You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 1096
After tidying up the room, Wen Qinger looked at the room full of plain colors, and felt regretful and uncomfortable. In her heart, she didn't want to believe that Ying Yu died in battle, but it was replaced by plain colors, but it seemed like She was reminded of the fact that Ying Yu was dead all the time.

Wen Qinger only felt that she was going crazy.

Nian Xia and Fu Ling also felt uncomfortable seeing their wives in such a devastated state, especially Nian Xia, not only the Marquis, but also her beloved one was also buried on the battlefield.

At the moment, she is really envious of Wen Qing'er. At any rate, Wen Qing'er is still pregnant with Lord Hou's child, so she still has something to think about.

But what about her?
I haven't had time to get married with Zhuyun, let alone talk about whether the child is not a child, whether I think about it or not. Now that I think of Zhuyun, I can still remember this person's voice, face and appearance, but after waiting five or ten years, I guess it will be Only a shallow impression remains.

After a while, she can only look at the gadgets and jewelry that Zhuyun gave her to recall this person, but no matter how many years it has been, I guess every time I think of it, my heart still hurts badly.

She waited in front of his wife, and she held back her tears after all, but she knew the news several days earlier than Wen Qing'er. Although it was hard to accept, it didn't feel sudden after all.

"Ma'am, let's eat some food. You will have to eat soup and medicine later. If you don't eat something, your body won't be able to bear it."

Fu Ling has already tried to feed Wen Qing'er soup several times with a bowl in her hand, but Wen Qing'er didn't respond at all, except that she just said to change all the furnishings in the house, she didn't start any more. Too much.

Wen Qinger was begged by others, but she forced herself to take a few sips, but it was only a few sips, and Wen Qinger didn't have the heart to use it any more.

The little maids in the room took turns persuading her, but none of them could persuade her.

Wen Qing'er was still in a daze, holding a pair of red and swollen eyes like walnuts, because of the lot of blood shed yesterday, Wen Qing'er's face was sallow, her lips were bloodless, and because of the long I didn't drink or eat for a while, and my lips were very dry.

It's never been so haggard as it is now.

Shi Yuan, Zhuyun, and Yu'an Yukang who were waiting outside the door were also impatient, as soon as this little maid came out, they would rush to ask about the situation of his wife.

And it's already in the afternoon, Madam still sits without eating or drinking, they are in a hurry, now there is only one way, although it is likely to lie to Wen Qing'er, but it is better than the current situation strong.

Anyway, it gave people a little hope, maybe because of this, Madam will get better?
Waiting for a few years to tell the truth, at that time it is estimated that the young master will grow up gradually, and the wife will also have something to look forward to, maybe I am sad and don't want to live like this.

After discussing with Ms. Wang for a while, Ms. Wang is also going to the doctor in an emergency at the moment, and there is really nothing to do, so they agreed to implement the plan.

No matter what, it's better than watching my wife die here without eating or drinking.

I saw Zhuying clutching the broken sword wrapped in a cloth in his hand, calming down a little, leading the people into the main house lightly, kneeling in front of Wen Qing'er in a row, and holding the sword in his hand. The broken sword was offered with both hands.

Although Wen Qing'er opened her eyes, she didn't seem to see them coming in, and she kept a silent expression on her face, shedding a tear at the corner of her eyes from time to time.

(End of this chapter)