968: C968 I Believe in Her

C968 I Believe in Her

Yekang felt awkward.

It could be seen that the entire palace was looking forward to Zhencan being able to reconnect with Fourth Prince.

But...

Yekang pondered for two seconds and looked at his admirers. "Your Majesty, I have something to report to Your Majesty in private."

The smile on her admiring face gradually disappeared and she asked faintly, "Does General Qiao want to talk about business or private matters?"

Obviously, her admirer had understood something from Yekang's reaction.

Furthermore, she was unhappy with her admiration.

Yekang was stuck in a dilemma. The question of admiration was actually a trap. No matter how he answered it, it was all wrong.

Qingsong drank the rice wine in his cup and raised his head to look at Yekang. "General Qiao, if you want to report to Royal Brother about Zhencan's matter, then naturally I will not retreat."

That pair of black bright eyes stared at Yekang with full of spirit, as if they were prepared to Zhencan not want him.

However, his attitude from the beginning to the end, had never changed since he was young!

Facing Qingsong's infatuation, Yekang felt extremely ashamed.

It was not that he had to avoid Qingsong, but once Qingsong knew Zhencan's current condition, he was afraid that he would get hurt even more!

Yekang hoped that Qingsong would give up, but he did not want Qingsong to get hurt more!

Yekang could only look at her with sincere admiration. "Your Majesty, the matter is more complicated. It is already... not the same as before. I need to talk to you alone."

"Impossible!" Qingsong poured himself another glass. "I am not leaving!"

Yekang pursed his lips and did not say a word.

Qingsong closed his eyes in admiration. When he was still in his swaddling clothes, even if he admired someone, he would raise them with one hand. Naturally, he would cherish them and understand them very well.

It seemed like Yekang really had something that was difficult to say, which was why he was so persistent.

Qing Mu took the cup away from Qingsong's hand and said gently, "Be good. Go for a walk in the courtyard first. After a while, when General Qiao is done speaking, you can come up again. I guarantee that I will tell you exactly what I want to say. How about it?"

Qingsong stared at her admiringly and said in a low voice, "Royal Brother, you know me. Don't lie to me."

He sincerely promised her, "Not to that extent. No matter where or when, I will put your worries first. I promise!"

Qingsong was silent, and his eyes became redder and redder. "Little Five believes in you."

He got up and left.

He gave Yunxuan a look of admiration.

Yunxuan understood and personally supervised Qingsong to stroll around the courtyard.

Time slowly passed. On the coffee table, a thick and fat candle was lit under a pot of rice wine, maintaining the temperature of the wine at all times.

Qingsong drank his glass of wine with admiration.

After she finished drinking, she walked to the window without saying a word and looked outside.

When he saw Yunxuan walking and chatting with Qingsong on the cobblestone in the yard, he closed the curtains and turned to Yekang. "Little Five is in the garden. If Uncle has anything to say, you can tell him.

We are family. If there is anything difficult to talk about, we should understand. If we can help, we will help.

However, if there is nothing that is difficult to say in my definition, then forget it! "

Yekang felt guilty in his heart.

But no matter what, that was his own daughter. If she made a mistake, his father could only take responsibility for it.

He stood up and welcomed the admiring eyes. "Your Majesty, I only had news of Zhencan a week ago.

At that time, it was located that she was in the hospital..."

Yekang was loyal to the country and to the king. He said whatever he had and told her everything that had happened.

After he finished, he said sadly, "If Your Majesty wants to punish me, feel free to punish Qiao family!

We felt very guilty about this from the beginning to the end!

But now Zhencan is no longer suitable to marry into the Imperial Family. She is not qualified to be the Imperial Concubine. I really want to tell Fourth Prince about this matter, but I am afraid that he will be impulsive.

So I can only discuss it with His Majesty first!"

Qing Mu clenched her fists, and the veins on her forehead bulged." Our Little Five has been infatuated with youth for so many years until now. In the end, Chuncan dumped him for no reason. She dumped him and then started to talk about boyfriends. She even gave birth to a child!

If you want us to understand, how can we understand?

Don't say that you don't know how to speak to Xiao Wu, even I, this older brother who brought Xiao Wu up with one hand, can't speak!

You look at your daughter being unable to teach her properly, watching your daughter fall to such a state and not have the heart to blame her. Does our Xiao Wu really deserve to be unlucky?

As Royal Brother, I also can't bear to watch him go crazy!"

Yekang lowered his head guiltily. He did not dare to look at the pair of black and angry eyes that he admired.

Although he admired Uncle, there was a difference between the emperor and his subjects!

Furthermore, the Qiao family was in the wrong!

Qing Mu's chest heaved up and down. He turned around and pulled open the curtains again. He looked down at his foolish younger brother, who was still waiting in the cold wind!

He said coldly, "General Qiao, go back first! I know about this. But... Zhencan is not allowed to marry before Xiao Wu gets married. This is my original decree. It is also your Qiao family's agreement! Regardless of whether she is unmarried and has a premature birth, or no matter what, it is good. Jun is not joking! If your Qiao family wants to defy the decree, I will definitely punish you according to the law!"

The crime of deceiving the Lord... It is not a joke!

Yekang anxiously looked at his admirers. "Your Majesty! Zhencan, she..."

The admirers did not turn around and forcefully interrupted him. "The daughter of your Qiao family is a daughter, but the son of my Lo family is not a son?

Just wait and see!

There are many good girls in the world, and not only your Qiao family has them!

Sooner or later, our Little Five will find a girl who is better than Zhencan!

At that time, it won't be too late for Zhencan to marry again! "

Yekang bowed towards the back of his admiring figure. "Yes!"

Qingsong waited in the courtyard.

He waited for Yekang to enter the underground building with a solemn expression. He then hurriedly got into the car and left.

Qingsong hurriedly rushed upstairs!

He suddenly opened the door and looked at the back of the admiring figure inside. He faintly felt that there was an unhappy atmosphere that had dispersed just now.

Qingsong was flustered!

He walked in step by step, closed the door, and looked at the admiring figure. "Royal Brother?"

His admirers responded softly. They were still considered gentle, but they did not turn back for the time being.

Qingsong continued to walk forward and asked, "Royal Brother, what happened? You... What did General Qiao say just now?"

" Oh, nothing. " Qing Mu turned around and looked at his flustered appearance. She smiled and said, "Come and sit. It's fine."

He walked forward and sat down. Qingsong also followed and sat down.

However, Qingsong clearly felt that the atmosphere was not right. Royal Brother, I am no longer the previous Little Five. I have the ability to bear it. Just tell me the truth.

Is it because Zhencan doesn't want to be with me?

It doesn't matter. I am mentally prepared. Back then, she just disliked me for not being good enough. Now, I... I am working hard to become an outstanding person. I believe that my efforts will be seen by her!"

"Xiao Wu." Looking at him admiringly, she said with some heartache, "Not everyone is like you, guarding the beginning. Do you understand?"

Qingsong had just sat down when he suddenly stood up and looked at him. "Royal Brother, what do you mean?"

"Zhencan fell in love with someone else." She looked at him with admiration. "They have a child. Zhencan brought a child back this time."

There was no sound in the room for three whole minutes!

Qingsong felt as if his world had been struck by lightning. There was only a bolt of lightning!

He shook his head and shook his head hard. "Impossible!

When I hugged her yesterday, I could feel her struggling. I could feel that she was very dependent on me for a moment. Although it was only for a short moment, I could feel it!

It's impossible for her to love someone else! "

Qing Mu looked at him firmly." That man is dead! When he died, Zhencan was already pregnant!

Xiao Wu, although I lost my temper at Uncle just now, that was only to let out a breath for you!

If it was really reasonable, the matter of men and women loving each other, and you guys were adults, you had already broken up. What right do you have to not allow others to fall in love?

Even if Zhencan broke up with you, it would still be her own matter if she fell in love with you and gave birth to a child. It had nothing to do with you!

Xiao Wu, you are a man. There is no such thing as beauty in the world. Think about it!"

Qingsong's eyes were instantly filled with fog. Sparkling drops of liquid rolled down his cheeks.

He knew that a man's crying nose was useless.

However, when you loved a person from the age of three to the age of twenty, how could you part with such feelings?

Qingsong lowered his head and hugged his head.

His admirer went forward and hugged his younger brother tightly. "Be strong, it's just a breakup. Be strong, it's fine. It's fine. Everything will pass."

Qingsong cried for more than ten minutes and calmed down for another twenty minutes.1

When he got up again, Qing Mu said, "Go back to your chambers and stay with your mother. Prepare for the concert. Don't think about anything else for now."

Qingsong took his coat and put it on. Before he went out, he gently said, "Royal Brother, no matter what, I believe in Zhencan.

I believe in her. I believe in her character and kindness. "

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