The Prince Wants to Leave His Concubine

Chapter 164

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Some weird words, saying that I love her and want her to stay with me forever. When I thought about this, a voice in my heart said, no, it’s not because of indebtedness. I felt so bad when she was like that just now. I only felt bad for my mother before, but I know that I really fell in love with her, just like I fell in love with Qingling in the cold palace. I love her, I love her too. No less than Qingling, even... "

Shangguan Jinghong paused while speaking, and after a long while, he began to laugh softly.

Lao Tie was shocked to see the man in white clothes immersed in the halo of the white jade moon. There was an indescribable desolation in his heart, as if he was not falling in love with a woman he had only known for a few months, but a woman he had been thinking about for thousands of years, but something had happened to them.

"I've said too much tonight."

Shangguan Jinghong's voice suddenly became slightly colder, and he turned around, his eyes returning to normal.

Lao Tie felt a pang in his heart when he saw this man who had grown up in his eyes and was like his own child. He didn't know much about poetry and books, but he thought he understood the feeling of heartache that the young master was talking about.

He thought for a moment and whispered, "I think that you actually hope to live up to your Majesty's expectations. If the Emperor could have loved Miss Fangfei or your Majesty wholeheartedly, this wouldn't be the case today. He got both, but he hurt your Majesty badly."

"Oh, it turns out that my father and I are the same." Shangguan Jinghong sneered and stared at his hands indifferently.

"Master, maybe there is a way to have the best of both worlds, as long as you treat Master Qiao and Miss Qingling equally well. Master Qiao has suffered enough, you should treat her well..."

"The method of achieving both?" Shangguan Jinghong chewed on these words slowly, and suddenly asked softly, "Then why have you only been with my mother for so many years? She has been dead for many years."

Lao Tie was shocked. It turned out that he knew. It turned out that he knew the unspeakable secret in his heart for so many years. Maybe he even knew that he actually hoped that he would only love Qiaochu.

Lao Tie closed his eyes and smiled bitterly, but he heard Shangguan Jinghong's long smile, his eyes became darker and darker, "Mother, I'm sorry for you, but I want both!"

"Master, the medicine is ready."

Jing Qing's voice came over. In the corridor, Jing Qing and Jing Ping were walking over, and there was a secret guard beside them. Shangguan Jinghong knew what he felt for Qiaochu, and he was unwilling to say it in front of others, even Jing Ping and Jing Qing who had followed him since childhood. He wanted to say something, but he stopped talking.

Jing Qing said: "Master, you just sent someone to the kitchen. I thought you were going to use it, so I simply brought the medicine over. But, aren't you afraid that the amount of two tablets is too heavy? I'm afraid that Master Qiao's body can't bear it-"

"I know my limits." Jing Ping said in a low voice.

Lao Tie saw Shangguan Jinghong look at Jingqing and the others, and finally his gaze fell on him. He seemed to know what he wanted to say, and hurriedly said, "Master, don't forget to pick up the Concubine Lang back home tomorrow."

Shangguan Jinghong responded indifferently. When Laotie said this, he immediately understood that the Xu Laotie wanted to talk about was still related to Qiaochu, so he used Lang Linling to get rid of him in front of Jingping and Jingqing.

His friends understand him best.

How could he forget what he was going to do

Lang Linling.

When leaving the palace today, he asked her to go back to Lang Mansion first, and he would go to Lang Mansion to pick her up tomorrow.

And now, he will meet the best again.

Whether the medicine worked or not, he already wanted to go in and see her.

It's funny, he's already missing her after only seeing her for a short time.

But what about her

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"Master." Fang Ming moved a chair in front of the bed and sat on it. Seeing Shangguan Jinghong coming in, he quickly stood up and moved the chair away.

"Is she all right?"

Shangguan Jinghong lifted her robe and sat down on the bed. Unless she was ill, she would be fine. He pressed her acupuncture points and she slept soundly. If she was not well, Fang Ming would go to him. Wasn't he asking unnecessary questions? The wrong words just jumped out.

Fang Ming just respectfully reported that nothing was wrong. Shangguan Jinghong glanced at the woman in his arms who was still frowning in her sleep. His heart sank slightly. He shook her hand before unblocking her acupuncture points.

They had just fought so fiercely that he didn't even have time to tell her that she was pregnant with their child.

The baby is still young, so we can’t tell whether it’s a boy or a girl.

He hoped it was a boy, so that he could teach him everything he knew, teach him all the strategies and tactics, and let the child inherit everything from him. Then, she, she would be very happy, right

But if it was a girl, like her, he would also like her very much.

He was slightly startled. He likes... likes children

Half of my heart is filled with intense anxiety, and the other half is filled with strong hope.

Suddenly, he thought, what would she do when she heard about the child? Would she be happy? His mood at this moment was even more intense than the day he took the military power of the Western Expedition from the emperor. That was his first step back into the court of Dongling. Who could understand his mood at that time? Not even his old buddies. That was the line of success or failure that had been dormant for years. His heart was surging, and the sound of Yingning waking up shook his heart slightly.

"Chu'er, it's time to take medicine."

Qiaochu squinted at him, her sleepy eyes revealing a hint of innocence, and her irritability seemed to be swept away. Shangguan Jinghong could not help but sigh softly, took off his iron mask, leaned over and kissed her deeply on the lips.

Qiaochu suddenly came to his senses, his face changed, and he raised his hand and slapped Shangguan Jinghong.

Jing Ping and Jing Qing each held a bowl of medicine in their hands, and some candied fruits in their hands, waiting by the side. With a crisp sound, Jing Ping's face changed slightly, and Jing Qing had already gasped. When had he ever been beaten like this in front of his subordinates? Shangguan Jinghong suddenly burst into anger, his eyebrows turned cold, but he saw that Qiaochu's eyes were also cold, but the corners of his mouth were smiling like a flower, "Eighth Master, why do you have such a face, I will beat you back!"

Shangguan Jinghong saw her face tilted up, her eyes were clear, her slightly trembling but stubborn and pale face, and the redness and swelling on her cheeks that had not yet subsided, that was because he had hit her last night - that

The anger that had just risen disappeared without a trace. He let her go and used a little force to press her uncooperative body against the bed rail. He took a bowl of medicine from Jing Ping and said in a deep voice, "Take the medicine."

Qiaochu looked at Laotie and Fang Ming who turned their heads slightly. Jingping and Jingqing stood aside awkwardly with things in their hands. Shangguan Jinghong had a red patch on one side with several light scratches of blood from fingernails. His eyes were fierce, but he did not get angry.

A bitter smell came over him, Qiaochu touched his chest unconsciously, and felt his throat itchy, wanting to vomit. Shangguan Jinghong's eyes lit up, and his hand holding the bowl trembled a little. Some of the medicine juice splashed from the bowl onto his hand. The medicine soup was still steaming, but he seemed not to feel any pain. His expression seemed to indicate...

He was very happy. Qiaochu was startled. Was he happy to see her in pain? She stared at him warily. Shangguan Jinghong held the medicine in one hand and gently stroked her hair with the other hand. His deep eyes were full of tenderness. His big hand slowly slid down to her belly. The tenderness in his eyes became more and more intense.

"This is the condition of your body now. After you take the medicine, I will accompany you to rest. I have something to tell you."

"No, I don't drink..."

"Chu'er, take your medicine first. After that, we'll eat candied fruit. Which flavors do you like? I'll ask Uncle Fang to go there and order a batch for you. You see, I don't like the snacks that you girls like to eat. I don't know which ones are delicious and which ones are not. Just tell me what you like—"

Qiaochu saw that Shangguan Jinghong's smile was getting bigger and bigger, and he didn't even close his eyes and blink. Although his eyes were full of bloodshot, he stared at her tirelessly.

What's wrong with him? It's like he really loves her. How is that possible? She's nothing in his heart.

She felt more and more ironic, and her hands seemed to have their own will. He was still smiling and talking softly. She raised her hand and pushed hard on his hand holding the bowl. The stimulating smell suddenly became ten times stronger!

The medicine soup was boiling, pouring towards her palm. She didn't care. It was hot, it hurt.

"Master Qiao..." Jing Ping screamed beside him.

Shangguan Jinghong's eyes suddenly darkened, and the hand that was originally caressing her belly was quickly withdrawn, and quickly covered her hand. It seemed that only a few drops of soup splashed on her, but she still shivered slightly. It was indeed very hot.

Shangguan Jinghong's hand was horrible to look at. The entire back of her hand was black and red. The black was the medicine juice, and the red was the skin. She thought he would definitely beat and scold her, but he quickly pushed the medicine bowl to Jingping's hand and asked, "Did you burn anywhere?"

Wiping his clothes with his hands, he roughly tore open the wet quilt and threw it aside. He took her hand with one hand and touched her belly with the other.

"Speak, are you burned anywhere?" Qiao Chu was also a little frightened. Shangguan Jinghong's chest was heaving violently, his eyes were staring at her fiercely, and his voice was full of strong anger.

She was startled, her eyes a little confused, but Shangguan Jinghong thought she had gotten it from somewhere, so he carried her out from behind the bed curtain and sat on the small couch beside the bed. He carefully touched her lower abdomen with his hands, then covered her hands with his big palms, looked at them carefully again, and then held her tightly in his arms.

On the side, everyone saw Shangguan Jinghong take off his iron mask, and they didn't dare to go out to call the servants who had been transferred to the garden to listen to orders, let alone disturb the two. Fang Ming opened the cabinet to get a new quilt, Jing Ping quickly changed the wet quilt, Lao Tie saw that there was still some clean water in the copper basin on the jade rack in the room, so he wrung out the towel on the rack and handed it to Shangguan Jinghong. Only Jing Qing was still standing there in a daze, holding the remaining bowl of medicine and candied fruit.

Qiaochu couldn't bear to see everyone busy, and met the gloomy gaze of the man who was hugging her tightly, and the anger in her heart burst out, "Shangguan Jinghong, let me go!

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"Qiaochu, now that you have my child, where else are you going?"

Shangguan Jinghong did not take the handkerchief handed to her by her friend, and pinched her jaw with her injured hand.

Qiaochu felt that the whole world had gone silent. He only saw Shangguan Jinghong's lips opening and closing. His eyes showed his beautiful eyebrows and even more beautiful smile. It was cold, holding back anger, but also had a dangerous sense of judgment.

She took a deep breath, but still found it difficult to breathe. Her hands, held by him, were shaking, but he still smiled coldly and put one hand on her back, patting her again and again.

She was so upset that she endured the dizziness and stared at him closely, but she tried to analyze it calmly, "Why did you lie to me? I know that I can't leave the palace and you will definitely imprison me, but can't you consider that I helped you in Mochou Lake and offset the resentment on the cliff? It's enough! We don't love each other, I don't understand why you insist on me staying here?"

No? She doesn't love him anymore

Shangguan Jinghong's original hope of finally announcing the news to her was also eroded bit by bit by the voice in his ear. He had originally planned to tell her about the child and then tell her about the golden needle, and tell her that he would treat her well in the future... At this moment, all his hopes were washed away by the coldness in her eyes.

No wonder he was injured, there was no fluctuation in her eyes.

He was angry that she hurt him, but he was happy that he could protect her, but she didn't feel anything.

The burning pain in my hand suddenly gripped my heart.

"I said, you have my child."

He slightly sharpened his voice, still smiling at her, "Why would I lie to you? You'll know when your belly shows signs of growth in a few months, right?"

Children, she told herself, she couldn't have children, not with him no matter what.

Impossible, how could it be possible? She still had her period before, so this child could only have been conceived in the doctor's house or on the night she came back. But both times, she took medicine afterwards.

Qiaochu couldn't stop herself from feeling cold all over. She stared at Jingqing blankly and said word by word, "What kind of medicine did Shangguan Jinghong ask you to give me that day? Wasn't it a pregnancy-prevention medicine?"

Jing Qing was confused. Seeing her so distraught, although he felt sorry for Shangguan Jinghong's hand, he was even more afraid that Shangguan Jinghong would blame him, so he hurriedly said, "Master Qiao, that is