"Your Majesty Ouyang, Princess Ouyang is pregnant with Liujia now!" Yu Wenxiang obviously had something to say, and Ouyang Qing could of course hear it.
If Yu Wenxiang is pushed too hard, Ouyang Xia may be ruined for the rest of his life. Yu Wenxiang is such a good guy, he is really good at picking off tricks at a glance.
"Just as the Second Prince said." Ouyang Qing left the table after gritting his teeth.
"Your Majesty, this..." Several officials accompanying him were so angry that they blew their beards after hearing the news, but they were helpless.
Sure enough, he shouldn't have underestimated Yu Wenxiang. Yuwen Zai seemed useless to him. He had to thank Yu Wenxiang's father for mistaking him and passing the throne to Yu Wen Zai.
"You send someone to pick up the princess and bring her to the post house." According to custom, it is better not for the man and woman to meet before the wedding.
Yu Wenxiang felt much more relaxed when Ouyang Xia left, but that bitch would come back in ten days. However, he would have the right to deal with her at that time.
In the past ten days, Xiaoru has increased the number of bags to six bags. It turns out that where there is a will, there is a way.
Yu Wenqian said that the most important thing in Qinggong is to be light and healthy, and to be flexible in movement. Xiaoru ties a stone bag and runs in the bamboo forest every day. After running for a long time, it sometimes floats in the air for a while.
Yu Wenqian was really frightened by Xiaoru's rapid learning progress. He had practiced for almost a year before he reached her current level.
There is a huge contrast between the tranquility in the bamboo forest and the outside world. When Yu Wenxiang is upset, he will quietly enter the bamboo forest to watch Xiaoru learn Qinggong and watch her and Yu Wenqian live a peaceful life.
The rumors outside almost made him collapse.
Ever since Ouyang Qing said those words at the banquet that day, people all thought that Yu Wenxiang was a bastard who didn't want to marry a girl after he had ruined her. Everyone said that he was ruthless and that he was not worthy of such a high official and a generous salary.
There were so many more ugly words that he had not heard, and he no longer wanted to think about them.
"Qian, when will Cuiyan get better?" Xiaoru got tired of running and sat on the bamboo chair Yu Wenqian knitted for her.
After so long, Cuiyan still looks like that. Fortunately, she didn't go on a hunger strike or anything.
"Maybe one day she will be fine if she meets someone who can untie her knot!" Yu Wenqian knew that Xiaoru felt guilty, but it still depends on God's will.
Tomorrow is the wedding of Yu Wenxiang and Ouyang Xia. Of course, the few people in the bamboo forest have no idea.
Yu Wenxiang came to the bamboo house again under the moonlight. Why could he only look at her in such a furtive manner
It's all the fault of Zhou Qiang and his wife! Yu Wenxiang drank several jars of wine and was still drunk. The moonlight was so good that it illuminated Yu Wenxiang's way to the graves of Zhou Qiang and his wife.
"Bang." There was a loud noise, and the tombstone of Zhou Qiang and his wife was shattered by Yu Wenxiang's internal force.
A wine jar filled with wine was thrown by Yu Wenxiang onto the remains of the tombstone, and he took out the fire seal and threw it up.
"Boom." The tongues of fire soon ignited the fallen leaves on the ground. In the light of the fire, Yu Wenxiang shed the first tear in his memory.
After stumbling back to Ningxintang, he tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground. Yu Wenxiang slept on the ground all night.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Wang Fu has been knocking on the door for a long time. Now it is time to prepare to pick up the bride, but Yu Wenxiang never comes out.
Is it possible that their prince regrets his marriage? ! He could tell that Yu Wenxiang had been depressed for the past ten days.
"Come here, knock on the door!" This is a capital offense!
(End of chapter)