After hearing Zhao Yanqing's words, my body paused slightly, but my heart did not fluctuate much.
Just because my impression of my mother is too vague, so vague that only a nursery rhyme and a plate of glutinous rice cakes remain.
The most profound thing is that my father died on the way to find her...
Besides, I suspect that Zhao Yanqing is lying to me. He wants to trick me into accompanying him to continue the show.
I glanced at him coldly, acting extremely cold.
"Your Highness King Rong, you don't have to tell me these things."
"I am not interested."
Hearing this, Zhao Yanqing was stunned.
After a moment, he slowly stood up and asked me softly, "Zhenniang, what's wrong with you?"
"Didn't you always want to find your mother?"
"That was just the past."
"Also, don't you think it's disgusting if you don't call me Zhenniang again?"
After finishing speaking, I pointed to the door again and said impatiently, "If His Highness, King Rong, has nothing to say, please do so."
"Mingzhen, do you think I'm lying to you?"
"If I want to force you to do anything, Aunt Zhang and her family are your greatest weaknesses. Do I still need to lie to you?"
"..."
I have to admit that I cannot refute Zhao Yanqing’s words.
I lowered my eyes and didn't answer with a cold face.
When Zhao Yanqing saw that I was silent, he sat closer to me, put his head next to my ear, and called me softly with a bit of gentle attentiveness, "Azhen, as long as you are obedient, I will help you find your mother-in-law."
mother in law?
I sneered coldly and replied to him indifferently.
"Do whatever you want."
"You can do whatever you want."
"I'm going to sleep. Can His Highness, Prince Rong, go out?"
I stood up, spread the quilt on the bed, grabbed Zhao Yanqing's arm, and pushed him out.
However, Zhao Yanqing tonight was like a mangy dog, unable to move even no matter how hard I tried.
Could he want to rest here?
I frowned and couldn't help but ask Zhao Yanqing, "His Royal Highness, what do you want to do?"
"Azhen, has Zhou Huaijing... touched you before?"
"How...how did you escape from the Zhou family?"
I was filled with anger and was about to bite Zhao Yanqing's arm when he suddenly spoke in a low voice.
Under the bright yellow light, those deep eyes stared at me very seriously, as if they were distressed, hesitant, and even more calm as if they were prepared to accept the worst outcome.
So Zhao Yanqing talked so much and went in such a big circle, actually he just wanted to ask me this? He wanted to know if I had contaminated Zhou Huaijing's body?
I looked at him coldly and couldn't help but laugh, coldly and sarcastically.
After laughing enough, she slowly replied, "Zhao Yanqing, my business has nothing to do with you."
"Even if I become a concubine to someone, you have no control over it."
"How come you can't control it?"
"I didn't sign the letter."
Zhao Yanqing interrupted me softly. As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to me.
???
Soft fonts, weak strokes.
It's the letter I wrote to him, and that's right.
how come……
I raised my head and looked at him blankly. Before I could recover, Zhao Yanqing's low smile came to my ears again. He leaned close to my ear, stroked my hair and continued, "By the way, Mingzhen."
, I haven’t passed the official documents yet.”
"So, if I really want to force you to do something, and even dip you into a pig cage in the name of being unruly, that would be justifiable."
"Mingzhen, tell me, can I control you?"
Zhao Yanqing raised his lips with a gentle smile, but the smile in his eyes did not reach his eyes, and there was a vague hint of threat in his voice.
I froze in place, met Zhao Yanqing's smiling eyes, and was stunned for a moment.
Why did Zhao Yanqing do this? Why didn't he sign the divorce letter? And why didn't he go to the government to submit the paperwork?
I can't understand it, but I also know exactly where I am at this moment.
Gritting my teeth, I slowly raised my head and asked him with red eyes, "Zhao Yanqing, what do you want me to do?"