"Your good son!" Su Shitao scolded Wang Qiru angrily, got up and walked out.
Wang Qiru was also in anger, and she couldn't help feeling furious when she heard this.
"My son has made meritorious deeds. You said he deserves to be your son, Su Shitao. Now, he made mistakes and became a good son of Wang Qiru? Did I force him to take a concubine? You were the one who promised the emperor to marry him. You are the one who promised the emperor to let him marry Zisu!"
Su Shitao knew that his words were inappropriate and would not argue.
Standing in the hall, he saw his son kneeling on the porch with his head down.
How innocent Kang Qing is. In the eyes of others, she is the granddaughter of the traitor, who cannot be forgiven, but in the eyes of her son, she is just his wife.
Due to the rebellion of the King of Southern Xinjiang, the queen mother and the emperor persuaded him to commit suicide, and was killed by a vampire.
The son and her newly-married couple have been separated from each other from now on. That's it. Before he accepted the fact that Kang Qing had died, the emperor gave him a marriage with Gu Zisu... As someone else, he couldn't accept this heavy blow.
These days, he was arguing with Gu Zisu every day, and he was just anxious in his eyes.
As a father, he is most proud of having a son who is so brave and capable of fighting, both civil and military. He sincerely hopes that his son can cheer up as soon as possible.
And the woman named Chang'er beside him is indeed very similar to Kang Qing. If he is happy to deceive himself and others, his father's obstruction will only hurt his father and son.
Su Shitao walked to the corridor and signaled Yuan Ren to retreat to rest, which also caused the guards to disperse.
When the yard was quiet, he said solemnly to his son, "Jingqi was divorced and Jinli went to the main hall. My Su family can no longer have more troubles. If you have to accept this woman, you will not interfere for your father. Changer There is no father and no mother, and the origin is unknown, but I have only met you for two or three days. Even if you want to be a side room, you should ask clearly. So I can give Gu family an explanation!
"Thank you, Father." Su Jinyu's eyes were red, and he couldn't raise his head in shame for a while.
Su Shitao patted him on the shoulder, then walked across the front porch and headed towards Su Jingqi's bedroom.
Wang Qiru walked out of the hall and saw Su Jinyu pulling her to her feet, and scolded her majesticly, "Kneeling! Waiting for Zisu's mother to come and die with you!"
Su Jinyu had to kneel down again.
Wang Qiru glanced at the direction Su Shitao was leaving, then turned her head and gave the maid beside her a wink, motioning her to follow.
The maid went, she turned around and went to the bedroom.
Su Jinyu reluctantly took the woman beside her into her arms, "Hey, I'll be on my knees by myself. You can go to my room and sleep for a while."
"No, Changer is willing to be with the son of the world at all times."
The slender arms wrapped around his sturdy waist, tightly, as if he would never loosen it again for the rest of his life.
Su Jinyu raised her hand and touched her head, "Silly girl, it's hard for you." The woman was so stupid that he couldn't bear to hurt, but he couldn't bear to let go.
Li'er was right. He was so reckless, not infatuation, but selfish and despicable.
He hurt Kang Qing, Gu Zisu, and the man in his arms, but he couldn't find other ways to comfort him.
Chang'er buried her head in front of his chest, crying helplessly. She is not afraid of kneeling, but the most feared, someone will come to Su Jinyu to work hard tomorrow.
Half an hour later, the maid sent by Wang Qiru returned. When she passed by Su Jinyu, she bowed a little and hurried to Wang Qiru's bedroom.
In the bedroom, only a gauze lamp with a beautiful picture was lit, dim and sluggish.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wang Qiru's delicate makeup looks like an orchid exhausted by the wind in the sunset, but her phoenix eyes are still clear and majestic.
She looked down at the kneeling maid and sighed, "Get up and talk."
The maid got up, brought her a cup of hot tea, and recounted what she had just seen and heard.
Su Shitao entered Su Jingqi's bedroom and saw her stepping on the table, crying and hanging herself.
The maids crowded around the table, crying and shouting, and the room was in a mess.
Su Shitao rushed in, hurriedly dragged Su Jingqi off the table, and ordered someone to lift the obnoxious rope on the beam.
The maids were very winking, busy waiting for the embarrassed master to freshen up.
Su Jingqi refused to let the maid touch her, she overturned the warm water for washing her face, and the rouge and gouache were also brushed on the ground.
Su Shitao stared coldly at her daughter's desperate behavior, just watched in silence with exhausted energy.
Su Jingqi also knew that the trouble was too much, so she knelt down and confessed her guilt again.
"Father, please make the decision for your daughter. The daughter is helpless. Only the father is left. If the father doesn't care, the daughter will only die!"
Seeing that she could speak calmly, Su Shitao asked the maid to move the stool.
"Jingqi, get up and talk."
Su Jingqi pulled her robe sleeves into a sniffle and tears, sobbing and choking.
"Jin Li killed me and fed me the blood of the vampire... The owner of that blood is the vampire of today's frivolous daughter. Because of the traction of blood, her daughter often falls into weird dreams, so she did it after seeing the vampire. If the daughter is a little sober, such an ugly beggar, the daughter will not look at it much at a glance."
After she finished speaking, she looked up at Su Shitao's expression with tears on her face. She could not see any movement, and then continued.
"Father, Jin Li's plan is vicious. Not only did she ruin her daughter, she also snatched Prince Kang Heng from her daughter! The father wants to be the master for her daughter!"
"Jingqi..." The palms and backs of hands are full of meat. If he wants to help her, he will definitely hurt Jinli.
"Father, even if her mother had hurt her, spent half a year in the dungeon, suffering from hunger and cold, it would be enough. Mother loves her father, and this affection remains true. Father knows better than her daughter, and the mother She has never been disconnected from other people like the princess and empress. And the daughter, even if she has hurt Jinli, she can kill me, hate me, as a sister, she shouldn’t use such despicable and cruel means, she is not just hurt My daughter is not as good as death, and it ruins my Su's face... Father, she is a devil!"
Su Shitao's cold face was calm and he only handed her a handkerchief.
"Jingqi, being a father can let your mother go out of the dungeon, or you can go to the prince Kang Heng, but you have to promise to be your father, from then on, stay safe and don't hurt Jinli again. The next time, you can also be your father. I can't save you anymore."
"Get up and wash up, go to bed early."
Hearing this, Wang Qiru sat on the side of the bed without moving for a long time. As soon as she signaled the maid to leave, the door was pushed open by Su Shitao.
With her eyes facing each other, she sneered and gritted her teeth to suppress the tears that almost came out of her eyes.
Su Shitao looked at her with complicated eyes, and was silent for a long time, only to put a golden brocade of double phoenix play beads on the table, and then back out sadly.
Wang Qiru suspiciously stepped forward and picked up the brocade, shaking her body in disbelief.
An anger rushed to her heart, and she roared toward the door, "Why should the blood queen divorce my daughter? Why should she?"
"Qiru, what Jinli did today is indeed... too much!"
Su Shitao's voice, cold and harsh, came from the front porch outside the door.
Wang Qiru crumpled the decree on her hand into a ball and threw it on the ground, "You actually think she is too much? Humph... Li'er has a father like you, it's really bad for eight lifetimes!"
Su Shitao sighed with mixed feelings outside the door, and he didn't care too much, so he called the housekeeper to tell him about Su Jinyu's concubine.
"Everything is simple, just put a family dinner."
The housekeeper looked awkwardly at Su Jinyu's kneeling position. The Erbi couple had long been sent back to the room by Su Shitao.
"Yes, prince, over there in the prime minister's mansion..."
Su Shitao condensed his eyebrows, and did not hesitate, "Prepare the car for a while, and this king will personally go and plead. Tomorrow morning, let the guards go out to find the concubine.
The housekeeper responded and hurriedly sent people to prepare the car for the trip.
Su Shitao again urged, "Just about the New Year, take Concubine Zhao from the dungeon and let the imperial doctor show her her body."
The butler looked at the ground, bowed his head respectfully, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.
"In addition, go to the National Teacher's Mansion to pass the king's order to let Jin Li go home and live,"
"No need!" Wang Qiru said in a cold voice indoors, "The divorced daughter has become a shame to the palace. The queen mother is to blame and must be driven out. Let her live outside, lest she come back and be side by Zhao again. The concubine and daughter are murdered."
Su Shitao turned helplessly and looked into the door. She was light and dark yellow, and beautiful like a flower. She seemed to be standing in another corner of the world. He could see but could not touch her.
"Chiru..."
"Since Concubine Zhao Fang has come out, I can't help take care of her daughter. Tomorrow I will enter the palace and beg the queen mother to be the daughter of Su Jingqi." After Wang Qiru finished speaking, she closed the door heavily.
She leaned back against the door, and sat slumped on the ground, sobbing silently.
One day the husband and wife Bai Rien, she remembered him well, but was helpless, Wang Qiru was not the only one who had a Bai Rien with him.
On New Year's Eve, the sky was dark, firecrackers echoed all over the city, and the deafening sound was overwhelmed by waves.
Jin Li also wakes up early. She has to go to the palace to ask for peace. She has to go back to the palace to worship the gods and ancestors. In the afternoon, she will also go to various shops to personally give salaries and rewards to the meritorious guys. On this day, she must be like a top. Busy all the time.
She walked to the door and told the grandmother, "Let the children sleep a little longer. Today I will enter the palace by myself, and I don’t have to go with them. I may not be able to come back for breakfast. Remember to prepare Jin'er with his favorite shrimp Long Bao, let the nurse give some blood to the young master."
"Yes, sheriff."
When the maid saw her coming here wrapped in a white fox fur cloak, she opened the door tacitly.
Nangong Ke's tall silver hair and blue-rimmed silver robe stood outside the door as handsome and elegant as an immortal. He didn't wear a mask, and his handsome face was popping out of the world, exposed in front of her.
The two maids looked slightly startled, hurriedly knelt on the ground and lowered their heads.
Jin Li was startled by them and recovered, and immediately turned away from him, and passed by him.
The dark blue sky is like colored glaze, golden stars are shining non-stop, and fireworks burst into the sky, exploding brilliantly...
On the spotless front porch, the carpet was bright red, and she was embroidered with a long robe of ink and wash, rustling and rustling.
"what's up?"
"Yu Lansi has a letter, some for me, and another for you and Wushang."
"I thought you would burn it directly!" She stopped and turned around.
He looked at her with a faint smile, handed the letter over, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly in mockery.
"I didn't burn it, but I've seen it. Yulans probably knew I would watch it, so he didn't say much."
Jin Li glanced at him angrily, opened the letter, and sure enough, there were only two lines of words in it... Neither line filled the long, narrow red squares.
"My wife, Jinli, don't read it! Don't hurt my son without suffering!"
The line of sight flicked across the words of dragon and phoenix dancing, as if there were warm hands, soothing the cold heart.