42 Chapter 42

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The fragrance of tea lingers, and the white mist is thick. The small window of the private room is closed tightly, blocking out the bustling people outside. The teahouse is quiet and quiet without being disturbed. It is a good place for conversation.

Wen Yiqing was a little uncomfortable.

She picked up the tea cup, lightly moistened her lips, and quickly put it down. The heat spread through the white porcelain into her palm, making it slightly hot. She had no intention of distinguishing the type and fragrance of the tea leaves, but she could feel the eyes of the person opposite her falling on her. Their eyes were as burning as Xia Yan, making her dare not raise her head and look directly.

The person in front of her has a noble status and is the most honorable and prominent person in the world. She should not be equal to him. What's more, she shouldn't even have the chance to recognize this person.

Wen Yiqing took another sip of tea.

"You... if you have anything to say, just say it directly." Wen Yiqing said softly: "There are many things going on in the shop, and a civilian woman can't stay away for too long."

Bian Chen was noncommittal.

He raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him and noticed that Wen Yiqing was deliberately avoiding his gaze. He sighed in his heart and raised his hand to refill her tea.

She even put down the cup, put her hands away cautiously, and lowered her gaze.

I wish I could write it off completely, not even a single bit relevant.

Bian Chen lowered his eyes, stopped pressing, and said: "I have already dealt with what happened at Qingsong Academy yesterday."

"...Thank you."

"Yesterday the prince returned to the palace and told me what happened in the school. It was the Qi family who did it." He said: "I sent someone to check before. You are a bloodline left behind by the Qi family, and you came to Beijing for this reason. But now you live alone with your children, but they attack you again and again."

Those aristocratic families are secretive, and you can figure out the causes and consequences with just a little thought. They are nothing more than flattering the superiors and suppressing the inferiors. Although Zhongyong is a descendant of meritorious deeds, he has made no achievements in the court over the years. He only knows how to make friends and flatter people. He is a merchant. Compared with a daughter who is already married and a daughter who is Mrs. Hou, the latter is naturally more popular.

This matter had nothing to do with him, and he didn't have to interfere in his ministers' family affairs, but the biological daughter of the Qi family was Wen Yiqing, and he couldn't just ignore it.

"You asked me to leave it alone, but the Qi family attacked several times and harmed all of them." At this point, the head of the person in front of him lowered even lower. Bian Chen paused, recalling whether his tone of voice was too harsh and scared her. He didn't mean to blame her, and he didn't know how to explain it. He could only lower his tone in frustration, "Shanshan is my daughter. Although she is She hasn't grown up with me, but I still love her and love her, and those people in the Qi family can't bully her."

"I know." Wen Yiqing lowered her head and responded in a low voice: "Shan Shanyin was implicated by me. If it hadn't been for me, Uncle Zhongyong's mansion would not have regarded her as a thorn in his side. She should not have suffered these grievances."

Bian Chen frowned slightly: "I'm not blaming you."

"..."

Wen Yiqing pursed her lips tightly.

But she couldn't help but blame herself.

As a mother, who is willing to let her daughter suffer? Her kindness is still so small. She has never suffered or been wronged since she was a child. She still thinks that she is doing a decent job as a mother, but she still allows her to suffer. The younger daughter suffered from her. If she had not come to Beijing, if she had no true or false background, things like this would not have happened.

In fact, she couldn't even do anything good.

Her daughter was supposed to be a legitimate little princess. No matter how arrogant the Qi family members were, they would never dare to bully the royal family. She Shanshan wanted a father so much, but it was all because of her selfishness that she couldn't recognize him even if he had a father.

If Shanshan could follow her biological father, she would naturally enjoy endless wealth and glory, but how could she bear to be separated from her child. She was pregnant in ten months and gave birth to a daughter after all the hard work. After her parents passed away, Shanshan was her only relative. The girl she raised with her own hands, such an innocent and obedient girl, was the one she held dear to her heart. A daughter whose life is in jeopardy.

So he can only lie to her, use the little palace maid as an excuse to coax her, and use his own selfish interests to force her to stay with him.

Now she has been implicated again, causing her to be framed and bullied. Not to mention the emperor, she has herself to blame.

Wen Yiqing took a deep breath, her eyelashes were wet, and she tried very hard not to let tears fall.

Bian Chen sighed softly.

He took an empty cup, filled it with hot tea and pushed it over. When Wen Yiqing didn't take it, he forcefully handed it to her hand. It was clearly midsummer, but her fingertips were cold, and the cup filled with hot tea was like charcoal in the cold winter.

Bian Chen's eyes moved slightly and his chest felt clogged.

Although his Ah Qing was already a mother, she was still young, only in her twenties. Many people were still living in confusion at this time, but she had to support her family and support her family. She has neither elders to help her nor a husband to rely on, and she even has to face difficulties from her biological parents.

He should have been by A-Qing's side, protecting her and being her most intimate lover. But she didn't believe him.

"You don't have to be afraid. I don't want to take Shanshan away from you." He explained: "It's just that Shanshan is my daughter. I have been indebted to her for several years. I just want to fulfill my biological father's responsibility and protect her." One or two, keep her from being bullied.”

"..."

"She is still your daughter. No one will take her away from you. If you don't want to, I won't let others know her life experience." Bian Chen pursed his lips, "I promise."

"..."

He pinched his brows and said tiredly: "Even if you don't believe me, I won't lie on this matter."

Wen Yiqing remained motionless.

After a long while, she picked up the cup and took a big gulp as if she had made up her mind. After drinking the hot tea, even his pale face became much rosier.

She responded softly: "Okay."

"If you want, it's okay to come and see Shanshan. She, she has always wanted to see you." Wen Yiqing lowered her eyes, the white mist in the cup blurred her vision, she whispered: "But don't say anything about her As for her life experience, she can’t keep her mouth shut and can’t keep secrets. Just like what you saw at Jinyun Temple before...is that okay?”

Bian Chen nodded happily.

"how about you?"

"I?"

"You are a bloodline of the Qi family. If you want to recognize it, I can help you."

"No need." Wen Yiqing said coldly: "I have my own parents and I don't want to have anything to do with them. As long as they don't bully Shanshan, they can accept whoever they want as their daughter."

"That……"

"No need." After hearing what he was about to say, Wen Yiqing quickly interrupted him: "As long as you help Shanshan, don't worry about me."

Since you have made up your mind to pretend that nothing happened in the past and there is no longer any entanglement, there is no need to mention any compensation for the debt. Anyway, one of them is a 95-year-old and the other is a civilian merchant. They are not related to each other.

"..."

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

Wen Yiqing soon became restless. She did not dare to look directly at the person opposite, so she glanced at the sky outside. Outside the window, the sky was still bright. It was still early, but she began to find it difficult to drink the hot tea in her hand.

"A commoner woman has important matters to attend to." She left hastily: "I forgive you, a commoner woman, to leave first."

What needs to be said has been said, and the emperor did not stop him.

She breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, thought about it, saluted again, and then walked out.

Just when she was about to walk out, the person behind her suddenly said: "Aqing."

Wen Yiqing paused slightly, put his hand on the door of the private room, and was about to push it open.

"I have sent Concubine Zheng out of the palace." He said, "The harem has no owner. If you want, you can nod at any time."

She turned around in shock.

Bian Chen wanted to discern her reaction from her expression, but before he could see clearly, she turned her head away in a hurry, then opened the door of the private room and walked out quickly without saying a word.

I heard a burst of rapid footsteps stepping on the wooden steps, thumping, thumping, like a frightened hare encountered while hunting, and disappeared in a panic.

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