Yuan Qingling held the imperial staff with her hands in her sleeves. Once the carriage was driven, it would be useless for her to scream inside.
Calling has never been a weapon.
"Is the prince planning to hold me down?" Yuan Qing asked Ling Han with a face.
Wang An laughed twice, "What are you so vigilant for? This king won't eat you, but just send you back to the house."
This sentence will not eat you, making Yuan Qingling think of his sordid look of sniffing the handkerchief, and she can't help getting goose bumps all over her body.
She moved to the side to keep a certain distance from him, but the carriage was not spacious and he was born tall. No matter where she hid, the pressure of his height made her feel unable to breathe.
Yuan Qingling resisted the nausea, "Then I want to thank the prince a lot?"
Wang An moved to her, and the agarwood scent came towards her head-on. The smell of agarwood was very good, but Yuan Qingling now only feels nauseous, and she doesn’t want to smell it again in her life. This taste.
"I heard," he raised his eyes slowly, looking straight at Yuan Qingling, his eyes were wanton and evil, "You are pregnant with three sons, why do you think your fortune is so good?"
He actually reached out to touch Yuan Qingling's stomach.
Yuan Qingling took out the imperial rod and held it against his chest, and said angrily: "Don't come over."
Wang An looked down at the imperial rod, curled his lips and smiled, "This is the imperial rod given to you by the emperor? I heard that you can beat the stunned monarch and greedy officials. I also heard that you have beaten the third child with this imperial rod. happy?"
He snatched it with one hand, held it in his hand, and looked at it seriously, "The handwork of the emperor's grandfather is really excellent, and every carving is exquisite. The emperor's grandfather really loves you, do you know, Because of you, the fifth salted fish turned over."
He smiled and looked at Yuan Qingling, "Do you want to use this imperial rod to beat this king?"
His body leaned forward, his chest almost pressed Yuan Qingling’s stomach, he smiled, and the corners of his eyes were still blooming with a peach pattern, like a fan with light creases, "Unfortunately you can't beat it, you are now in this king. In the hands of the king, if this king takes a dagger and strokes it on your stomach like this, then another stroke... ”
He said and made movements, the fingers were in front of Yuan Qingling's eyes, softly, but made a brutal posture.
His eyes kept looking at Yuan Qingling, trying to dig out panic and fear from her eyes. He did what he wanted. She saw Yuan Qingling showing a look of horror, her body trembled gently, and even her lips were pale with fright. stand up.
"Your child, this king will take it out," he continued, his eyes bloodthirsty and excited, "you said, what should I do? That bloody baby, who didn't know how to open his eyes, fell on this king. In the hand, what do you think this king will do?"
He couldn't help laughing when he saw the panic deepening in Yuan Qingling's eyes.
Suddenly, he saw that the panicked eyes settled, showing a firm and cold color, her hand shook quickly, and something sprayed at him.
He didn't have time to avoid it, in fact, he couldn't avoid it, because his face was in front of Yuan Qingling.
He only saw a bottle sway, his eyes pricked sharply, something got into his nose, and he sneezed again and again, almost unable to stop.
Yuan Qingling made a move that is very difficult for her now.
A kick to his ancestral hall, amid the weird cry of pain, he regained the imperial rod, opened the curtain, and sternly said to the handlebar: "Stop, your prince is about to die."
Hearing An Wang’s painful scream in the handlebar style, he quickly stopped the carriage. Yuan Qingling sprayed An Wang again with chili water, opened the curtain and walked out, turning his head back and hitting An Wang on the head hard. An Wang couldn't open his eyes, but his face was full of anger, but he still sneezing.
She said coldly: "You just asked me if it was a pleasure to beat Wang Wei. I forgot to answer. It's a pleasure, but it's definitely not as good as I beat you."
Seeing An Wang being beaten in the handlebar style, his eyes were furious, but Yuan Qingling had already jumped off, landed steadily without falling, and then hit the horse's ass with a stick, yelling, "Go!"
The horse was in pain, pulled the carriage and ran away.
Behind him, the guard chased him and looked at Yuan Qingling in surprise, "Wang Hao, what's the matter? What's the matter?"
Yuan Qingling held his stomach before she trembled and her teeth fought.
On the streets of this winter, the cold wind was bitter, but Yuan Qingling's face was pale and sweating profusely.
She slowly leaned against the shop door beside the street, sat down slowly, and took a big breath.
When the happy mother caught up with her, she took the mother's hand, and then squeezed it firmly, "Go home, we go home."
Seeing her like this, the happy mother was so frightened that she didn't ask anything, and helped her into Princess Ji's carriage.
When Madam Xi was helping Man'er out, she saw that King An's carriage had gone. Princess Ji heard her say that she immediately asked her to get into the carriage and chase her.
Princess Ji was in the carriage. Seeing Yuan Qingling coming up, she covered her mouth and walked away.
Yuan Qing Ling said weakly, "You don't have to cover it, your disease is now non-infectious."
The carriage was not big, so Mother Xi couldn't sit together, so they let them go back home first, Mother Xi and Man'er thought about going back.
Seeing her look pale, Princess Ji asked: "What did King An do to you?"
Yuan Qingling looked at her, and suddenly remembered that Princess Ji looked at Wang An’s back yesterday, her eyes were clearly gloomy and cold, "How is Wang An? In your opinion."
"Ghost, devil!" Princess Ji said lightly.
Yuan Qingling shuddered when he thought of An Wang's expression when he said that he was going to dig her child out.
"How is he treating you?" Princess Ji asked, "He didn't hurt you, right?"
Yuan Qingling told Princess Ji about the things next to Ruyi's house and on the carriage just now. She knew she shouldn't confess to Princess Ji about everything, but she really felt uncomfortable, and the fifth child has not yet returned. Moreover, he is now in distress. Yes, knowing this must go to An Wang desperately.
Princess Ji sighed and said: "You are pregnant now, avoid him a little bit, and also, don't tell the fifth child about this matter."
"Why?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Princess Ji looked at her, serious and serious, "Wang An is not a lunatic, this is not something he can do normally, he did it on purpose, what is his purpose for doing it? Have you thought about it?"
Yuan Qingling has been very busy in these two days, and his mind is basically in a state of crash, which I really haven't thought about.
Princess Ji patted her hand, which was a deep level of comfort, and then said: "The attack on King Qi, and the attack on you, are counted on Yu Wenjun's head, but I am quite sure that he did not do this thing. He may have thought of doing this, but it must not be now, so he is just a scapegoat, the real murderer is Wang An."
"It's so cruel!" Yuan Qing Ling was shocked.
Princess Ji sneered, "Cruel? No, he counted the old fifth, and the old fifth returned to Jingzhao Mansion. This happened, and it is impossible for the assassins to be arrested and brought to justice. The emperor must punish them. He, if at this juncture, the fifth child is going to make trouble with Wang An because of your business, Wang An will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble in the matter of Ruyifang and Fangcai. Are there any witnesses? No, who will the father believe? Do you believe in King An, who has always kept his duty, or the King of Chu who has repeatedly made mistakes? You think deeply."