Lu Qingtang stretched out his hand and scratched his eyebrows, which were not itchy at all, and said with some embarrassment: "This is actually a fight in the court. Who gave you the surname Dong, and you have done all kinds of bad things. If I choose you, I won't feel cruel. .”
After saying that, Zeng Ke, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but click his tongue, "Master Tang, you have changed, and you are still playing the same tricks as in the Legend of Zhen Huan!"
Lu Qingtang touched his arm with his elbow, "Okay, I'm not against you, we are good buddies."
Zeng Ke rolled his eyes, looking unconvinced.
At this time, Dong Chengbin was smiling bitterly, his chest heaving with laughter. In his laughter, Lu Qingtang and Zeng Ke left the dormitory, ordering people not to torture him anymore or to lock him up.
He was willing to get in touch with government affairs for Mo Xinyuan, which was what he hated most in his life, but he didn't expect that this was a conspiracy from beginning to end. The woman he loved just succumbed to him helplessly and was nothing in the end.
Once faith collapses, it is difficult to recover, and he probably won't live long.
After leaving the room where Dong Chengbin was held, Lu Qingtang came alone to the room where Ji Wuhen and Ji Wenzhan were held.
The room was cleaned very neatly and everything else was in place except that you couldn't leave.
Ji Wuhen was writing at the desk. During these days of being imprisoned, he went from resisting to collapse to helpless. Now he has learned to entertain himself.
Ji Wenzhan was sitting aside reading a book. When he saw Lu Qingtang coming, he immediately stood up to greet him.
The first thing he asked was, "Sister, when are you going to let us go? I'm suffocated to death. Do you want to kill us or let us go? Don't lock us up all day."
Lu Qingtang glanced at him and then at the so-called "father" Ji Wuhen.
She said, "There's no rush. Just wait for two days. Aunt Zhang and Luo Xue will be taking care of the palace. You can stay here with peace of mind."
The DNA comparison results haven't come out yet, so what's the rush?
Two days ago, she asked Ling Guang to send Aunt Zhang and Luo Xue back to Zhennan Palace, and asked him to stay in the palace for a few days before coming back.
Ji Wenzhan put down the book in his hand and sighed: "I can't feel relieved at all. What on earth do you think? Can you tell me?"
Lu Qingtang shook his head and rolled his eyes at him, "No comment!"
Ji Wenzhan sighed deeply, fell directly on the Arhat bed beside him, and wrapped the quilt around him.
On the other hand, Ji Wuhen looked indifferent. He held the brush and wrote the word "forbearance" on the rice paper.
Lu Qingtang leaned over and took a look, "Endure? Who does the prince want to endure?"
She paused and then asked, "Are you tolerating me?"
Ji Wuhen smiled and said nothing, apparently acquiescing.
A kind of loss stuck in his heart, and Lu Qingtang felt a little depressed.
She said disdainfully: "It was the imperial court that asked you to die, not me. You wouldn't just dare to get angry at me, would you?"
He also wrote diss in person, no matter how much he looked like a vassal king, he was just like a sweet potato.
Ji Wuhen on the side waved his hand, "That's not true. I just feel that some things should be let go. Power, fame and wealth are all in vain. Calm down and think about it. What happened some time ago is indeed my fault. , I caused you to almost die, and the so-called 'forbearance' actually refers to you, Princess."
Lu Qingtang was confused, "I don't understand."
Ji Wuhen turned to look at her. There was a scar on her pink cheek. Although it had been treated very carefully, her face was so white that every flaw could be clearly seen.
Compared with life, face actually doesn't matter. If there is no life, it is useless to have this face.
He has calmed down and thought a lot these days. He also has a child, but it is really inappropriate for him to treat a mother like this.
So he opened his mouth to explain, "It stands to reason that Princess Chen should hate me, but instead of using torture on me, you served me delicious food and drinks, which made me ashamed. In fact, I know that Princess Chen is just tolerating Forget it, if there is a decree from the court to kill me, I think the princess will not hesitate to use the knife."
Lu Qingtang: "..."
She sat at the desk, holding her cheek and looking at Ji Wuhen, and said seriously: "You are right, but His Majesty's decree is to kill you two on the spot."
Ji Wuhen's originally calm face was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became a little frightened. A drop of ink fell from the brush in his hand, leaving a round ink dot on the clean and flawless rice paper.
Lu Qingtang burst out laughing when she saw this, and she couldn't help covering her face, laughing so hard that her shoulders trembled.
Ji Wuhen's face at the desk changed from fear to helplessness. He shook his head and continued to write the word "boring" on the paper with ink spots.
While writing, he secretly glanced at Lu Qingtang, who was trembling with laughter, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
At this time, Lu Qingtang really looked like Hua Rou. She had also played tricks on herself like this before, and then she couldn't stop laughing.
They are all mothers, and they are still as naughty as children. She is twenty, not twelve!
When he thought of twenty, Hua Rou's smile appeared in his mind.
She has been away for twenty years, and the girl in front of her who is as cute as a child is also twenty years old. Could it be...
But Huarou didn't say she was pregnant when she disappeared, maybe she was overthinking it.
Lu Qingtang had stopped laughing at this moment. She craned her neck to look at the two words "boring".
She looked up at Ji Wuhen and asked, "What do you mean?"
Are you dissing me again?
Ji Wuhen turned his face to look at her, and the smile in his eyes turned into doting, "I mean, you are just like your mother, you always like to tease people, but you can't help but laugh. Not only do you look alike , even their temperaments are similar.”
Seeing the nostalgic expression on his face, Lu Qingtang rested his head on his arms and turned his head to look at him, "How did you and my mother meet? Can you tell me?"
With a smile on his face, Ji Wuhen put the brush in his hand on the pen rest, then sat opposite Lu Qingtang and began to tell the story about himself and Hua Rou.
That year, his father, the former King of Zhennan, fell seriously ill, and only Yaowang Valley had a miracle doctor who could cure him. So he set off to Yaowang Valley and asked the master of Shuifang Yeshui Valley to borrow a miracle doctor. However, previous Zhennan kings and the chieftains of Nanzhou territory were incompatible with each other, and Shui Xingcan happened to be the chieftain this time.
Instead of borrowing from the doctor, Yaowang Valley poisoned him. He finally escaped from Yaowang Valley alone and fainted in a mountain forest. After waking up, he found that there was a young woman next to him who was trying to save him. The woman behaved and spoke gracefully. Ji Wuhen, who was in love for the first time, naturally fell in love with her. Everything that should happen and shouldn't happen happened.
Ji Wuhen then brought Huarou back to Zhennan Prince's Mansion and successfully cured the old prince's illness. He thought that Huarou was from Yaowang Valley and had no doubt about her identity. But the old prince disapproved of this marriage. He preferred his cousin Xu Lingshu. Even though Huarou later gave birth to Ji Wenzhan, he still did not get the old prince's consent.
Three years later, the old prince passed away. Hua Rou, who was about to become the princess, left a letter and disappeared inexplicably. Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.
Who would have thought that the delicate and beautiful woman died at the age he loved most, and his heart also died.
