Yang Yanming picked up the ginseng soup and drank it slowly. He tried his best to conceal the confusion in his heart, tried his best to cooperate with the princess in front of him, and started talking with her calmly.
Yang Yanming was always able to cover up all this very well, and the princess didn't see any clues at all.
At this time, Meng Yiqing, who was in Yangyanjing's mansion, helped Yangyanxing in that scene, but has not received any news yet. This made Meng Yiqing feel uneasy. Meng Yiqing was restless as she embroidered the purse in her hand. She snorted softly, and the embroidery needle accidentally pierced her finger fiercely.
"Ma'am, are you okay?"
"No, it's fine. Don't worry, you go down first." Meng Yiqing didn't care at all, but there was still a painful expression between her brows and eyes.
"Your Majesty, I'd better stop the bleeding for you first." The little maid said she was going to fetch the bandaging cloth for Meng Yiqing.
"I'm really fine." Meng Yiqing said.
"Xiaoqing, you're bleeding, and you still say you're fine." Yang Yanxing walked into Meng Yiqing's wing.
"My lord," Meng Yiqing got up quickly, "Your lord, you really don't have the habit of knocking on the door. Every time you come in like this suddenly." Meng Yiqing said with a little complaint.
Yang Yanxing said blankly, "Xiaoqing, I knocked on the door."
"My lord, you are the only one with a poor mouth."
"I just knocked on the door outside to hear your master and servant's conversation. Quickly show me your fingers to see if there is anything wrong?" Yang Yanxing took Meng Yangqing's hand as he spoke.
"My lord, my concubine is really fine."
"Hurry up and get your mother some medicine to stop the bleeding." Yang Yanxing ordered with some worry.
"Okay, my lord." The little girl ran out in a hurry, and came over with the medicine to stop bleeding and bandages, "Your Majesty, if the lord doesn't come, why don't you let the servants take it. Your hand is so thin It looks good, but it can't leave scars."
Yang Yanxing reproachfully said: "Your Majesty is ignorant, so are you ignorant too?"
"Okay, my lord. Don't blame her. It's just the concubine making her own decisions." Meng Yiqing said.
The little maid bandaged Meng Yiqing's wound, and then left knowingly.
"My lord, you came at the right time. I was worried. How is the matter in the palace? Is the matter of Concubine Lin settled?" Meng Yiqing asked worriedly.
Before Yang Yanxing came to see Meng Yiqing tonight, his heart was actually very heavy. This woman who gets along with her day and night has experienced pain and humiliation unimaginable to ordinary people, and in his heart he wants to take good care of this woman for the rest of his life. Yang Yanxing took Meng Yiqing's hands and said: "Xiaoqing, what are you going to do now?" The only thing is to wait here for the king. Do you know? Your safety is what the king cares about most."
"My lord, what's the matter with you? Why did you suddenly tell me this? Your concubine is very nice." Meng Yiqing suddenly felt that Yang Yanxing was very different tonight, and she couldn't help but think about it, "My lord , did something happen to you, my lord, is it the matter of Concubine Lin, which makes you a little embarrassed."
"Xiaoqing, neither. This king is very good, and this king just wants you to be well." Yang Yanxing explained again.
Meng Yiqing nodded, then picked up her purse and began to embroider with peace of mind, but leaned against Yang Yanxing's body, full of sense of security and belonging, lingering in her heart.
The matter in Yangyan Xingwang's mansion is only one step away from the truth. Now everything is on Concubine Lin's body. As long as she is willing to assist, Yang Yanming's fox tail will soon be revealed. But everything can only depend on Concubine Lin's attitude, to see if she can really cooperate with them.
Yang Yanxing looked at Meng Yangqing, who was carefully making a female celebrity, and couldn't help feeling a little relieved in his heart. He hoped that his life with this woman would be like this. The two can face a red candle, Yang Yanxing reads the book of war, while Meng Yiqing is a female celebrity.
It was getting late, and Meng Yiqing yawned unavoidably, "Xiaoqing, are you sleepy?" Yang Yanxing asked gently.
"The concubine is a little sleepy. But, lord, aren't you going back to the mansion?" Meng Yiqing asked softly.
"Xiaoqing, why, don't you want the prince to stay?" Yang Yanxing asked intentionally.
"No, it's not, my lord. The concubine just can't serve you well, that's why I said that. The concubine really wants the lord to stay." Meng Yiqing quickly explained.
"Xiaoqing, who do you think this king is?" Yang Yanxing complained a little, this silly woman was still thinking about what happened that night.
Meng Yiqing nodded shyly, and the two lay quietly on the bed. Yang Yanxing really did what he said, and did not make any further moves towards Meng Yiqing, and the two just hugged each other and fell asleep.
But in the middle of the night, bursts of spring thunder resounded through the sky, followed by non-stop lightning, the strong wind kept blowing against the window, and the downpour hit the ground fiercely.
Meng Yiqing was scared out of her wits by the sudden sound, she sat up suddenly, all the muscles in her body tensed up, and she started to cry unconsciously, this kind of scene suddenly made Meng Yiqing's memory flashed. Pulled to that cruel night.
Because it was on this rainy night that Meng Yiqing met a bandit who brutalized her mercilessly.
"Xiaoqing, don't be afraid, my king is gone, Xiaoqing." Yang Yanxing was also awakened, seeing Meng Yiqing who was still in shock, he quickly hugged her. "Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing..." A warm embrace made Meng Yiqing a little warmer.
"My lord, I, I, am afraid of such a rainy night, I am afraid." Meng Yiqing cried bitterly. Yang Yanxing knew what kind of pain this woman had gone through. Now he is just quietly hugging Meng Yiqing to dissolve her fear and anxiety,
After a long time, Meng Yiqing gradually regained her composure. Yang Yanxing was always by his side, wiping away his tears. "Xiaoqing, with this king here, I won't scare you anymore, Xiaoqing..." Yang Yanxing kissed Meng Yiqing's forehead lightly after speaking, and such gentle lips made Meng Yangqing calm down slowly. down.
After going through the torment of memories this time, Meng Yangqing slowly and quietly lay beside Yang Yanming. "My lord, my concubine is much better now, my lord, thank you."
"Xiaoqing, what are you talking about. You will always be the purest in my heart. No matter what you have experienced, Xiaoqing, you have to understand this." Yang Yanxing kept comforting the injured woman, hoping that She can slowly regain her composure.
This night made Yang Yanxing even more determined, and must find out Yang Yanming, a man with a human face and a beast heart.