Yuan Qingling left the Xiazhiyuan, and went to the main hall to see Shoufu and Ximao.
She said to Shoufu: "The scumbag has a scar on his back, and the handwriting is 70% to 80% similar to that of the old fifth. Other than that, nothing else is revealed.
Shoufu looked at her and suddenly became a little curious, "Is the prince so sure that this person is not a prince?"
Generally speaking, women don't believe men before they ask for proof.
"Yes." Yuan Qingling answered without hesitation.
"Why?" Shoufu asked.
Yuan Qingling smiled, "First it was intuition, but I was not intuitive, so I actually tried him, but after thinking about it, he didn't have the time to meet Chu Mingyang. Since he became the prince, he gets dark every day. , I mostly stayed with me in the mansion when Xiu Mu, and the most important thing is that I don’t believe that he will have any affection for Chu Mingyang, let alone that he asks Chu Mingyang to inquire about the actions of Prince Ji’s mansion for him, because Wang Ji eats a few meals a day. How many times the pork has been in the hut, as long as I want to know, I can know it all."
With the princess Ji at that time, what kind of internal response does the Ji palace want? Even without Princess Ji, why would it be difficult for someone called Xiaohongchen to stare at? As for the loss of your own body
Chu Shoufu nodded appreciatively, then looked at Mrs. Xi, and said proudly, "Is trust very important?"
The happy mother was full of prestige, "I didn't believe what you said, just ask a little bit more clearly. After all, she was in the house every day, and there were people following when she came in and out. Why didn't you be a grandfather even aware of it?"
The first assistant murmured: "In addition to taking care of the affairs of the court, the co-author of the old man also cares about the affairs of the inner courtyard?"
After leaving the Shoufu mansion, Yuan Qingling asked Mother Xi to go back first, and she took Man'er to find Lady Yao.
After being improperly princess, Lady Yao cultivated her heart and made embroidery all day long, but she was more kind and eye-catching than before. She was dressed plainly, with white flowers on her sleeves, and she also kept her filial piety for the Queen Mother.
It was said that Chu Mingyang was pregnant, and she actually chanted Amitabha.
Yuan Qingling heard it inexplicably, "What Amitabha? Are you gloating?"
Lady Yao wiped the needle on her hair twice, and said blankly, "Isn't this a miracle? Yu Wenjun can't give birth, but Chu Mingyang can still be pregnant. It's time to say that God and Buddha are spiritual."
"You have a very poisonous mouth." Yuan Qingling said.
"I used to have a sweet mouth, but my heart is poisonous. Isn't that good?" Lady Yao glared at her.
Thinking of the past, Yuan Qingling couldn't help looking at her twice, wondering if she had a new soul in her heart.
"Where's Meng Xing?" Yuan Qingling only remembered that he hadn't seen her after entering the door. Meng Yue is now in the medical school, and Meng Xing is still young, so he stopped going.
"Brother took her to stay for a few days." She sighed softly, "When you come another day, please bring me a puppy or kitten. Every rest of my meal is wasted. It's better to raise a bar. Life is also a piece of merit."
Yuan Qingling looked at her and smiled: "Are you alone?"
"Such a quiet day, it's good, what's the loneliness?" There was a gloomy light in the eyes of Lady Yao, but the needle and thread in her hand stopped. Yuan Qingling saw that she embroidered a large peony pattern, rich and graceful. Majestic.
She was originally a majestic person, but now she has been living here, but she is a stubborn talent.
"Maybe it's not used to it," she thought for a while, and then said: "In fact, when I was in the mansion, I also lived such a quiet life, with less fighting and less strategy, but the quiet at that time was waiting for more fierceness. The storm, now that the storm has continued, but I was thrown out. I am a bit lost, right? I feel useless anymore."
"You really work hard. I can't wait to live quietly, accompany my husband-in-law, educate children, walk the dog, plant flowers, and read books. This is what people live by."
"If a peaceful and prosperous age, such a day would be good, but now it’s not peaceful outside!" Lady Yao pushed the embroidery frame away and looked at her, "You are a rare visit, let me do something, decide. Is it related to the child in Chu Mingyang's belly?"
"Things are like a god," Yuan Qingling laughed and pulled her up and went out together. The autumn breeze was cool and the sun was just right. "Someone pretends to be the fifth child to have a private meeting with her, and the child in her womb belongs to the man, you Don’t ask about Qiao, Chu Mingyang can’t see it anyway. It proves that this person is a master of disguise and disguise. Now Chu Mingyang accuses that the child in his belly is the fifth oldest."
As soon as Lady Yao heard this, she said indifferently: "Destroying the prince’s reputation will diminish the relationship between your husband and wife. This strategy will not work. We will also become a mess inside, but the other party will have no loss. It is a good strategy for nothing. "
"Although you are free, but your mind is still very active, you will know when you hear it." Yuan Qingling said.
"These years, I've been doing this for a living, don't you know?" Princess Ji gave her a blank look. "You don't have to say anything anymore. It's easy to solve this problem. Find someone to recognize the child in Chu Mingyang's stomach. It's solved, and this person shouldn't be ridiculous. It has to be justifiable. Who is the most suitable in the world? Naturally it is Jun Yuwen."
Yuan Qingling admired it in writing, "Lady Yao, you, you really were born in the wrong era. If you were born in an era where men and women are relatively fair, you are the one who wants to make great things."
"It's really capable, and it can be a big thing in any era. As for the fairness of men and women, forget it, since the beginning of Pangu, there has been no fairness. Knowing that you are inferior, you can strive for it by yourself." She stretched out her hand and pressed the bun. His eyes were as cool as water, "Since I took the letter of divorce, I thought that I would never see him again in this life. I really have a fate with him."
Yuan Qingling said: "I can laugh and talk to prove that the life is good. You can do this. Next time I come, I will bring you an old dog and let it accompany you."
"No old dog, but a puppy, lest he have feelings with him. It leaves me again. The lonely old man can't bear this." She raised her head and smiled at Yuan Qingling, with a sad smile on her face. Don't worry, leave it to me. Others can't cure him, I can cure him."
Yuan Qing Ling really couldn't understand her lifeless appearance, as if her whole person had lost hope, "If you are free in the future, come to the palace to help me take the baby more. If this continues, you will suffocate yourself. ."
"Forget it, I still won't bother you. Although it's not a guilty body, there is a loss in virtue, and it is still on the cusp of the storm. I can't help you and I will cause gossip for you."
Yuan Qingling sneered, "Who cares about the gossip? I have lived for decades, but I want to feel at ease."
Lady Yao looked at her faintly, "It's not worth it, it's not worth it for me."
Yuan Qingling frowned slowly.
When leaving the yard, Man'er asked thoughtfully: "Prince Concubine, why do you think Lady Yao is so depressed now? It's not the same as her usual. There was a fire in her eyes in the past, but now she is lifeless. of."
Yuan Qingling got into the carriage and sighed: "She was a warrior on the battlefield, and suddenly asked her to disarm and return to the field. How can she adapt?"
Man'er was startled, why did Lady Yao go to the battlefield to kill the enemy