The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 1168

The house was in a mess, implying what happened just now.

King Qing coughed violently, spit out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

For many years, he has been receiving Confucian education, and his thoughts are generally conservative. Today, he is being bullied by Hong Ling. As a seven-foot man, he really cannot bear such humiliation.

The smell of blood brought Hong Ling back to her senses.

She turned around slowly and looked at the unconscious man sleeping beside her.

His face was thin and pale, and there was no blood on his thin lips.

It seems that it can be broken by only a slight fold.

Hong Ling stretched out her hand, tracing the man's face inch by inch.

so thin!

She could feel the raised cheekbones on his face.

She still remembered that at that time, Jiji, as her fiancé, King Qing County also came to attend and brought congratulatory gifts.

On that day, he was wearing a dark purple cross-collared robe with clusters of green bamboos embroidered with silver thread.

He walked into my sight in the early morning sunlight, with a thin but tall figure, fair skin, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mr. Pianpian, as bright as jade.

At that time, the sisters in the boudoir were all envious.

Qingjun Wang Qianqian is a gentleman with a very good temper and is very self-respecting and self-loving. If you marry him in the future, you will definitely sing in harmony and grow old together.

As the sisters talked, she fantasized about it too.

I imagined that after getting married, I would have a few children with him, raise eyebrows with him, and add fragrance to his red sleeves!

Why……

Why did it come to this point, why did it become like this.

Is this pale and powerless man in front of me really the same person as the Mr. Ruyu whom I love deeply?
After so many years, does she really know Prince Qing?

Could it be that the man she has always loved is the man imagined in her heart?
Hong Ling thought for a long time, thinking that the sky outside was slightly bright, and the man beside her was still in a coma.

She took a deep breath, pulled off her clothes and rang the bell.

Pinger will come in immediately.

Seeing the chaos in the house, she blushed and said, "Ma'am, will my servant bring you water to wash?"

Hong Ling nodded calmly: "By the way, get someone to ask the doctor to come over, the king of the county seems to have passed out!"

"what?"

Hong Ling glanced over coldly: "Don't you understand what I said?"

Ping'er immediately said: "The servant girl will invite you immediately!"

As she said that, she trotted out of the house and explained to the nanny who had just started outside.

Mammy's complexion changed drastically, and her little feet ran away quickly.

While fetching water, Ping'er thought to herself: Madam used to care so much about the county king. When she was not out of the cabinet, knowing that he was suffering from the cold, she was so anxious that she couldn't sleep all night.

Now that the king of the county has passed out, the lady is so calm that she still has to wash with water.

After Ping'er helped Hong Ling wash up hastily, the government doctor also arrived.

Immediately following the government doctor was Princess Fu.

Princess Fu saw the blood stains on the brocade quilt, and then looked at her comatose son, the soles of her feet were weak, and she almost lost her breath.

She sat on the edge of the bed and wept.

"Isn't his health better? Why did he vomit blood again and fainted?"

"Doctor, what's going on here?"

The government doctor took the pulse carefully, with a strange expression on his face.

Princess Fu frowned, and asked eagerly: "What is this princess asking you, are you dumb?"

The doctor raised his eyes, and gave Hong Ling a cautious look.

Princess Fu probably knew something in her heart, she waved her hand: "You all go down, Hong Ling, you stay!"

After the crowd retreated, the doctor bowed his head and answered truthfully: "If you are going back to the princess, His Royal Highness should have vomited blood and fainted after exhausting his energy due to extreme anger!"

Princess Fu repeated with some doubts: "Excessive energy consumption?"

The government doctor faltered.

Hong Ling's face was calm, and she took the initiative to admit: "Last night, my daughter-in-law consummated the marriage with my husband, and my husband is in a better mood. It took about half an hour!"

Princess Fu almost couldn't sit still.

She raised her voice and said angrily: "Hong Ling, you, you..."

She raised her palm high, and was about to slap it down towards Hong Ling's face.

Hong Ling's face turned cold, she stretched out her hand to hold her arm, and calmly met her eyes: "Mother, the daughter-in-law is married to the husband's matchmaker. It's only reasonable for him to consummate the marriage with his daughter-in-law!"

"He hasn't finished yet. Could it be that my daughter-in-law drove him away? Isn't that unruly?"

Princess Fu's chest was heaving and unsteady, she withdrew her hand, and stared at Hong Ling bitterly: "You know his physical condition, but you let him mess around without persuading him, is it reasonable now?"

The sky outside the window is getting brighter, and the color of the morning glow lights up the gloomy room.

But it couldn't illuminate Hong Ling's gloomy heart.

She smirked, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, raised her eyebrows and said: "If mother is not satisfied with me, why not give me a letter of divorce, and then go ask Princess Anning to marry her and see if she will agree?" I will marry my husband!"

"You, you, you..." Princess Fu pointed at her nose, unable to speak a complete sentence angrily.

Divorce?

Impossible!
Unless Hong Ling commits an affair, even if she has nothing to do for three years, it is impossible to divorce her.

Although she is not the princess, she has the protection of the Empress Dowager and is the youngest daughter of the King of Beijing. This marriage is approved by His Majesty.

Divorcing her is tantamount to slapping the Empress Dowager and His Majesty in the face, and will completely turn against the Peking Palace.

If the first emperor was still in power, it might be possible to cover up this matter because of his family's marriage to the Cui family back then.

But now, with the emperor and the courtiers, Princess Fu has no kindness towards Wei Shu, and the Qinghe Cui family is no longer as influential as before.

She has lost her husband, and her son is weak.

Princess Fu knew very well that she didn't have much influence on Wei Shu, if she really divorced Hong Ling, the one who would suffer would definitely be Prince Qing!

The corner of Hong Ling's mouth curled into a slight smile, but her eyes were filled with desolation: "Auntie, I really like my husband, and I just want him to stay by my side. I am his wife. Is this asking too much?"

aunt……

In the past, Hong Ling was always so intimately called Princess Fu, and Princess Fu also liked her very much.

However, at this moment, such a title did not soften Princess Fu's heart. '

She stared at Hong Ling in disgust: "Don't call me aunt! You should call me mother now. You are already married, so you should act like a daughter-in-law. From now on, you must be careful and serve your mother-in-law!"

After finishing speaking, she stood up and raised her voice and said to the outside: "Come here, bring the stretcher! The Feng Shui of this house is not good, let the county king find another room to live in!"

Princess Fu angrily took the unconscious Prince Qing away.

Before Prince Qing was carried out, Ping'er saw his fingers moving, his eyelashes trembling, and his eyes opened a crack.

But he quickly closed it again, and he didn't know if he really woke up.

Ping'er entered the room and said cautiously: "Ma'am, the breakfast is ready, do you want it?"

(End of this chapter)