Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 132 I Am His Unmarried Wife

King Yi spoke neither humble nor overbearing, but because he was physically weak and short in aura, he seemed to be at a disadvantage when facing King Ming, and he still looked cowardly.

Undisguised disdain flashed in King Ming's eyes, and he suddenly felt that he had lost his status by caring about this kind of person.

He flicked his sleeves, sneered, and impliedly warned: "It's better to be like this."

Throwing down these words, King Ming left quickly.

King Yi stood on the high platform, looking at his vigorous back, his eyes gradually dimmed, he stared at it for a long time, and gently pulled the corner of his mouth.

……

From this day on, both King Ming and King Yi are focusing on fighting for power and profit. On the surface, King Yi is not fighting or grabbing, but his way of handling government affairs is still eye-catching, swift and swift.

Although it is easy to be criticized too harshly, but in such a mess, such a method is the most appropriate.

However, King Ming wanted to win people's hearts from both sides, but he was inferior. Although he was able to catch some ministers, those old ministers didn't think highly of them.

After coming and going, King Ming became more and more annoyed, and the fight between the two spread from court to normal, and they compared everywhere.

Kyoto is very lively for a while, I will appear on the stage after you sing.

But the prince seems to have been forgotten, the emperor has not released his restraint, and no one knows how his injury is.

There was no news from the queen. If it wasn't for the constant delivery of medicine and food, the people in the harem would have suspected that she was dead.

……

On the first day of February, the weather was fine, and the water marks left by the melting snow for several days were dried up, and the people came out to walk around one after another.

Although it is not yet spring, the wind has softened.

Lou Yuhe sat by the window, looking at the evergreen pine trees in the yard, frowning.

"Miss, although the weather is getting warmer, the wind is still cold. Don't sit by the window for too long, and be careful of catching cold."

Lou Yuhe shook his head, the fine tassels around his ears swayed, reflecting a faint silver light.

It's still beautiful when a beauty is worried.

Lou Yuhe rested his hands on the window sill and whispered, "Pillow incense, what do you think the prince is doing now? Being confined in the East Palace every day must be boring, right?"

Pillow incense also wanted to sigh, "I don't know, but half a month has passed, and the emperor hasn't let go. I'm afraid it's really dead this time."

If something happens to the prince, what should the lady do?
Let’s not talk about whether the young lady can get over that hurdle in her heart, just the imperial decree issued by the emperor before will become a life-threatening talisman. Marry someone else again, and for the rest of my life, I am afraid that I will only be with the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng forever.

Unless the emperor can decree to cancel the marriage contract, but that would be a slap in the face, how can the monarch go back on his word?
Talking about everything is no joke.

The more Zhen Xiang thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, she was about to cry, she bit her lower lip, and complained in a low voice: "Why is Daliang's law so ruthless?"

Lou Yuhe heard the crying in her words, looked at her in surprise, then reached out his hand and pulled her to his side, dumbfounded, "Why are you crying? Am I okay?"

It was fine if she didn't open her mouth, but when she talked about the pillow incense, she burst into tears and couldn't stop it.

Crying shoulders trembled.

Lou Yuhe didn't feel anything at first, but she was so sad that she also felt a little bit sad.

Heartbroken, Lou Yuhe's eyes were also red, she held the hand of the pillow and comforted softly: "Don't worry, if something happens to the crown prince, I won't do stupid things, and I won't hurt the sisters in the clan, it's a big deal Bai Ling will go with the prince, before then, I will settle you down."

"Miss, what are you talking about? If you have an emergency, how can the slaves survive?"

Zhenxiang broke away from her hand, knelt down, and said firmly: "Young lady saved my life, I belonged to Miss when I was born, and I am the ghost of Miss when I die. When I get down here, I will serve Miss."

Lou Yuhe wanted to persuade her, but hearing her say that, his nose sore and he couldn't help crying.

She pulled up the pillow, hugged her and sniffed, "Stop crying, the worst is not over yet, we can't sit still."

The master and servant hugged their heads and cried for a while, Lou Yuhe felt that he couldn't be so depressed anymore, after all, she is also the first daughter of the Duke of Yingying, and she is a descendant of a famous family, so what's the use of crying?

Since the crown prince can't come out, she will go in. No matter what, she has to figure out what's going on, so that she can make plans early.

After making up his mind, Lou Yuhe didn't delay for a moment, and turned around to look for Duke Ying.

……

Ying Yinggong was practicing calligraphy in the study, with a solemn face, seemingly calm, but his heart was already in a mess.

The current situation is not very favorable for them. Although they did not stand in line before, an imperial decree from the emperor directly nailed them to the prince's ship. Seeing that the ship is about to capsize, how should they choose?

Should he simply go all the way to the black prince, or turn his head and hope for a bigger King Ming?

King Yi seems to be in the limelight now...

The head of the British public thinks it hurts.

He threw away the pen, looked at the "Prince", "King Ming", and "King Yi" full of paper, and pinched the space between his brows irritably.

"The unlucky emperor doesn't do anything about personnel."

The British Duke cursed in a low voice.

"Squeak-"

The British prince froze instantly.

Lou Yuhe hurriedly opened the door and entered: "..."

"Father, what did you just say?"

Lou Yuhe suspected that his ears were ringing.

What kind of embarrassing experience is it for your daughter to hear bad things about the emperor behind his back?
The British Duke wanted to say that she would have to knock on the door next time.

He cleared his throat, pretended to be serious and asked, "He'er, why are you here?"

Lou Yuhe pursed her lips, but did not expose her father's self-deception. She closed the door behind her back and walked over, saying firmly in a low voice, "Father, my daughter wants to enter the palace to visit the prince."

"What did you say?" The British Duke was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and objected: "No."

"why?"

"It's an eventful time now, we can no longer have anything to do with the East Palace, just in case..."

"But even if I don't go, we can't get rid of the prince. The imperial decree has been issued, and I am his unmarried wife."

The Englishman was silent.

Lou Yuhe continued his efforts: "You don't have to come out, but I can. I'm an unmarried concubine. Everyone knows that I like the prince. I went to see him. He said it out of emotion and reason. It doesn't represent the past. The government's position."

She said in a deep voice: "If someone asks, Dad can push it to his daughter."

"You... what is this called? You are her wife, so you are not my daughter?"

The Duke of England was angry and distressed, but looking at his daughter's stubborn eyes, he waved his hands helplessly: "Forget it, let's go, but you can figure out a way for the emperor."

Lou Yuhe's eyes lit up: "Thank you dad!"

　Brave girl, luck is not too bad
　　
　
(End of this chapter)