Hu Ling'er did not return to her and Xia Yihan's new house because she got lost in Prince Han's mansion.
Unable to find her way, she huddled quietly under a tree, hugging her knees with her hands and burying her head between her knees.
Only in this way will she not be so cold and feel so sad.
Yes, she admitted she was hurt.
Just when she thought she had found the man in purple in her dream, when she thought she had found the only person who knew her identity, understood her, and loved her, she was severely hammered.
And this blow hit her heart, it hurt, it hurt.
Perhaps because of fear, perhaps because she wanted to escape, she was no longer sure that Xia Yihan was the man in purple, nor was she sure that she was Hu Ling'er.
What is even more uncertain is whether Xia Yihan loves Hu Ling'er or just for the three-leaf blood lotus on her body?
Three-leaf blood lotus? What exactly is it?
And why is it in her hand?
Hu Ling'er held her head. The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt. The pain made her sweat profusely and her face turned pale, but she still couldn't think of anything.
A gust of cool wind blew by, lifting up her red wedding robe, and her red shadow under the moonlight was enchanting.
In the corner not far away, a purple figure stood there quietly, his eyes falling on the bright red, his face cold, his eyes solemn.
Her head hurt more and more, and her consciousness became more and more confused. Just when Hu Ling'er felt that she was about to faint, a pair of black boots stopped under her eyes.
Slowly looking up from the boots, Hu Ling'er raised a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth when she saw that face.
The visitor looked at her quietly for a long time, but his face that had always been calm was full of intolerance. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Miss, let's go back."
"Go back?" Hu Ling'er murmured, smiling sadly, "Min Mo, tell me, where should I go back? Where is my home?"
"Miss..." Min Mo moved his lips, but didn't know how to comfort her.
Hu Ling'er smiled bitterly again. Min Mo was not a good talker. Asking him such a question was simply making things difficult for him.
"Forget it, let's go back to the room." Hu Ling'er sighed. She could feel sad, but she couldn't hurt the baby in her belly. After all, she had only been scared a few days ago.
Moreover, she can't go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion now. If her parents find out about her situation, they will definitely feel guilty and worried.
So, this is the only choice she can make now.
Hu Ling'er wanted to stand up, but as soon as she moved, she found that her hands and feet were weak, her whole body was weak, and she couldn't even stand up.
She looked at Min Mo with an embarrassed look, and said a little embarrassedly: "Min Mo, I seem to be hungry and can't stand it anymore."
Min Mo said nothing, just looked at her silently for a few seconds, then bent over and picked her up, turned around and left.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Hu Ling'er's mouth. Sometimes this piece of wood is quite considerate.
But after the two left, a cold wind suddenly blew up, and the temperature was actually much colder than before.
In the corner not far away, purple clothes disappeared in a flash, leaving several deep marks on the wall.
The next day, according to the rules, King Han and Princess Han had to enter the palace to pay their respects to the Emperor and the Queen Mother.
However, because King Han was seriously ill, he was unable to make the trip and had to cancel it.
And on this day, the news that Prince Han fell ill in the middle of the ceremony and that the newly married Princess Han stayed alone in the bridal chamber all night spread like wildfire from Prince Han's palace. In just one morning, it spread throughout the streets and alleys of the mausoleum.
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Some sympathize, some sneer, some gloat, and some get furious.
And the person who got furious was Mu Qihua from the Youxiang Mansion.
"Bang!" The tea cup in his hand was thrown to the ground, and Mu Qihua was so angry that his voice trembled: "You bastard, you bastard! Prepare the car, I want to go to Prince Han's Mansion right away!"
Compared to Mu Qihua's anger, Zhou Qingrou on the side was much calmer. She took Mu Qihua's hand and advised: "Master, calm down first."
Mu Qihua was already very excited, "Calm down, how do you want me to calm down? My daughter has been wronged like this just one day after getting married, how can she suffer from it in the future? Anyway, their cousin is only half married, so this marriage is not considered a success.
, I’m going to take my daughter back home!”
"Master!" Zhou Qingrou pressed Mu Qihua's hand, looked around, and winked at him.
Although he almost fainted with anger, Mu Qihua still realized what Zhou Qingrou meant and said in a deep voice: "You all go down first."
The servants in the room had already retreated, and Mu Qihua took a deep breath and said, "Rou'er, do you know something?"
"Master, sit down and listen to me." Zhou Qingrou pulled Mu Qihua into a chair, poured him another cup of tea, and then said: "I don't know what Ling'er will think about fainting in the worship hall, but this alone
Guarding the bridal chamber is something Ling'er can only dream of."
Mu Qihua thought for a while, and it was indeed true. If King Han wanted to have a wedding last night, something big would have happened.
But he was still very unhappy in his heart, and he still said angrily: "Having said that, King Han clearly wants to give Ling'er, and even our Right Prime Minister's Mansion, a disgrace by doing this."
Zhou Qingrou smiled faintly and enlightened: "It doesn't matter if you show off your power, as long as Ling'er is safe now. Whether he is really ill or pretending to be ill, since he is too ill to go to the palace to pay respects, he will definitely not be able to ask for it in the near future.
It’s time for the bridal chamber, isn’t it?”
Mu Qihua was silent this time, because Zhou Qingrou's words made sense, and maybe his family Ling'er was still causing trouble in this matter.
It's just that Ha Shi couldn't swallow this breath, "Then, are we just going to watch Ling'er being wronged and ignore it?"
Zhou Qingrou sighed softly and put her hand on the back of Mu Qihua's hand, "Since Ling'er said she will find a way, then we should believe her. And I always feel that between Ling'er and this Xia Yihan, there is a conflict between Ling'er and Xia Yihan.
There are some secrets we don’t know.”
"Secret?" Mu Qihua was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and suddenly realized: "By the way, I almost forgot that she came to me and asked me about Xia Yihan's previous whereabouts, and also said that she had met Xia Yihan before.
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Zhou Qingrou's eyes lit up and she immediately said: "What, did they know each other before?"
Mu Qihua nodded: "Yes, although she only said that she had known Xia Yihan before and did not say where they met, she should have been in the cottage in Yin Qishan during that time, so I guess Xia Yihan has also been there.
There. But the question she asked me was where was Xia Yihan more than forty days ago?"
"She also asked me this question. I said I didn't know that, so she came to ask you." Zhou Qingrou seemed to be muttering to herself. She tried hard to recall why Hu Ling'er mentioned this question at that time, and suddenly her eyes flashed.
Liang, with eyes full of surprise, said: "Master, master, I think I have guessed it."
"Guessed what?" Seeing Zhou Qingrou's surprised look, Mu Qihua couldn't help but become curious.
Zhou Qingrou paused for a moment, and then said: "I guess Ling'er already knows who the father of the child in her belly is?"
When Mu Qihua heard this, his eyes widened and he quickly asked: "Who?"
There was another moment of hesitation, and then Zhou Qingrou softly uttered three words: "Xia Yihan."
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"Jingxin Garden?" Hu Ling'er looked up at the three words at the entrance of the courtyard and murmured.
His eyes slowly moved down and landed on the door at the end of the path.
This is Xia Yihan's former residence, and he still lives there now.
After eating and drinking last night, she lay in bed and thought a lot. There was still no doubt that she was Hu Ling'er, because there couldn't be so many coincidences.
And the fact that Xia Yihan is the man in purple is also inseparable.
So what she wants to prove now is whether Xia Yihan really loves Hu Ling'er, or does he just want to get the three-leaf blood lotus on her body?
According to their conversation that day, Emperor Qi Hongqing also wanted to get the heart of the three-leaf blood lotus. What kind of mysterious thing was this three-leaf blood lotus? And why was it in her hands?
She asked Min Mo about it, but he didn't know what three-leaf blood lotus was, so she just sent him to the Prime Minister's Mansion to inquire with Mu Qihua.
As for Xia Yihan, she didn't want to come at first, but then she thought about it carefully. He treated her like this last night. If she had stayed silent, wouldn't she have been bullied in vain?
He doesn't want to see her? Okay!
He doesn't want to see her? It doesn't matter!
But she couldn't let him regard her as a transparent person. She wanted to tell him that she was already his princess, the Princess Han whom he married in eight carriages.
Want to ignore her and resort to cold violence? No way!
A sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth. Hu Ling'er glanced out of the corner of her eyes and saw a maid slowly walking over with a food tray.
The girl walked in and saw Hu Ling'er blocking the door. She quickly bowed and said, "Slave, please see me."
Although this princess is not favored by the prince, she is still the mistress of the prince's palace after all.
"Well, let's get up." Hu Ling'er responded lightly, then looked at the tray in her hand, "Are you going to deliver food to the prince?"
"Hui Niangniang, yes."
"Go and deliver it to me. You can go down first." Hu Ling'er said while winking at Xiaomiao beside her.
"This..." The girl hesitated for a moment, but when she saw Hu Ling'er's slightly narrowed eyes, she honestly handed the tray in her hand to Xiao Miao.
The girl only thought that the new princess wanted to please the seriously ill prince, so she did not doubt that he was there, and she was blessed and said: "Then I will trouble you, my servant. Please leave first."
The girl walked away, and only Hu Ling'er and Xiao Miao were left at the door.
She looked around, then opened the lids of several plates on the tray, including fragrant millet porridge and several plates of pastries and snacks.
Hu Ling'er smiled slyly, then picked up a spoon, scooped out the millet from the porridge bowl, and poured it into the bushes by the wall. She also took out a few items from the snack plate. She originally wanted to continue throwing them away, but it tasted good, so she just
Stuffed it into his mouth.
While eating, he said: "Well, it's so delicious. Xiaomiao, please have a few pieces too."
Before the poor little Miao could react to her actions, her mouth was filled with food.
After swallowing the pastry, wiping his mouth, patting off the crumbs of pastry on his hands, and closing the lid, Hu Ling'er said, "Let's go and deliver breakfast to the prince."
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