While Bai Ling and Li Wu were talking and laughing, a person came unexpectedly. She was Han Ji, the mother of Chang'an Jun Chengyu.
"Bai Ling has met my mother." Bai Ling looked at her mother-in-law Han Ji who appeared in front of her in surprise. For a moment, she couldn't think of the reason why Han Ji came to see her.
"Ling'er, I heard that you left Xianyang this time to help the king?" Han Ji looked at her daughter-in-law in front of her, not knowing how she should face her daughter-in-law.
From Cheng Xi's words, Han Ji learned that her daughter-in-law had some inexplicable connection with the one from Xianyang Palace, and she even knew that her daughter-in-law had a good status in the net.
Things like this combined make some of Cheng Xi's words even more true.
However, Han Ji was able to conclude from Bai Ling's demeanor and behavior that her daughter-in-law was still in perfect condition at this time, and Cheng Xi's words turned into Cheng Xi's delusion in her ears.
For a moment, Han Ji had no way of judging what kind of relationship her daughter-in-law had with Xianyang Palace.
"So mother also knows?" Bai Ling said pretending to be surprised.
"This thing is actually true." Even though she already knew the answer, Han Ji still felt a little surprised when she heard Bai Ling's affirmative answer.
"Is it true, mother seems to be surprised?" Bai Ling asked.
"Yeah, it's a little unexpected, a little unexpected." Han Ji murmured to herself.
"This actually doesn't mean anything. Isn't Bai Ling from Qin?" Bai Ling said.
This matter is not just as simple as whether you are from Qin. Han Ji thought in her heart, of course these words cannot be said.
"Is mother here to visit your husband this time?" Bai Ling asked knowingly.
"Yes, but at the same time, I came to visit you. I heard from the king that you would come back today, so I came here today." Han Ji explained.
"I see, my mother is worried." Bai Ling said sincerely.
Han Ji's sudden concern made Bai Ling a little uncomfortable.
Bai Ling knew very well that the true relationship between himself and Cheng Yu could not be hidden from Han Ji, and his relationship with Ying Zheng, based on the information Han Ji learned from Cheng Yu, might be even more unsightly.
Although Bai Ling never thought about explaining this, she still knew the relevant things well.
How could Han Ji have a good impression of her from this? But, that's it. At this time, at least on the surface, Han Ji did care about her.
Is she too deep-minded, or is her character too kind? Han Ji's abnormal behavior fell into Bai Ling's eyes, which only aroused greater doubts in her heart.
"Chenglong has some areas. Please look after him more, Ling'er." Han Ji said with a tangled look on his face.
"Mother, have you misunderstood something? My husband is the Lord of Chang'an and the master of this place, so why does he need my care?" Bai Ling pretended to be confused.
"Ling'er, I know a lot of things, and I also know that those things are really not your fault. To a large extent, they are Cheng Long's fault. But please don't bear any grudge against Cheng Long. After all, he is also your husband.
and,
This Chang'an Jun's Mansion is your real home, and you will live here in the future." Han Ji said carefully, while not forgetting to observe Bai Ling's expression, as if she was afraid that Bai Ling would be offended by her words.
The displeasure is general.
Han Ji, the mother-in-law, did not show any airs at all in front of Bai Ling, who was her daughter-in-law. Instead, she seemed a bit humble.
Facing Han Ji, Bai Ling remained silent. She heard another meaning in Han Ji's words.
This is Bai Ling's real home. No matter what kind of relationship she has with Ying Zheng, it is impossible for her to move into Xianyang Palace. In her life, even without Cheng Xi, she can only be Mrs. Chang'an Jun, not Mrs. Chang'an.
her identity.
Interesting. Thinking of the meaning behind Han Ji's words, Bai Ling couldn't help but have an unexplainable smile on his lips.
"Mom has misunderstood me. If my husband needs my help in any way, how could I stand by and watch with cold eyes?" Bai Ling replied.
"It seems that I have overthought it. However, Ling'er, you and Cheng Yu have been married for so long. It is time for you to have a child. This Chang'an Junjun Mansion needs an heir." Han Ji.
Suddenly the tone of conversation changed.
"Mom, this kind of thing is not something I have to think about alone." Bai Ling said pretending to be shy.
"As an elder, I can only say this. If you want to listen, you can think about it carefully. Okay, I'm going to see Cheng Xi. I heard that Cheng Xi is not in good health recently." Han Ji said
Turned around and left.
Bai Ling looked at Han Ji's back as she disappeared from sight with a complicated expression. Only then did she understand what Han Ji's words meant.
In Han Ji's words, she mentioned that she needed a son and that the Chang'an Junjun Mansion needed an heir, but she did not mention Cheng Xi, as if this matter had nothing to do with Cheng Xi.
And Han Ji's words do indeed mean this. What Han Ji really means is that Bai Ling needs to give birth to a child, but the father of this child can have nothing to do with Chenglong, and she cannot give birth to a child by herself.
The next child and who the child's father will be, everything seems to be unclear.
After realizing this, Bai Ling couldn't help but feel admiration for Han Ji, the mother-in-law.
Is this still the gentle, taciturn woman she once was? Her deep thoughts are enough to upset many men.
"Mrs. just now?" Li Wu, who acted as a transparent person throughout the whole process, couldn't help but asked in confusion.
"It's nothing, just a mother who is worried about her son." Bai Ling said nonchalantly.
But can Bai Ling really not care? Han Ji's words have opened a door to a new world for her.
Some worries that once weighed on my mind disappeared without a trace in an instant.
When a burden in Bai Ling's heart was solved, another girl in the same city also opened a knot in her heart. But unlike Bai Ling, this girl did not feel any relief because of this, but felt more relaxed.
There was another kind of pressure, one that she had never thought of, and she didn't know how to face it.
While Concubine Yan was practicing in seclusion, Ying Zheng had already withdrawn, bathing in the sunset of early winter, thinking about his own affairs.
At this time, Honglian responded to Yingzheng's invitation in the morning and came to Yingzheng. However, Honglian did not come alone. Behind her, there was a tail.
Nongyu, this girl today met her biological mother, whom she has never met.
However, there was no joyful look on this girl's face, instead there was a bit of confusion and hesitation.