Ning Huayue lost Grandma Wang as her helper, which was a big blow to her.
Mrs. Ning visited the Prince's Mansion after she became seriously ill.
She looked at her daughter who was in pain and despair, feeling extremely painful in her heart but unable to do anything.
Ning Hua Yue was indeed at fault for what happened to Grandma Wang, and Mrs. Ning understood this. But it's one thing to understand, but to truly accept it is to make her feel less sad and angry than Ning Huayue.
The mother and daughter held hands and cried, and Mrs. Ning choked with sobs: "You are defeated because you did not get the favor of His Royal Highness, otherwise you would not have let that lowly woman weigh on you."
Ning Huayue cried too much in the past few days, and her voice was hoarse: "Stop talking, mother, please stop talking. First it was Lan Xin, and then Grandma Wang. There is only one Lingyun left by my side. Is it one day?" Does she want to take Lingyun into account?"
She felt that she was a failure. The wife that the prince was marrying was no better than a powerless and helpless maid.
Ning Huayue regretted: "The prince is indifferent. He doesn't see how our Ning family supports him behind the scenes, and he won't treat me any better because of it."
No matter how unfavored other people's wives are, the male master will always give the female master a little respect on the first and fifteenth day of every month. When it comes to Yan Fuguang, it is simply delusional.
He has reached the point where he can completely ignore her. He will never care about her happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy. Ning Huayue even thought that maybe one day she died quietly in the backyard, and he would not be moved at all.
"I should have married someone who cared about me in the first place, so that I wouldn't be so sad for the rest of my life."
"Mother, if my father and grandfather hadn't persuaded me, I wouldn't have married him..."
Mrs. Ning hugged Ning Huayue and shed tears. At that time, many people were eyeing the position of Princess Jin. Who knew that when she got the position, they would realize that this was not a good thing.
"Don't blame us. We didn't expect this to happen at the time."
Ning Huayue took a deep breath, and said with tears on her face: "I don't blame you, I blame my bad luck, I blame him for being cold-blooded and ruthless, and I blame that bitch who entered Jinxiyuan!"
Her back teeth were clenched together. At this moment, she wanted to cut Lu Qing into pieces to relieve the hatred in her heart.
"I wrote down everything she did one by one. One day, I will get it back!"
Ning Huayue drank a large bowl of medicine in one gulp, and her hatred for Lu Qing miraculously cheered her up again.
This year's New Year's Eve family dinner was deserted.
Ning Huayue was seriously ill and could not be present, and there were not many people in the house. After eating and drinking, and listening to the actors on the stage singing a few verses, everyone seemed to feel tired.
Yan Fuguang didn't like these scenes, so he generously rewarded them and said, "It's time to leave."
Red lanterns were hung everywhere in the house. Walking through the verandah with handcuffs in hand, people's faces were illuminated by the light and shadow, which made them feel a little happier.
Ji Qin cut a few plum blossoms and put them into a white porcelain vase. Lu Qing picked up the scissors and trimmed them.
"Your Highness will come over later. Go and have the kitchen cook a bowl of hangover soup."
At the banquet, she saw that Yan Fuguang drank a few too many drinks. He also had a headache all the time. If he didn't pay more attention, he would be uncomfortable tomorrow.
Ji Qin teased: "You are thinking about His Highness everywhere now."
Luqing was familiar with Jiqin, and she revealed in front of her: "Your Highness is good to me, I can't be conscienceless, and I am willing to worry about him."
If Yan Fuguang does not only love Lu Qing, maybe Ji Qin can persuade her not to sink, but facing this unique favor for a long time, Ji Qin can't say these words.
She went from firmly believing that Lu Qing was worthy of these favors to sincerely wishing them both a long life.
**
Princess Xiangyun will marry a small tribe in the north after the new year.
Although this tribe is small in number, it is powerful and often has alliances with other tribes. Marrying Princess Xiangyun can temporarily stabilize the northern border.
Emperor Xihe had long been accustomed to seeking peace through marriage. No one in the court criticized and objected to this decision this time, because Dayan looked stable on the surface, but in reality, only one defeat would destroy these illusions.
Yan Fuguang was so busy that Lu Qing rarely disturbed him, and Zhu Qingjia happened to ask her out again.
Ever since Lu Qing said the words "My Royal Highness" in front of her, Zhu Qingjia would tease her every time. Lu Qing was shy at first, but later developed into a habit.
"What exactly did your Highness say to that person?!"
Lu Qing was confused: "What? Who is 'that person'?"
Zhu Qingjia angrily said: "Who else could it be, Yan Qinghuai!"
Lu Qing asked weakly: "What happened to him?"
Zhu Qingjia's expression was complicated and unspeakable: "He is crazy."
It was so crazy that he actually talked to her in a nice voice and asked her if she wanted to go to Xili with him someday.
Lu Qing snickered: "Isn't it bad for him to be like this?" She got close to Zhu Qingjia's face and said seriously: "You are happy, aren't you?"
"Oops!" Zhu Qingjia covered her face uncomfortably, "What if he plays tricks on me? He pretends to like me, and then I say I like him, and he immediately laughs and treats me as a joke!"
"He would really do such a bad thing?" If so, Lu Qing would take back the good words he said before.
But Zhu Qingjia blushed and said, "No, no, these are all my own random guesses."
Lu Qing: "..."
The speechless aura was too obvious. Zhu Qingjia smiled and sat upright.
"Ahem... You should know that, I like him..." She seemed a little embarrassed to say, "But he doesn't like me. I'm afraid that he will tease me and be embarrassed, so I have been avoiding him these days."
Lu Qing would not laugh at her. It is not a shame to like someone.
She felt that Zhu Qingjia and Yan Qinghuai were destined to be together, but what held them back?
"Is there some misunderstanding that you haven't explained clearly?"
As soon as this topic came up, Zhu Qingjia immediately withered.
"He must have someone he likes. He is not the same type as me. When I wanted to marry him due to some family reasons, I pretended to be dignified and virtuous and lied to him."
I wish Qing Jiasong a lot of happiness if he really has someone to talk to.
Occasionally, she wanted to expose those unspeakable dark sides to the sunshine, but she was afraid of being looked down upon with disdain.
She didn't dare to look into Lu Qing's eyes: "I liked him before we got married, but I knew he didn't like me. Marrying him was the result of my calculations. He minds and hates me, and I can't change it."
So when she faced Yan Qinghuai's transformation, she was helpless and even wanted to escape.
Lu Qing wiped away the tears shed by Zhu Qingjia, just like Zhu Qingjia encouraged her before: "What if he really likes you? You are so good, and I have been with you for more than two years, so I should like you."
In fact, many people do not become brave when they encounter love.
Zhu Qingjia, who has always been confident, forced a smile: "I hope so too, but it's probably not the case. Find a suitable opportunity and let me formally apologize to him."
Then, she drew a clear line with him.
