Dirty color

Chapter 200 Eight Princes

The Eighth Prince's Concubine looked at Concubine Pei De's leaving figure, her face was full of indifference, but in her heart, she felt wronged and hated.

She didn't understand why things turned out like this. Obviously, her life should be very beautiful.

Although the Eighth Prince is not in good health, he is gentle and considerate, and he is very talented. The two of them may paint together, or write lyrics together, and sometimes even call a few actors over to compose and sing their new lyrics.

In this way, although the eighth prince is not destined for that honorable position, and even the husband and wife are rarely able to perform the ceremonies, she will occasionally worry that if the eighth prince goes away, she will be left alone, what should she do?
However, life is always happy.

Moreover, the Eighth Prince's health has improved a lot, and she is very happy in her heart.

But everything was ruined on this year's Shangsi Festival.

It was just a short rest, but in the end, she fell into a drowsy sleep. In the half-dream and half-awake, the scorching man's body pressed on her. Everything after that was like a nightmare. She was afraid, she was terrified, she was desperate, and finally, she was threatened .

After returning to the palace, she fell ill and lived in fear, unwilling to leave the Eighth Prince's side again. In this way, she could block the prying eyes of the devil. However, in the palace, she couldn't help herself, and the queen summoned her. Not going, or some banquets, she has to show up.

Finally, the devil succeeded again.

The devil threatened her that if she dared to hide again and not show up, she would expose the matter. Of course, the devil naturally had a way to leave herself clean, and only let her sink.

She dared not disobey.

After that, the nightmare continued.

Until one day, during those few days of each month, her Guishui hadn't arrived yet. She was terrified, so she could only hope that what she thought was not true. She even thought that she would eat some Cold things, so, no way, there will be no trouble...

However, her behavior and diet are specially adjusted by someone. Those cold foods will not appear in front of her no matter whether it is in the past few days or not. In the midsummer, when the heat is hot, the ice bowl will occasionally be served , she can only eat three or five bites.

What's more, the maids around her were more concerned about her physical condition than she was. When they found out that Guishui hadn't arrived, they all became nervous even though they felt that the days were too short to tell.

She didn't have any chance. After she finally confirmed that she was indeed pregnant, she felt like she was going to faint. However, facing the smiling faces of the eighth prince and queen, she didn't dare to say it.

Everything is pressed in my heart.

The more gentle and considerate the Eighth Prince was to her, the more guilty and sad she felt.

In addition, she was afraid that the truth of the matter would be discovered, so she felt anxious and worried.

Couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, but didn't dare to let the eighth prince find out, so he lay stiff all night long.

I really wish I could die.

Thinking of this, the Eighth Prince's Concubine showed a bitter smile. Now, can she even die?Concubine Pei De is really ruthless, it doesn't count if she harmed herself, she even threatened herself with the lives of her parents, brothers, nephews and nieces, the eighth concubine wanted to cry, but found that in the inner courtyard of the palace, she couldn't even cry. Nowhere to be found.

With a bleak smile, the Eighth Prince took a deep breath, what could she do, even if she wanted to die, she couldn't do it, so she could only live like this. Sure enough, she was indeed as cowardly and incompetent as her sister said.

"Your Majesty?" The maid Fangruo beside her called out softly, and the Eighth Prince's Concubine came back to her senses. After silently restraining her wry smile, the Eighth Prince's Concubine said to Fangruo: "Go back."

She couldn't help but glanced sideways at her court lady Fangruo again. This Fangruo is a person who knows the truth. It is impossible for her to walk outside without people around her. She still remembers the first time she was violated by that demon. Fangruo and Fangran were also stunned when they were together, and then, like themselves, under the coercion and lure of that demon, the two of them dared not speak out for their own lives, and kept the matter a secret.

When they returned to Jinghong Hall where they lived, the eighth prince and concubine asked, and after knowing that the eighth prince was in the study, she went to wash up before going to see the eighth prince.

When I got to the study room, I saw the Eighth Prince leaning on the couch, looking out of the window, but looking at the Eighth Prince's out-of-focus eyes, I knew that the Eighth Prince was not actually enjoying the scenery, but wandering away.

The eighth concubine hesitated for a while, and was about to leave, but heard the eighth prince say: "Why did Mu'er go so long this time? Did the queen mother leave you to talk?"

The eighth concubine's heart tightened, she really wanted to say yes, it was the queen who left her to talk, but she saw more than one person when she was stopped by Concubine Pei De, and lying would be exposed soon, so the eighth concubine With a faint smile on his face, he was supported by Fang Ruo, and slowly approached the Eighth Prince, and said: "On the way back, I met Concubine Pei De and said a few words."

"Oh..." When the eighth concubine approached, she could still see the smile on the eighth prince's face, but after mentioning Concubine Pei De, the eighth concubine could see that the smile on the eighth prince's face was too faint to be seen .

In her heart, she felt inexplicably depressed.

The person in front of her is her husband. Although he is not as handsome and unparalleled as Yong Wang Feng Qingli, but he is also quite handsome, and he is gentle and considerate, full of knowledge, and talking to him always makes her feel that there is something in her heart. pleasure.

But now, she dared not look at him, and even wanted to avoid him all the time.

However, because she was afraid of acting too abnormally, someone would discover the secret she desperately needed to hide.

Contradictions and pain tormented her body and mind.

Seeing that the eighth prince didn't smile, the eighth prince's concubine felt inexplicably flustered, so she didn't dare to speak, and just looked at the eighth prince with a little apprehension.

The Eighth Prince's eyes fell on her face, and said, "Mu'er, sit down."

The eighth prince sat down, and the eighth prince stretched out his hand and hugged her body. After the eighth prince trembled slightly, she leaned into the eighth prince's arms full of shame and greed.

The palace lady has already gone down with interest.

Under the embrace of the Eighth Prince, the Eighth Prince’s concubine only felt that her nerves, which had been tensed for a long time, were slowly relaxing—some time ago, the Eighth Prince’s body went back and forth again, and they have not had sex recently, because there is an imperial doctor guarding the Eighth Prince day and night It wasn't until these few days that the Eighth Prince's health gradually recovered.

In the quiet and warm atmosphere, the eighth prince fell asleep slowly. The eighth prince looked at her haggard face, with love and pity flashing in his eyes, but his eyes fell on the slightly protruding abdomen of the eighth prince. At that moment, the Eighth Prince's eyes turned into pure disgust and hatred.

"Mu'er, I'm a trash. I can't protect you. It's my fault." The eighth prince whispered to himself, and then the eighth prince's gaze became firm, "But even if I'm a trash, I can't protect you if I'm bullied like this. There’s no way I’m going to sit still.”

He knows what the queen mother is thinking, but even he knows it, not to mention the extremely powerful little Jiufeng Qingli, even the fifth prince, it is absolutely impossible for the so-called grandson to grow up and inherit the throne of.

The disgusting actions of the Fifth Prince and Concubine Pei De were just to allow the child to give them a little buffer time. In fact, it was probably not that the mother had never thought about this possibility, but the mother was lucky.

But in this world, there is no luck, especially when it comes to the battle for the throne.

The Eighth Prince lowered his head and looked at the Eighth Prince's Concubine affectionately. He was afraid of hurting Mu'er. However, some people had no scruples. In the eyes of the Eighth Prince, a mocking smile flashed. The Fifth Prince, Concubine Pei De, is so majestic.

When the eighth prince and concubine fell asleep, the eighth prince got up and went to the door of the study, and asked, "Has the letter to uncle been delivered yet? Did uncle say anything?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, Uncle has read the letter and promised to follow His Highness's words. He told you not to worry about these things anymore. The most important thing is to rest and take care of your body." A eunuch bowed and stood beside the eighth prince. Beside, said in a low voice.

When the eighth prince heard the words, his heart flashed with joy—Concubine Pei De and the fifth prince hoped that the mother would be against Xiaojiu because of this child, so he wrote to his uncle and asked his uncle to support Feng Qingli. Without uncle, the mother would be the queen , and can't interfere with government affairs, this is a plan to draw salary from the bottom.

When the eighth concubine woke up, she saw the eighth prince looking at her tenderly. The eighth concubine's heart warmed up. After gradually waking up, facing the tenderness of the eighth prince, the eighth concubine began to feel endless guilt.

The eighth prince looked at her, and couldn't help frowning slightly. After a long time, a determination flashed between his brows, neither breaking nor standing. If Mu'er is like this, it's impossible not to use strong medicine. Therefore, the eighth prince couldn't help sighing, and said: "There are some things that Concubine Pei De dare not say. Once she does, she will be destroyed. Mu'er, you don't have to worry so much."

The eighth prince concubine was addicted to her own emotions. Now that she heard the eighth prince's words, she was a little confused at first, but after trying to understand the eighth prince's meaning, the eighth prince's concubine couldn't help but jerk trembling.

Tears fell unscrupulously.

"Your Highness...Your Highness...you...what are you talking about?" Almost trembling, the Eighth Prince forced herself to ask this sentence.

The eighth prince has been plagued by illness for many years. In everyone's heart, he is a gentle and temperless prince. However, everyone has forgotten that he is actually the emperor's own son and Feng Qingli's brother. How could the Eighth Prince lack decisiveness in his character, as their blood relatives?

He didn't use implicit words to express or hint, but said: "Mu'er, you and I both know that the child in your womb is not mine, is it?"

Seeing that the eighth prince was agitated, the eighth prince immediately said: "Mu'er, don't worry, no one knows about this except me...don't worry, I didn't blame you...be careful to give birth to him, just treat it as ours." child, okay?"

The eighth prince's concubine's astonishment, panic, fear and worry were all overwhelmed by the eighth prince's words, and her mind went blank—what, Your Highness, wants to give birth to this evil child by herself?
She stared at the eighth prince in astonishment, but saw the face of the eighth prince, from the slight frown at the beginning, gradually, the brows stretched, with a smile on his face, seemingly gentle, but firm: "Bring him well, let's raise him together Big, he's our kid and has nothing to do with anyone else, huh?"

What happened between the Eighth Prince and the Eighth Prince's Concubine, Feng Qingli was not interested in knowing, but Uncle Guo sent him to the door to express his goodwill, and it was also Feng Qingli's black face that met him.

There was no other way, Feng Qingli took advantage of the big wedding and took a break for a month before starting to go to the yamen to do errands. There were too many things accumulated, and the emperor was angry, and put many things on Feng Qingli. Feng Qingli has been extremely busy recently, and Feng Qingli even feels that she and Xuan'er have no time to make out.

How could this fulfill his promise to "beget many children"?
His Royal Highness King Yong was very dissatisfied because of this.

Finally, he returned to the mansion early today when he was free, and someone chased him to his mansion, which prevented him from talking with Xuan'er about "life", no, about "life", how could Feng Qingli be happy.

As the queen's elder brother, uncle Guo is naturally respected everywhere he goes. After all, the emperor still respects the queen, so the status of uncle Guo is naturally stable.

Therefore, facing Feng Qingli's black face, Uncle Guo was a little uncomfortable - when the other princes faced him, they always maintained face respect. This His Royal Highness King Yong has a gloomy face It can rain, as for it?

Uncle Guo was a little out of touch, but thinking about how often his own people had suffered in Feng Qingli's hands, Uncle Guo pinched his nose, ignored Feng Qingli's cold face, and talked about things with Feng Qingli.

Feng Qingli's face also changed from initial impatience to a smile that was not a smile. Finally, Feng Qingli looked at Guojiu and said: "My uncle's kindness, this king has already understood, Brother Eighth Emperor , please also ask my uncle to take me to say hello, just say, he is a good brother."

Uncle Guo heard the words and knew that Feng Qingli had agreed to the Eighth Prince's proposal, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily said goodbye to leave—Yong Wang Feng Qingli is really a moody person, the pressure on him, As old as the emperor, he felt tired. It's better to stay away from this kind of person, so that he can live longer.

"What did Uncle Guo say?" Gu Mingxuan was sewing a small dress. She was using fine kudzu cloth. The fabric was soft, soft and comfortable, and the stitches on the apron were fine.

"Ah, let's just say that Myna wants to invite you to be the king of the county, and then when the child is born, he will invite the child to be the crown prince." After Feng Qingli said something absent-mindedly, she looked at Gu Mingxuan with shining eyes and asked, "Is Xuan'er all right?" Can't wait to make clothes for our children? Then I have to work hard, so as not to let the clothes Xuan'er made by myself become old after too long."

With that said, he had already picked up Gu Mingxuan and walked towards the bed.

Gu Mingxuan: "..." Go to hell, those are the little clothes she made for Brother Zhen!
(End of this chapter)