The prince hesitated only a few dozen steps away from Song Qinghuan.
If he goes forward, he may lose the support of the people and become the "concubine" of the "bad princess" in the people's mouth, and completely become a topic of conversation. If he stops, he may hurt Qing Huan and make her feel that they are no longer close.
At this moment, the prince didn't even think about it, he just threw up his sleeves and said: "Wait for her alone in the carriage!"
After saying that, he turned around and left!
I didn't see Song Qinghuan's pale face at all!
The main street is already bustling, and usually people are crowded and bumping into each other. Now such a scene has appeared again. The number of people watching the excitement has not decreased, but there are more people. The whole street is blocked, even if there are all the guards. It took nearly an hour to finally rescue Song Qinghuan.
Song Qinghuan was not happy.
Seeing the eunuch of the East Palace's eyes that couldn't hide her complaints, and hearing the people around her laughing and cursing, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and she was so sad and angry that she wished she could just touch her to death!
She's done.
There was never a moment that made her realize more clearly than now that she was really finished. Not only was she disgraced in the circle of noble ladies, but she was also looked down upon by a group of untouchables. If she tried to get out of this predicament and marry a good man, she would probably It’s as difficult as climbing to heaven.
The fourth prince?
Before, he only valued her face, and would not even grant her the position of concubine, let alone now.
Ji Jingheng?
Yes, yes, yes! Song Qinghuan's eyes flashed with hope, and her heart beat fast. She thought, she had lost her reputation, but she still had Ji Jingheng. In such a critical moment, Ji Jingheng was willing to save her. This didn't mean that he loved her. Are the roots planted deep and unforgettable?
In this case, she can't let go of this life-saving straw!
Song Qinghuan walked out of the main street, walked into the alley step by step, feeling excited, uneasy, and unable to conceal her fear, and walked in front of a low-key and luxurious carriage.
The sedan curtain opened.
Song Qing burst into tears!
"Brother Prince!"
She was like a baby bird that had suffered enough grievances outside. As soon as she saw the prince, her tears couldn't stop flowing down. Without thinking, she flew into the prince's arms.
The prince remained motionless.
Song Qinghuan hugged him tightly, burying her head in his arms, but her heart grew colder.
"Qing Huan."
The prince spoke in a very calm voice, but if you listened carefully, you could hear the trembling and coldness in it. He said, "Tell me why you did this."
Song Qinghuan opened her mouth, and tears rolled down silently.
She was born beautiful, but because of the injury, her cheeks and lips were red and swollen, which hurt her beauty. But after all, she was the sister who had been hurting her since she was a child. She didn't believe that the prince would be so indifferent to her and not feel sorry for her at all.
But she was disappointed.
The prince's eyes were very cold. When he looked at her, he seemed to be looking at a stranger. He only said word by word: "Qing Huan, this is my last question. If you don't answer -"
"Brother Prince!"
Song Qinghuan covered her heart with tears streaming down her face, but she kept shaking her head and said: "No, no, I can't say it, Prince Brother, I can't say it!"
The prince was stunned.
It seemed that Song Qinghuan had his own reasons.
For some reason, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an ominous premonition arose inexplicably. A voice told him, don't ask, don't ask, you will be disappointed, leave quickly, don't ask again!
"You all get out."
The prince closed his eyes and said solemnly: "Qing Huan stays."
He couldn't help but ask.
In the corner where no one cared, Song Qinghuan's tense body finally relaxed, her heartbeat gradually slowed down, and she breathed a long sigh of relief. But when the prince opened her eyes again, she returned to her previous sadness and pain, shaking her head over and over again. , kept saying: "Brother Prince, don't ask anymore, please, don't ask anymore."
She looked at the prince with tears in her eyes and said, "Just think that I have a vicious mind and don't want to see my sister Chuyao."
"I want to know the truth."
"No!"
Song Qinghuan held his head, shook his head vigorously, and said painfully: "Brother Prince, it's not your fault, and it's not anyone's fault. It's all Qinghuan, Qinghuan is vicious, Qinghuan is jealous, Qinghuan is not good enough, don't ask No more, please don’t—"
"It's the Queen Mother, right?"
The prince's lips trembled slightly as he spoke the truth with difficulty.
Song Qinghuan's figure trembled, as if someone had drained his strength away from him, he fell directly to the ground, his eyes were gloomy, and he only murmured: "I, I don't know, don't ask me, I don't know, I do not know anything."
"Stop hiding it! I already know!"
The prince took a deep breath, but still couldn't calm down. He could only grit his teeth and say word by word: "Why! Why did the queen do this! Why didn't you tell me! Why on earth is this!"
Is it just because the Ji family is powerful and must be won over that the queen mother will take risks to plot against A Yao?
Why!
Obviously Ayao is also the queen’s child!
What would she think if she knew that her mother was plotting against her marriage for her own sake? How would she view her mother, and how would she view herself?
When he thought of Yun Chuyao's disappointed eyes, the prince felt his heart tighten, his whole body became cold, and he couldn't help but tremble.
Why is this happening.
Why is it all because of me.
Qing Huan harmed others because of me, A Yao suffered because of me, and he failed to protect either of his only two sisters. He even asked them shamelessly, how could he do this, how could he get to this point!
The prince swayed and fell onto the soft couch, his handsome face as white as gold paper!
"Brother Prince!"
Song Qinghuan cried and rushed forward, choking and saying: "I don't blame you, it's all my fault, everything is my fault, don't feel guilty, don't blame yourself or the queen mother, okay? Brother Prince!"
"The time A Yao fell into the water," the prince closed his eyes and said with difficulty, "it was also the Queen Mother who was responsible for it, right?"
Song Qinghuan said painfully: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault, everything is my fault, brother Prince, it's me who's sorry for Chuyao, it's me who's sorry for sister Chuyao, I've betrayed her trust, I regret it !”
"It's the same thing alone."
The prince felt sour in his heart.
He also felt sorry for little Ayao.
If it hadn't been for him, how would the mother and queen have any intention of marrying each other, and why would they attack A Yao again and again? The person who feels most sorry for A Yao and who should atone for A Yao’s sins the most is obviously himself!
The prince is heartbroken!
He was completely immersed in self-blame, and he failed to notice Song Qinghuan's instantly stiffened body and the flash of venom in her eyes!
The prince actually thought he was sorry for Yun Chuyao?
what about me?
Was my beating in vain? I worked for you and got beaten for you, but you didn't even say a word of comfort or seek revenge for me. You even felt sorry for a woman who beat me and forced me to kneel down?
That's ridiculous!
