As soon as Taiyi Zhang finished the call, his heart was finally relieved.
Just at Qing Yan that little girl, he wants to help the princess.
Otherwise, the princess' reaction would make people think that she was unreasonable.
Murong Chi stood up, stared at Imperial Doctor Zhang, suddenly remembered something, and strode out of the imperial study.
After Jiang Qingqing went back, he didn't say a word, just stayed beside Xiaojing's bed.
"Aunt Huang, don't blame Uncle Huang, it's all my fault. I had to finish with Xiaojing, and I didn't take good care of her, so I asked Princess Zhaoyang to hug Xiaojing. I'm too careless, Xiaojing is you guys. My child, how could Uncle Huang not care?"
Chang Qing was full of guilt.
It's all her fault, she can't be alone if she stays alone, and she has to tinker with so many children's things.
Jiang Qingqing's expression softened, "Changqing, don't blame yourself, I don't blame anyone, I'm just too worried."
She has lost too much, and she is afraid that something will happen to Xiaojing.
Xiaojing is the only reason for her to be strong, and it is also the only nostalgia she has for this world.
"Princess, the prince regent is very attentive to the young prince. If it wasn't for Changqing's mischief, it would not have caused the trouble today. Wangfei, don't blame the prince regent." Qin Zheng said.
Jiang Qingqing didn't really blame anyone.
Even Princess Zhaoyang, in addition to being a little awkward in her heart, knew that she didn't do it on purpose.
However, she couldn't control herself.
"I know, it's getting late, you go back and rest, Xiaojing is all right."
The two comforted her before leaving.
Jiang Qingqing sighed softly and tucked the bed for her child. She looked at Xiaojing's face, eyebrows, and even eyes, which were almost identical to that person.
She was heartbroken.
She was really worried about today's incident, but even she couldn't believe other uncertain factors.
What does she care about.
Inexplicable irony!
She couldn't understand herself.
After sitting for a long time, Jiang Qingqing got up and opened the door. A tall and straight figure in the yard bumped into his eyes, and the people in the yard obviously heard the door opening and turned around.
Looking at each other, Jiang Qingqing was stunned for a moment, she could see deep self-blame in the eyes of the other party.
"Xiaojing is all right." Jiang Qingqing couldn't stand his gaze, so she closed her eyes and said lightly.
Actually, she doesn't blame him.
Maybe he had long since lost his love for him, but she could see that he really cared about Xiaojing.
"I'm guarding Xiaojing, you go to rest." Murong Chi said, his eyes always staying on her.
Jiang Qingqing nodded, without looking at her, her palm was a little hot and wet, and her feet seemed to have roots, "Before Xiaojing, my constitution was not good, and I couldn't touch cold things, all fruits, cold water, cold snacks, and meals. bump."
"Okay." Murong Chi wrote down, his heart was sour for a while, what happened when she gave birth to Xiaojing, that led to what she is now.
All cool things can't be touched. There are so many interesting things in Xiaojing's life.
She watched helplessly, feeling so tormented in her heart.
But at this moment, he didn't know, he didn't even dare to ask.
If he had been a little selfish back then, even if he knew that he might be incurable, he would have kept her by his side, would it be different today
"You go in." After Jiang Qingqing finished speaking, she wanted to go to the side hall, turned around, a burst of strength on her wrist, she swayed, her back slammed into his arms, and the familiar breath of a man came, and she was confused. .
Murong wrapped her body tightly around her body, with pain deep in his eyes, "Qingqing..."
"Let go!" Jiang Qingqing was a little annoyed, what was he doing
Murong Chi didn't seem to hear it, he just held her hand and tightened it inch by inch. Once upon a time, he imagined that one day he would be able to hold her in his arms again, but now, he finally got what he wanted.
Although it was not early, the palace maid was indispensable in the sleeping hall. When a palace maid saw this scene, she was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed, and she saluted and hurriedly left.
These people, when have they ever seen a high-ranking regent hug a woman like this, his eyes are still so... gentle.
"Murongchi, let me go." All the emotions that Jiang Qingqing understood about him vanished.
Why should she be soft-hearted, he simply does not change his mind!
Now that she is taking advantage of her in a grand manner, does she want to let him bully him like this when she was his concubine
She struggled, but Murong Chi seemed to be making a decision. Suddenly, he broke her body and kissed her red lips.
The moment their lips touched, both of them were stunned.
An unusual sense of familiarity spread throughout the body, and Jiang Qingqing's whole face burned hotly.
"Shameless!" She used all her strength to push Murong Chi away. Perhaps because of her strength, Murong Chi was unprepared. He staggered and took a few steps back.
She had never seen Murong Chi, who had lost all three souls like this, and was stunned in place for a while, not knowing why.
What does he mean
He obviously didn't want her, why does it seem like he was the one who was abandoned now
"Qingqing..."
With a soft call, Jiang Qingqing's thoughts suddenly gathered, her eyes became a bit sharp, and she said sharply: "Don't come here!"
They're already fine.
Murong Chi took a step and his feet froze in place, he just looked at her like that, his eyes never leaving.
"I'm tired, take care of Xiaojing." After Jiang Qingqing finished speaking, she turned and left. Almost at the same time as she entered the side hall, she locked the door and leaned behind the door. Her slender body seemed to have lost all support. The same, a little drooping down.
Obviously, she put it down, but because of a hug and a kiss, it set off infinite ripples in her heart.
Even though she was scarred, even if she hated him so much, she still found that she couldn't forget him, and his shadow lingered in her mind.
This kind of existence makes her miserable.
When Xiaojing's life was hanging by a thread, she thought desperately that her world was only dark, where was he at that time
In those tormented nights after the day, she prayed over and over again that Xiaojing would get better, where is he
Between them, there is no going back.
I don't know how long she sat, when she got up, Jiang Qingqing realized that she had tears streaming down her face. She lay on the bed and closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep.
In the bedroom, Murong Chi was also sleepless.
From coming in until now, he just sat at the table, occasionally covering the child on the bed with a quilt, and then there was endless silence.
The estrangement between them was deeper than he imagined.
It's easier said than done to get her back to her side.
Sleepless all night, early in the morning, Jiang Qingqing knocked on the door of the main hall, Xiaojing had already woken up, sat naughty on the bed and played a rattle, with a flushed face and a very good complexion.