This princess is inappropriate

Chapter 209

Seeing Beigong Qianling's frowning look, Xiang Yili just glanced in disappointment, her beautiful eyes filled with endless sadness.

"Oh." Beigong Qianling still couldn't hold back, and sighed softly.

Looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, Xiang Yili said: "In three days, you will be canonized as king and move into the palace. At that time, you will be freer than in the palace."

Her voice was calm, with a hint of melancholy.

Beigong Qianling turned his head to look at her, paused for a moment, and then looked away with some shame.

She was right, at that time, it was much more convenient to meet Xiang Yini.

It's just...he had other women in his heart, and Xiang Yili in front of him didn't make noise with him like other little girls, but sat so quietly, gradually, that feeling of guilty conscience, that feeling of indebtedness came to his heart inadvertently. .

"The concubine has something to say to His Highness." Xiang Yili's eyes were dark and he didn't look at him.

"Say." Beigong Qianling still looked absent-minded, a little tired, closed his eyes and raised his hands to rub the center of his brows.

Xiang Yili bowed his head and covered his lower abdomen, and said, "This concubine...is pregnant."

"What?" Beigong Qianling opened his eyes suddenly, his face was full of shock, in order to show that he was close to Xiang Yili, even though he didn't love her, it didn't mean he didn't do anything with her.

It's just... He still couldn't hide his surprise and panic when he heard the news.

Xiang Yili seemed to have expected his unhappy reaction a long time ago, and was only shocked, not surprised, by the fact that she was pregnant.

She slightly raised the corners of her lips, showing a bitter smile, and said: "The concubine has not told others, the news will not reach the emperor, if His Highness does not want this child, the concubine will find a way to get rid of it .”

Hearing this, Beigong Qianling's heart throbbed violently. Even if he had no love for her, he was not so unfeeling. He frowned full of shame, walked quickly to sit beside her, raised his He put his arms around her shoulders, hugged her into his arms, and said, "Fool, I want it, don't do stupid things."

Hearing this, Xiang Yili's eyes flashed an unexpected daze, she looked at him in surprise, and her indifferent tone of pretending to be strong was tinged with a soft cry in an instant: "Really? You... want to Want this child?"

"En." Beigong Qianling nodded seriously. She is his wife, and he should take on the responsibility of being a husband and the father of his future child.

Hearing this, Xiang Yili's eyes softened a little, revealing a faint smile, closing them and leaning against his arms, said: "That's great..."

The news of Xiang Yili's pregnancy quickly spread, and at the same time, Bei Gonglie also urged Beigong Tengxiao to hurry up.

He never cared whether Xiang Yini had taken the anti-child medicine or not, and there was no movement in her stomach for a long time. Even if she was really pregnant, he was determined not to leave another man's seed.

As for Zhonggong Huanli, he couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was. He didn't know if it was because of her appearance, but he always felt at ease with her, and a sense of familiarity lingered in his heart, which gradually eased the pain of losing Chu Jiao. Pear's pain of despair.

But he knew that it wasn't Chu Jiaoli after all, and it was absolutely impossible for him to have too much contact with her and develop too much affection for her.

It is night, quiet and silent.

Bei Gong Teng Xiao leaned against a gorgeous tombstone, drinking wine with his head raised.

The inscription on the inscription reads "The Tomb of Crown Princess Chu Jiaoli", his eyes darkened, and his voice hoarsely said: "Li'er, I know you don't like drinking too much, but I just want to make you angry. "

After that, he frowned and drank a big gulp of wine, and said, "Would you wake up while you're out of breath?"

Yu Luo, he showed a self-deprecating smile a little sourly, and said: "Li'er, I have a child in this palace, you are in another place, taking good care of our child, right? Can you... let me see you too Meet our lovely children?"

He slowly took out a delicate cloth from his arms, put down the jug, lowered his head and slowly unfolded the cloth.

This is the little dress that Chu Jiaoli made for the unborn child. His fingertips ran across the exquisite embroidery pattern, and he seemed to be able to imagine that Chu Jiaoli was embroidering it with a smile full of happiness and expectation, and imagined What a cute child looks like wearing it.

He choked up weakly, and said: "I don't know if our child is a boy or a girl, like you or like me? I hope that his temperament is like yours, so gentle and sensible. When I was a child, I wanted him to be like you." It's too naughty, if he inherits my temperament, he will definitely make you angry..."

He chatted to himself, looked at Xiaoyishang and smiled wryly, recalling what the imperial doctor said in his mind that Chu Jiaoli would never have a child again, and even if she came back to life, she would lose her only child... …

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth violently, and his obsidian-like eyes darkened a bit, as long as he thought of the tragic scene of Chu Jiaoli being dragged down the steps by Xiang Yini, he would make Xiang Yini feel like a thousand knives. I can't explain my hatred even if I cut it!

At the corner of the opposite wall, no one noticed that a woman in a black cloak was secretly hiding here, silently watching this sentimental man.

She just watched quietly like this, following what the man said, she frowned and then loosened, and then frowned again.

Today, the servants said that Beigong Tengxiao went to see the ex-princess concubine, and it has been a long time since he returned home. Chu Jiaoli was worried, and for some reason came up with the idea of ​​secretly visiting him .

Bei Gong Tengxiao's legs were bent and released, and the hanging hand was tightly holding the small clothes, and the hand on the bent knee was holding the hip flask, and he looked up from time to time and took a sip.

The servant said that since the death of the former princess, Beigong Tengxiao has been addicted to alcohol, and several times if Jingyue hadn't forcefully stopped him, he seemed to want to drink himself to death.

The man in front of him was full of vicissitudes, and a few strands of hair were swaying desolately due to the wind of the cold night, and floated onto that handsome face.

But she didn't feel that he was in such a state of embarrassment when he was so dejected. Seeing that he was having a hard time, her heart also tugged for some reason.

She really wanted to walk over quickly, snatched his wine jug and warned him not to drink any more, but her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and she couldn't move.

What qualifications and status does she have to request him and control him?

What he wanted was the ex-princess, as long as she was alone.

Chu Jiaoli had never thought that he, who was cold and aloof, not angry and majestic, would have such a fragile side.

Thinking about it, he is an ordinary person with flesh and blood, and it is impossible for him not to cry, feel sad, or instinctively want to rely on one person just because he has the status of being under one person and above ten thousand people.

Chu Jiaoli sighed helplessly, looked at the tombstone he was leaning on, and pursed her lips.

When the former princess was buried, he must have been sadder than anyone else.

(End of this chapter)