"Ling'er, why did you act on your own without consulting me? What should I do if something happens?" When Jian Xinan heard what Hu Ling'er said about last night, she was dissatisfied and annoyed.

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"Isn't it okay now?" Hu Ling'er smiled with a meaningless look on her face.

Seeing her like this, Jian Xinan couldn't say anything else. She just shook her head helplessly. Maybe he was too worried.

Hu Ling'er is a smart woman who won't do anything she's not sure about. Since she can go, she must have thought about it.

After thinking about it, Jian Xinan added: "Now that Xia Yihan knows that his father was killed by Qi Hongqing, what is he going to do?"

"I don't know what he would do. After returning home, he locked himself in the room." Hu Ling'er shrugged, looking unconcerned.

But Jian Xinan still saw it. She said it easily, but she was actually a little worried about Xia Yihan.

After all, this is really a big blow to Xia Yihan.

His younger brother killed his father. No matter who it is, it is unacceptable.

The two were silent for a while. Hu Ling'er turned her head and looked at Jian Xinan. Seeing that he was looking at her constantly, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She coughed lightly and said, "Xinan, how is your health?"

Jian Xinan smiled softly and said, "It's okay. I'll recover after just two more days of rest."

"That's good, that puts my mind at ease." Hu Ling'er said and stood up, "I'm a little tired, so I'll go to the room to rest first."

Jian Xinan nodded and watched Hu Linger leave.

Seeing the door close, the smile on Jian Xinan's face faded and turned into worry.

I don’t know if he is being sensitive, but I always feel that Hu Ling’er is a bit strange these days.

"Hey, have you heard that the young lady from Zuo Xiangfu was favored by the emperor last night?"

"I heard it, I heard it, and it's even better."

"That's right. You said she is going to become our prince's concubine. How can the emperor do this?"

"What do you know? The emperor has been interested in Miss Sang for a long time, and even said that he would make her his queen. But Miss Sang only has deep love for our prince."

"But didn't the emperor already give her to the prince as his concubine? Why did he change his mind again?"

"Well, who can guess the emperor's heart? But it's okay, our prince doesn't like her anyway. In this way, he can live a good life with the princess."

"Hehe, yes. Miss Nasang has a bad temper, but our princess is better..."

The voices of discussion gradually faded away, and Hu Ling'er stood behind the tree with a slight smile on her lips.

It seems that the story about Sang Rong and Qi Hongqing has spread, and the entire Lingdu City must know about it now.

Now that everything is so heated, what will happen if people know that their emperor will never be able to have children again?

And as far as he knew, although Qi Hongqing had a child before, he unfortunately died in infancy, which meant that he would be divorced from now on.

Sang Rong and Qi Hongqing would end up like this, and Hu Ling'er had no sympathy for them at all, because it was all their own fault.

She thought as she returned to her room, but when she was at the door, she heard a burst of sobbing coming from inside.

Xia Yihan didn't go back to his room? Also, was he crying?

Hu Ling'er's hand paused while pushing the door open.

When she was at Qi Muqing's place before, after hearing the news, Xia Yihan yelled and rushed out like crazy.

She followed him all the way and felt a little relieved when she saw that he had returned to Prince Han's Mansion.

She knew he would be very sad, but she didn't expect him to cry.

Because as far as she knew, Xia Yihan had no feelings at all for her father.

Or maybe he just pretended not to care on the surface.

After standing at the door for a long time, Hu Ling'er finally opened the door.

Inside the room, Xia Yihan was sitting at the table, with his whole body lying on the table, and he was holding a piece of paper in his hand.

After a short pause, Hu Ling'er stepped forward step by step.

Perhaps hearing the sound, Xia Yihan slowly straightened up and looked at Hu Ling'er walking towards him. He suddenly beat his chest heavily with his hand, "Ling'er, I feel so uncomfortable."

Hu Linger stood still in front of Xia Yihan. She had seen him look regretful, angry, guilty, and cold, but she had never seen him look like this.

His eyes were red and red, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, his face was pale, and his lips were bleeding from his bite.

It was a kind of deep regret and deep pain.

Hu Ling'er just stood beside him quietly, not knowing how to comfort him.

Xia Yihan looked at her, then dropped her gaze on the letter paper in her hand, pursed her lips and said: "This is the letter he gave me after Qi Hongqing ascended the throne of the prince. He said that if I forgive him, he will open it

Take a look at this letter..." At this point, Xia Yihan choked up and tightened the hand holding the letter: "But until he died, I still didn't open it and read it."

Hu Ling'er looked at the crumpled paper he had pulled, hesitated and said, "So, did you just open it and read it?"

"Yes." Xia Yihan lowered his head and handed the letter in his hand to Hu Ling'er, "If I had read it earlier, even after he died, I might have guessed that his death was related to Qi Hongqing.

But I have been avoiding it."

Xia Yihan's whole body was buried in regret.

He originally thought that everything he did was right, but why in the end, everything he did was wrong?

This is true for both the father's affairs and Hu Ling'er's affairs...

Hu Ling'er looked at the letter Xia Yihan gave him. The words on the letter were vigorous and powerful. It can be imagined that the previous emperor was a vigorous and resolute person.

The general content of the letter stated his apology for Xia Yihan's mother, and his desire to have Xia Yihan recognize her ancestor and return to the palace. Hu Ling'er was completely stunned when she read the end.

It turned out that the old emperor wanted Xia Yihan to inherit the throne.

He asked Xia Yihan to help Qi Hongqing, depose the crown prince, and help Qi Hongqing ascend to the throne. It turned out that the purpose of all this was just to let Xia Yihan understand the entire political situation and get him involved early. And letting Qi Hongqing ascend to the throne first was just to provide a cover for Xia Yihan.

Therefore, from beginning to end, Qi Hongqing was just a pawn in the old emperor's attempt to help Xia Yihan ascend to power.

So if Qi Hongqing killed the old emperor, he must have known about it, so he refused to let Xia Yihan go after killing him.

After reading the letter, Hu Ling'er didn't say anything. She just reached out and patted his shoulder, but Xia Yihan grabbed her hand.

"Ling'er, I'm really useless, right?" Xia Yihan's voice was trembling and uneasy.

"No." Hu Ling'er didn't break away, but just shook her head and said, "You just care too much about family and friendship, so you have a lot of worries. And those worries will affect your judgment.

force."

Listening to Hu Ling'er's soft voice, Xia Yihan raised his head and looked at her blankly for a long time, then took her hand and suddenly hugged her waist tightly.

Hu Ling'er was caught off guard and wanted to break away, but as soon as her body moved, Xia Yihan's voice sounded muffled: "Ling'er, don't push me away."

The pleading voice made Hu Ling'er's movements stagnant, and she suddenly stopped moving.

Xia Yihan tightened her hands around her waist, put her face against Hu Ling'er's abdomen, then slowly closed her eyes and murmured: "Ling'er, just let me hold you for a while. That's the only way.

, I can feel at ease, and only by holding you and our baby can I breathe."

Hu Ling'er let him hold her. After a long silence, the hand that was hanging by her side moved, and then slowly placed it on his shoulders, patting him again and again.

Under Hu Ling'er's gentle caress, Xia Yihan's painful expression gradually relaxed. Finally, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lightly opened his thin lips and said, "Ling'er, it's great to have you here."

Hu Ling'er's patting movements paused, and her heart felt bitter.

She raised her head, endured the sourness in her eyes, and then said: "You should rest first, I will ask someone to get something to eat."

"Okay." Xia Yihan nodded and loosened his hold on her waist, but did not completely let go.

He stood up, looked down at Hu Ling'er's cold face, and complained a little dissatisfiedly: "Ling'er, I haven't seen you smile for a long time."

Hu Ling'er paused for a moment, then twitched the corner of her mouth, revealing a faint smile. She looked up at Xia Yihan and said, "Is this okay?"

"Not enough." Xia Yihan shook her head, her tone almost coquettish.

This person...

Hu Ling'er was speechless. If it weren't for the fact that he was so sad just now, she wouldn't be too lazy to talk to him so nicely.

The curvature of the corners of her mouth deepened slightly, but Xia Yihan still shook her head, "It's not brilliant enough."

As he said this, Xia Yihan's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of cunning.

Hu Ling'er noticed it and felt something was wrong, but before she could react, Xia Yihan suddenly lowered her head and quickly pecked her lips.

"You..." Hu Ling'er was furious.

But Xia Yihan, who had succeeded, had already fled away. As he ran, he said, "Thank you Ling'er. I feel much better now and can sleep peacefully."

Seeing that he had gone to bed and got into bed, Hu Ling'er was so angry that she had nowhere to vent her anger, so she just sighed deeply.

Forget it, I won’t argue with him today.

In fact, how could Hu Ling'er not see that the reason why he was teasing her like this and forcing a smile was actually to prevent herself from worrying.

Taking a deep breath, Hu Linger turned around and walked out of the room.

He must still be feeling very uncomfortable right now, so let him think about it quietly.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xia Yihan, who had closed her eyes, opened them again, looked at the closed door, a flash of pain flashed in her eyes, and murmured: "Ling'er, I hope you can forgive me soon, except
To be continued...