After running away, she was pregnant with His Majesty's cub

He He was thinking, while Eunuch Feng over there was still chattering bitterly: "Anyway, now that His Majesty speaks, my scalp is numb - you say that everyone envies me as a servant in front of the imperial court, but who knows my suffering ?”

Eunuch Feng can be regarded as remembering now, he will never mess with a man who ran away from his wife in the future, he only hopes to stay as far away as possible!

But He He gently tugged at his sleeve and said softly: "I know where the thing Your Majesty is looking for is."

Eunuch Feng immediately clasped his hands together and said, "Grandma—why didn't you tell me earlier, give me the things quickly, and I'll leave it to His Majesty..."

"What's the hurry?" He He snorted angrily, "If you just hand it over like this, His Majesty won't take it seriously, or just forget it in a blink of an eye."

She has read so many scripts, so she naturally knows this man's bad nature, the easier it is to get, the less he will cherish it.

If you have to lose it and find it again, you will cherish it in the palm of your hand.

Since the queen has ordered him to burn the book, she might as well follow the queen's wishes——

He He lowered his voice and said: "Eunuch, when you go back to Qianqing Palace, tell Your Majesty that the queen left me the book, maybe it is the thing he was looking for, anyway, just bring your Majesty to the Spring Palace."

Eunuch Feng thought that He He could always guess Jun's heart right, so he finally agreed and left suspiciously.

As soon as Eunuch Feng left, He He turned around and said: "Quickly, build a stove in the courtyard of the front hall. I want to burn some things left by the queen."

She purposely set up the stove ahead of time, reckoning that when His Majesty was about to arrive, she would burn the pot again.

Huo Rong has been looking for that book for the past few days, and the anxiety in his chest can hardly be concealed——

He already knew Yin Zi, what could that book whispering softly in the boy's dream be?

Therefore, after Eunuch Feng reported the matter to Huo Rong, Huo Rong didn't delay at all, and strode straight to the Spring Harmony Palace——

What caught his eyes was that He He was about to throw the book into the stove.

"Wait!" Huo Rong said sharply, his tone as if a fire was burning: "Show me that book."

The clever little eunuch had already gone up and handed the book to Huo Rong respectfully.

Huo Rong opened it, glanced at the few lines written by the boy himself, and froze immediately——

"Being forced by the crown prince to prescribe medicine to assassinate him, but it's hard to kill him with a sharp knife in his arms, so he simply has a good time with the one he loves..."

"Relying on drugs for a moment of spring breeze, I am really ashamed of my old love, I just want to bury my yearning in my heart, so that he won't be disgusted in the future..."

"I made a new soup for Ah Rong today. I don't know if it is delicious. It is the most satisfying thing to make soup for the one I love every day..."

Huo Rong stood in the courtyard, with the wind howling at the end of winter, standing for a long time, it was as unbearable as a knife cut, but he didn't seem to realize it, holding the book motionless——

From taking the drug to the big wedding, the young man wrote down the details of every time they got along with a pen.

From the beginning to the end, the young man has no murderous conspiracy, no deceit, and no hard-to-get. What is there is only a heart that the young man hesitates when he meets the person he loves——

Every scene after entering Beijing this time, the ones that were remembered and the ones that were neglected, were constantly emerging in front of him.

The young man carefully concealed his identity as a spy, but intentionally or unintentionally, he recited his own poems and pestered him quietly...

The young man cooked soup for him with all his heart, watching him drink it slowly with peeping eyes...

The young man was warming the quilt clumsily. No matter how long he had been lying down, when he pushed the door and walked in, he would always see the furry head on the bed looking up at him for the first time...

I had a nightmare at night, and was dragged into a slender but warm embrace in a daze. The boy seemed to say that he would not leave him. When I woke up the next day, my body was warm all night...

During the winter solstice, I was nostalgic outside the palace of my mother and concubine, and someone walked through the snow and held my hand...

When staying in the warm pavilion, a clingy little thing will follow quietly, thinking about when he will go back to sleep...

Huo Rong's heart was filled with soreness, and he rose slowly, and it stuck in his throat.

And I still feel that Shang Yuan came close to him for the sake of power.

In this book, every detail recorded is clearly Shang Yuan's intentions for him, and it is full of the young man's affection for himself.

The boy's sleeping face slowly appeared in front of his eyes, and Huo Rong couldn't help closing his eyes——

The boy cherished this book so much, even when he was sleeping, he hugged it lovingly to his chest and couldn't bear to let go, muttering that with the book, he would not doubt him anymore.

The boy already knew that he was wary of him...

It was only then that Huo Rong remembered what he had done...

After getting married, he always made threats, and just because of a clue, he arbitrarily judged that the young man must have his heart for Huo Congran...

He asked the boy to be honest with each other, but did he treat him honestly——

If it is done, it is obvious that this matter can be questioned face to face with the young man, so how can he let his indifference and alienation lead to this bitter fruit.

The words on the notebook were like knives, cutting into his heart.

Huo Rong thought for a while, and suddenly thought of something——

The young man is so delicate and affectionate, so the so-called betrayal before may just be because of helplessness?

Since I was not in the capital at that time, there may be other hidden secrets, or it is very possible that someone coerced me.

Huo Rong suddenly hid the notebook in his arms, and rushed towards the gate of the palace without saying a word.

Eunuch Feng hurriedly trotted to keep up: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Where is Your Majesty going, the servant can tell you to go on..."

Huo Rong couldn't hold back any longer, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to leave the palace in person, and go to the suburbs of Beijing to pick up the king and come back."

An old house in the suburbs of Beijing.

Shang Yuan had already known about Nanping's departure from the palace, and told him the general route. Jian Qing saw the dusty Nanping on the side road early this morning, and hurriedly walked to bring him back.

When Shang Yuan saw Nanping, he was somewhat relieved: "Did you see any suspicious people along the way?"

"Don't worry, my lord." Nan Ping said, "I went to the mansion specially after I was on business, and even pretended to take some things to the outskirts of Beijing. Even the master and madam didn't know that we were going far away."

Shang Yuan was silent: "Jian Jia's marriage..."

"After the business name was searched, the home of Second Young Master Su was also searched, and it was His Majesty's personal order—now that the master has rejected the previous engagement, and no one is allowed to mention it again. Rediscovered."

Shang Yuan nodded - all this is not bad as he expected.

However, since the emperor had already taken action, he must have known about the money he confiscated for him.

I don't know if Huo Rong would feel a little guilty?

Thinking of this, Shang Yuan shook his head mockingly.

Why do you think about Huo Rong's thoughts again? He once betrayed Huo Rong, and even framed Huo Rong for rebellion. The marriage Huo Rong bestowed was just a trap.

Now that the matter has come to such a point, it has long been irreversible. As for whether there will be a flash of guilt in Huo Rong's heart, what's the point?

Now that Nanping has arrived, there is no need for them to linger in the capital.

After Shang Yuan took the medicine, his illness finally got better. Jian Qing also knew that he couldn't procrastinate any longer. After resting for a day, the three of them dressed up as merchants who went to Beijing to buy medicinal materials, and finally prepared to leave Beijing by water.

Both land and water can enter Beijing, but as far as the water intersects, fewer people are taken, so it is more hidden.

The three of them went from leaving Beijing to the pier very smoothly.There are two types of waterways in the capital, civilian ships and official ships. Private ships are cheap but mostly low-level handymen. Official ships can also carry passengers, but they are more expensive.

The three of them fled from the capital, so it was naturally inconvenient to carry the official ship, so they had to bite the bullet and boarded a large civilian ship.

This civilian ship was a cargo escorted by an escort agency, and the cabin below was vacated to carry some miscellaneous passengers who didn't have much money but wanted to leave Beijing by water.

As soon as the three of Shang Yuan approached the cabin, they couldn't help holding their breath.

There were already more than a dozen men in the small cabin, all of them were wearing dusty coarse cloth blouses, their faces were dark, and their gleaming greedy eyes kept moving under the three of them.

Shang Yuan had never seen such a scene before, and he couldn't help reaching out his hand for a moment to cover his bulging belly.

Those people looked at his swollen abdomen, but suddenly smiled knowingly.

"Hey, I said—" The man reached out his hand rudely, and pushed Jian Qing's shoulder violently: "You always feel sorry for the beauty, your husband is already pregnant with cubs, how dare you let him sit on this kind of broken boat? "

Jian Qing was pushed so hard that she almost fell, she clenched her fists and said, "This is a private matter between us, I don't need your advice."

Those men didn't say much anymore, they just looked straight at Shang Yuan and laughed loudly.

The three of them only had one small cabin to fit in. Jian Qing wet a towel with hot water and squatted in front of Shang Yuan, trying to hold his slender ankle.

"Thank you..." Shang Yuan hurriedly shrank his feet: "Brother Jian has been tired for several days, so I can do this by myself."

"There is no need to say thanks between you and me in the future." Jian Qing's eyes flashed across Shang Yuan's growing belly, and he condensed slightly: "It's not convenient for you to do these jobs, let me do it—"

Seeing that those hands were about to reach his ankles, Shang Yuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him: "Brother Jian... this... I don't need it today, brother Jian should take care of himself..."

Jian Qing naturally felt Shang Yuan's resistance: "It will take at least three days to travel from the capital to Yangzhou by water. If you don't scrub, how can you recover from fatigue?"

Shang Yuan just shook his head calmly: "I'll call Nanping over later—"

"It's Nanping again!" Jian Qing endured again and again, but this time she couldn't bear it anymore: "A Yuan, what do you think of me? Along the way, let alone touch you, I can't even get close to you. You think that I am the dreaded apprentice, otherwise how could you resist so much!"

Shang Yuan was taken aback, and quickly apologized: "Brother Jian, you misunderstood, of course I can trust Brother Jian, but since there is Nanping, it is naturally not for Brother Jian to do these rough jobs."

He knew Jian Qing's thoughts, and knew that Jian Qing was risking the world's disgrace by helping him, but he was not ready to take that step now, so he could only choose to be sorry.

In the past, after listening to Shang Yuan's explanation, Jian Qing just smiled and said he didn't care, but this time he was uncharacteristically, flipping the hot towel aside with a snap, and said coldly: "I'll go out first."

They went straight to the deck outside.

The moon star was sparse, and looking back from the deck, the so-called capital could no longer be seen.

At this time, Jian Qing's psychology also undergoes a subtle change——

Previously in the capital, Shang Yuan's status as a queen has been haunting his heart, and his thoughts are indeed the same as when Shang Yuan was in the palace. As long as the young man is by his side, he will not have any impatience or dissatisfaction. Just look at it and read it, just take it slowly.

But today, Emperor Gao is far away, the capital has gradually moved away, and Shang Yuan has gradually become a person who is pregnant with other men's children, but has repeatedly rejected himself from the queen who was unloved in the past.

Thinking about what she had done for Shang Yuan, Jian Qing couldn't help feeling out of balance.

Jian Qing blew the wind on the deck for a while, and her mind gradually became clear.

But at this time, a few chatter and laughter came into my ears along with the sound of the wind.

"Look, that man was kicked out by his beautiful young gentleman..."

"Do you have eyes?" Someone said with a smile: "I bet that the stunning beauty in the cabin is definitely not this person's young man."

"No way, no way, that person has a big belly, not this person's young gentleman, but someone else's..."

"So what if you have a big belly? I also think that these two people are not husband and wife, or they are so alienated-I said, this person can't raise children for others, right?"

"It's really possible. Look at his humble appearance. In front of that beauty, he doesn't even dare to speak out loud..."

"You should keep your voice down. Why would someone take the initiative to wear a cuckold these days? Don't let him hear it anymore."

"I'm not afraid when I hear it, it's the truth..."

These people unscrupulously said what you said, what I said, and every sentence followed the wind, and pierced into Jian Qing's heart fiercely.

He gave up everything for Shang Yuan, but he never thought of forcing each other.

But Shang Yuan was as indifferent to him even if he was grateful.

He was pregnant with someone else's child, but he didn't even let him touch a finger——

Why...not to mention other things, just to repay the favor, Shang Yuan can't treat him like this!

Jian Qing lightly clenched his fists, his eyes were filled with darkness.

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Rongrong: My wife loves me so much, I will succeed in chasing my wife

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