Fortune Princess

Chapter 29
Ever since Xiao Yichen returned to Beijing and told Zhenyuan Hou Huo Ting that his wife and children were still alive, Huo Ting had been entangled with him, questioning him up and down, even after eating and sleeping.

"Your Highness, why do you know that Qing Yu is still alive? Have you seen them? Where are they?" Whenever he saw Xiao Yichen, Huo Ting kept asking.

Xiao Yichen who asked was a little regretful, why didn't he find Uncle Huo so difficult before?
"Uncle Huo, I promised Aunt Qing, I can only tell you that their mother and son are still alive, I have nothing to say about the rest." Xiao Yichen insisted on the bottom line, and resolutely refused to give Huo Ting any chance to inquire.

"Your Highness, you also know that I have been looking for Qingyu for many years, so I will treat you as Uncle Huo, and you take me to them." Huo Ting's voice was pleading, which Xiao Yichen had never seen with Huo Ting before. .

The dignified and prestigious Marquis of Zhenyuan, for the sake of his wife and children, doesn't want any face, he just wants to see him once.

Xiao Yichen didn't know what Huo Ting was thinking, but he absolutely couldn't compromise: "Uncle Huo, believe me, if I really take you to see Aunt Qing and the others, I'm sure you will never see them again."

"You know Aunt Qing's temperament best, she will definitely be able to do it."

In a word, Huo Ting's enthusiasm was completely extinguished.

That's right, Qingyu used to have a rather unyielding temperament, he never thought that God would harm him so much, finally Qingyu brought his son to the capital to look for him, but he didn't even meet him, and let her see Aunt Mei.

It was him who was not good, it was he who betrayed their feelings, and he deserved to be rejected by Qingyu.

"Uncle Huo..." Did he speak a little harshly?Seeing that Huo Ting seemed to have aged several years all of a sudden, Xiao Yichen was a little worried.

Huo Ting waved his hand, as if he had figured it out, took a deep breath: "Your Highness, you are right, if Qing Yu knows that you have betrayed your promise, and leads me there. I believe that with her temperament, she will definitely never Appear so that no one can find it."

"Blame me...it's all my fault..."

With the tall and straight figure and the lonely back, Huo Ting murmured and drifted away.Xiao Yichen suddenly remembered Jing Yi in the valley, and wondered how he was doing now, if Uncle Huo saw Jing Yi, he would be very happy to have such a handsome son.

In Grandpa Bai's courtyard in the depths of the valley, the dark night sky was lined with stars, and a beautiful woman sat beside the stone table, taking a sip from the teacup on the table.

"Your old man asked me to come over so late, what's the matter?" The woman's fair and smooth face gradually became clear under the moonlight, and it was Jing Yi's mother, Fu Qingyu.

Grandpa Bai was sitting across from him in a long robe, with a serious expression on his face: "Have you ever thought about going out of the valley with Jingyi?"

Unexpectedly, Grandpa Bai would ask such a question, Fu Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No, maybe I thought about it three years ago, but now..."

The scene in the capital had completely given up her heart. Whether that man lived or died had nothing to do with her. Now she just needs to protect Jing Yi.

Looking at Fu Qingyu's expression, Grandpa Bai knew that she had made up her mind, so she couldn't help but sigh: "Fatality tricks people, although you don't want to get involved in right and wrong, everything has its own destiny. Some things, you can't hide from them." of."

Feeling that there was something in Grandpa Bai's words, Fu Qingyu asked, "What do you mean?"

"To tell you the truth, I did a divination for Jing Yi a few days ago." Halfway through Grandpa Bai's words, Fu Qingyu asked nervously, "But what's wrong?"

Jing Yi is her lifeblood, no one is allowed to hurt her, not even God!

Grandpa Bai shook his head, signaling Fu Qingyu to be calm, and continued: "Jingyi's fate is not in the valley, but outside."

"Her fate is strange, she is not a mortal, and the outside world will have great fortune."

Hearing that Jingyi was fine, Fu Qingyu heaved a sigh of relief, took a sip of tea, and said nonchalantly: "I don't know if Jingyi has any great fortune. I don't need her to make great achievements and win great fame, as long as she is happy." Have a good time."

She is not an ambitious mother. Hearing that her children have a great fortune does not make her happy. Instead, she worries more. After all, the so-called great fortune must be a matter of suffering and survival.

Even if she died, she couldn't bear Jing Yi to take risks.

"No, no. The world doesn't always go as one wishes." Grandpa Bai looked at Fu Qingyu, and there was also worry in his eyes: "I secretly gave Jing Yi the pulse..."

Fu Qingyu's heart tightened just after he relaxed, could it be...

Seeing Fu Qingyu's anxious eyes, Grandpa Bai nodded: "The toxins in her body can't be suppressed."

"How could it be!" Fu Qingyu couldn't calm down anymore, she got up suddenly, knocked the teacup on the table to the ground, and smashed it to pieces.

In this matter, Grandpa Bai can only say that everything has a definite number, God's will is so, and man-made can't change it.

"Most of the strange poison that Jing Yi carried from her mother's womb has been cleaned up, but the remaining poison has not been cleared. Over the years, various methods have been used to suppress it, but now it seems that it is only delaying time and treating the symptoms rather than the root cause."

"But Jing Yi..." She was alive and kicking every day, and there was nothing unusual about it. Fu Qingyu swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"That's right, Jing Yi doesn't have any symptoms now, but if she doesn't get rid of the residual poison in time, she will definitely not live past seventeen." A look of distress floated into Grandpa Bai's eyes.

He loves Jing Yi no less than anyone else, and even values ​​him more.Jing Yi is the only successor he recognizes, and he is also a child he loves as much as his own granddaughter.

As if all the strength in her body had been drained, Fu Qingyu sat down on the stone bench, shaking uncontrollably: "Impossible...impossible...my Jingyi..."

She is only 16 years old, and she still has a good time...

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight peeked out, bathing the flowers and plants in the valley in the morning light. Jing Yi woke up from a deep sleep and heard the rustling sound next door.

"Mother?" Jing Yi rubbed his eyes and went to the next room, saw Fu Qingyu packing his bags, and called softly.

I went to bed too late last night, and I have developed the habit of waking up early for many years, so Jing Yi can barely open his sleepy eyes.

"Jing Yi, are you awake?" Hearing Jing Yi's voice, Fu Qingyu turned around and saw her tired appearance, and walked over with some distress.

"Why do you look so bad? Didn't sleep well last night?"

When mentioning last night, Jing Yi glanced at her mother with a guilty conscience, and replied hesitatingly, her mother's complexion is not very good today, there is a faint shadow under her eyes, and she didn't sleep well last night.

Looking sideways at the cloth bundle on the bed, Jing Yi asked, "Mother, what are you doing?"

Following Jing Yi's gaze, she hardly slept last night, so she still decided to follow Grandpa Bai's words.

"Jing Yi, you should clean up too, we're going to the capital."

(End of this chapter)