tao Wanyin's hand was about to fall on his face. Zhao Minghong closed his eyes with a deathly pale face, and something overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
There was no expected pain or embarrassment.
That hand gently stroked the corner of Zhao Minghong's eyes.
In the dark night, Tao Wanyin thought she had seen it wrongly. Only when she touched it with her own hand did she feel the wetness on her fingertips.
She asked in surprise: "The prince is crying?"
Seeing tear marks and seeing the tears rolling down in person are two completely different feelings.
The latter has enabled Tao Wanyin to confirm that these tears have something to do with her.
Zhao Minghong immediately opened his eyes and snorted, "How could this king——"
Tao Wanyin held her fingers in front of him and said seriously, "My fingers are wet, Your Majesty, please take a look."
Zhao Minghong said calmly, "It's drizzling."
Although it was night, the moon was bright and the stars were bright. There was only a gust of evening breeze, and the weather was so dry that there was not even any dew.
Tao Wanyin continued in a nonchalant manner: "It's still hot."
Zhao Minghong pushed her finger away in anger and said, "This is the urine of a bug on the tree, which accidentally dripped onto my face."
He would rather admit that it was urine than admit that he shed tears.
Deep in the bushes.
Ji Qingwu was leaning against the wall, pulling Emperor Wu Su with her, and eavesdropping. When she heard Prince Yong's lame explanation, she almost couldn't hold back her laughter.
She leaned close to the emperor and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, I didn't expect Prince Yong to be such a crybaby. Has he always been like this?"
Emperor Wu Su denied it, saying, "He has never done that."
Although Zhao Minghong liked to be beaten, he was tough and would not admit defeat. He rarely cried or begged for mercy.
Crying in front of Princess Yong clearly showed that he was heartbroken.
Ji Qingwu said softly: "I now believe your Majesty's words."
Emperor Wu Su's eyes were warm: "What did you say?"
"It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but until he is heartbroken, Prince Yong still has true feelings for the princess."
Emperor Wu Su put his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms distractedly.
He asked, "Do you still not believe what I said before?"
Ji Qingwu was watching with great interest. He pushed him gently and continued to lean forward, wanting to watch what happened next with Prince Yong and his wife.
She hurriedly said, "Believe it, believe it, I believe whatever your majesty says."
"Then whether Ah Wu believes it or not, put your eyes on that side again."
Emperor Wu Su's voice was hoarse from being drunk, but his tone was normal.
"The next one to cry will be you."
Hearing this, Ji Qingwu quickly retracted his head, looking at him with his bright eyes with a little guilt.
Seeing that she had calmed down, Emperor Wu Su pressed her lower back and brought her back into his arms.
The corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction. Ji Qingwu quietly raised his head and said tentatively: "Your Majesty will not let me cry."
Emperor Wu Su narrowed his eyes and hugged her tighter.
"There is one exception."
What's going on?
Ji Qingwu reacted quickly. As the two of them were pressed tightly against each other, they could clearly feel the changes in each other's bodies.
What else could it be?
The heat that had just been blown away by the evening breeze surged up Ji Qingwu's face again.
She pretended to be calm and whispered, "That's hard to say."
Emperor Wu Su's eyes seemed to absorb the light around him, and they lit up in surprise.
But he just said calmly: "Oh?"
You can lose the fight but not the battle. The emperor might forget everything when he wakes up tomorrow. Ji Qingwu started to "talk nonsense" again.
"Why would I cry? I won't cry. Maybe the one crying is His Majesty."
Emperor Wu Su curved his lips and asked politely, "Awu, how do you want me to cry?"
Ji Qingwu looked at the situation outside. Prince Yong and the other two were so busy with their own affairs that they didn't notice that there were other people here.
She cleared her throat and said, "Someone once said that it is still unknown who will win between me and Your Majesty. Your Majesty, please don't be too confident."
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