Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 124 Strange

When Ling Qingyan saw the pale-faced Ling Youyao, his heart seemed to be caught by something, and he sighed: "When Qingwei was killed, although Yao'er was young, she still left a big shadow on her."

"In these years, my father and I never took the initiative to mention Qingwei, just because we didn't want her to remember that nightmare back then."

After the accident that year, Ling Qingyan searched for two full days before finding Ling Youyao, who was covered in cold in the mountains.

If it wasn't for her weak breath, Ling Qingyan almost suspected that what she found was her sister's body.

Later, she was rescued with great difficulty, but the doctor said that she had hit her head and might forget some things. After hearing this, Ling Qingyan was relieved.

Ling Youyao witnessed her sister's tragic death with her own eyes, such a horrible scene, even if she can forget it forever.

But in the world, how can there be absolute eternity?

Fu Mingjue sat there silently, with no expression on his face, his eyes were always cold in the past, but now that only color followed Ling Youyao's coma, and fell into dead silence.

Seeing him like this, Ling Qingyan felt uncomfortable.

Before coming here, I thought that I would have to question Fu Mingjue, but now that I see him, I feel relieved.

"My lord, don't worry too much," Ling Qingyan said, "Yao'er was also in a coma before, but she woke up within a few days. She was just frightened this time, and she should wake up soon."

Fu Mingjue, who had been silent all this time, finally reacted after hearing this.

"What if she blames me after she wakes up?"

Ling Qingyan thought that he was guilty of letting Ling Youyao fall into a coma, and said, "Yao'er is pure and kind-hearted. Although she can be petty at times, she has always been lenient when it comes to big things."

There was a bitter smile on Fu Mingjue's lips, "If she just blames me for this, I should be thankful."

"What are you worried about?" Ling Qingyan was a little confused.

Originally thought that Fu Mingjue was just regretting that he had killed Mingyue on impulse and thus harmed Ling Youyao, but his expression at the moment told Ling Qingyan that things were not as simple as imagined.

The question came out of his mouth, but there was no answer.

The bleak autumn wind passed through the window lattice, blowing the tassels under the curtain, and making pleasant bells, which also disturbed Fu Mingjue's heart that had not stirred for a long time.

He knew exactly what Ling Youyao was afraid of, but he couldn't reveal it to others.

It's because he can't say it, and it's because he can't let go.

Ling Qingyan looked at Fu Mingjue with complicated eyes, carefully recalling the details behind the accident that year.

Everyone knew that Ling Qingwei met robbers on his way back to Beijing and died tragically. They also knew that Fu Mingjue was so angry that he killed his two royal brothers with his own hands. , playing the flute for several nights.

When Ling Qingyan recalled that memory, he always felt strange.

Everyone in the capital said that King Jing liked Miss Ling, and he thought so at first.

After Ling Qingwei was buried, the flute that lingered outside the mansion every night would still sound on time. Ling Qingyan couldn't hold back his curiosity, and climbed over the wall to look outside, only to see Fu Mingjue standing in the dark, playing "Peach Blossom Song" by himself .

At that time, Ling Qingyan thought that he couldn't let Ling Qingwei go, so he persuaded him: "My lord, the deceased has passed away, and the night is heavy, so go back."

But Fu Mingjue didn't answer him, but just stared at the mansion behind him for a long time.

Ling Qingyan thought, he must have been hit hard by Qingwei's death, that's why he did this.

But that is not the case.

After the song ended, Fu Mingjue looked away and asked, "Is she awake?"

"Who?" Ling Qingyan didn't realize it for a while, and after a long while, he realized that it was Ling Youyao he was asking.

Afterwards, he only looked at Fu Mingjue with a very strange look, and said, "I haven't woken up yet, but the doctor said, it's almost a few days away."

Hearing this, the other party didn't show anything special, and turned around and left without even saying a word.

Ling Qingyan, who stayed where he was, scratched his head for some unknown reason. It was all right, why did King Jing care about his little sister?

This question has been bothering Ling Qingyan.

It wasn't until Ling Youyao and Ji were bestowed a marriage by His Majesty, and then she married into Prince Jing's mansion, that Ling Qingyan suddenly realized!
It turns out that what King Jing likes is not Qingwei, but Yaoer.

At first, Ling Qingyan, who originally had objections to this marriage, silently chose to agree after realizing this.Although Shen Xuhuai felt sorry for this, King Jing's Mansion was much more comfortable than Dingguohou's Mansion.

Now it seems that Ling Qingyan's original choice was correct.

He looked at Ling Youyao who was still in a coma, and said to Fu Mingjue: "My lord, you played the flute outside my courtyard that night, and it was also for Yao'er, right?"

Fu Mingjue didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.

Ling Qingyan continued: "Yao'er is also unconscious now, why don't you try again? This time you don't have to play the flute outside the wall, you can just go to the yard."

Hearing this, Fu Mingjue's gloomy eyes flashed a bright color, his body reacted faster than his brain, and immediately got up and went out.

Ling Qingyan looked at his back and couldn't help but laugh: "It seems that what outsiders say may not be true."

There is no star or moon tonight, and there is only a faint layer of mist floating in the air. At this time, the palace is full of lights, singing and dancing.

Ling Ling sat at the banquet a little cautiously, looking out of place among the beautiful and beautiful family members.

The other concubines had listened to Jin Meiren's words, and they were very disdainful of Ling Ling, a concubine who was on the way, so they unanimously chose to isolate Ling Ling.

Lingling squeezed her own hand awkwardly, glanced at the decent and generous queen sitting beside Fu Xiuyun, and yearned for it.

My mother said that the queen is the most honorable woman in the world.

If one day, she can too.
"Ma'am, are you tired?"

The sudden voice interrupted Lingling's thoughts, and she looked back suspiciously: "Who are you?"

The maid lowered her head and whispered in her ear: "The prince is waiting for you in the side hall."

Shen Xuhuai?
Lingling's heart couldn't stop beating, she was worrying that she couldn't see Shen Xuhuai, but she didn't expect that the other party would come to her door on her own initiative.

"Your Majesty, can I help you go to the side hall to rest?" the maid said while helping her up.

The Jin beauty next to her saw her and sneered: "It's better to go back early, so as not to be embarrassing here."

Lingling gave her a bitter look, unwilling to argue with her, said something to the queen, and left the banquet.

Jin Meiren spat secretly at Ling Ling's back, and after a while, she felt something was wrong again.

With Lingling's temperament, she would never swallow such a provocation. Could it be that she has changed her sex today?

—I can't even think about it.

Jin Meiren immediately denied this idea, and then called the personal maid, and ordered: "Follow up and have a look, and come back and report to me immediately if there is any situation."

(End of this chapter)