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Chapter 62 With her here, maybe

After half a cup of tea, the car drove back to the General's Mansion.

Meng Ke and Meng Jiaojiao were still looking at the car wall and the car curtain. The atmosphere was awkward and neither of them spoke.

As if nothing was wrong, Wei Siyun took the box of medicine that Cai Bing had just handed him and wiped it on the scar on He Yunchu's hand.

Meng Jiaojiao endured it again and again.

In the end, he still couldn't hold back his words: "Your Highness, the princess has already said this, why didn't you get out of the car just now?"

Wei Siyun's long fingers were slightly bent, as if He Yunchu was afraid of pain, so he did not rub them.

Instead, apply the medicine and hold the pinched mark with your palms, and then let go when the grip is warm.

He said lightly: "Why do you want to get off the car?"

Meng Ke felt that this His Highness was more helpless than himself.

"It's unreasonable for a girl's family to come here specially because of worries about the cold winter months."

Worry?

Wei Siyun pondered slightly.

Meng Ke and Meng Jiaojiao thought of Lin Qingning simply.

In the last conversation, Lin Qingning obviously wanted to use the Northwest Army as bait and wanted him to check on the military rations.

The one who came just now was faster than Zhao Su, whom Meng Ke specially sent to pick up.

It shows that Lin Qingning has an eyeliner in the palace... not only that, but it is much deeper than Wei Siyun thought.

Wei Siyun just stopped talking, which must have been enough for Lin Qingning to reflect.

If she wants to be scheming, Wei Siyun will not be that springboard.

"You didn't see that when she left just now, her face was blue." Meng Ke tutted: "How cruel."

Only then did they realize that Princess Anping was interested in His Highness...

Forget it, it’s obvious that Luo Hua is deliberately ruthless.

At this time, He Yunchu on the couch was disturbed. She was sleeping uneasily. She put her hand on her lower abdomen, frowned and murmured: "No!"

Meng Jiaojiao turned away.

I really can't bear to see it.

This child must be of great significance to He Yunchu. She is now homeless and the He family has abandoned her and has a bad reputation.

The desperate efforts to build Liuxiufang are just to make a living.

I finally had a child as my sustenance, but now I have no more.

When you wake up, you will probably hate this imperial city.

Wei Siyun also frowned.

What surprised Meng Jiaojiao was that His Highness, who had always been cold-faced, actually started to coax people.

"It's okay, go to sleep."

He patted him lightly with his big palm, trying to calm He Yunchu down.

Meng Ke was a little confused. His Highness didn't seem to be interested in He Yunchu unintentionally, so why did he write a letter of divorce at that time?

But he didn't dare to ask, it would be too presumptuous.

The carriage drove quickly and soon arrived at the Meng Mansion.

Zhao Su, who was sent to pick him up, also arrived and was waiting at the door.

Wei Siyun took off his cloak, opened a bag, picked up He Yunchu, and got out of the car.

Zhao Su was even more surprised than Meng Jiaojiao when he saw Wei Siyun.

After all, in her eyes, this short-lived Crown Prince was the reason why their mother and daughter were kicked out of the He family.

Last time Wei Siyun saved her from the Queen, Zhao Su only thought that Wei Siyun wanted to go against the Queen.

Therefore, when she saw Wei Siyun, her face turned pale.

I was stunned for a moment and couldn't react.

Meng Ke walked over quickly, wanting to hold her shoulders but didn't dare: "It's difficult to talk outside the door, so just go in."

Wei Siyun was not polite and took the lead in holding the person in his arms.

Perhaps because the embrace was too warm, He Yunchu smelled the familiar fragrance of sandalwood and murmured: "Rong Jin."

Wei Siyun strode across the threshold.

He Yunchu instead grabbed the lapel of his clothes with his hands and continued to murmur in his sleep aggrievedly: "The emperor wants to hurt our children..."

"Don't be afraid." Wei Siyun hugged her tightly and buried her face in his neck: "No one dares to hurt you."

"They beat me."

"I avenged you, and I will fight back for you."

Not sure if she heard his comfort, Wei Siyun felt a piece of wetness around her neck.

He Yunchu had never cried in front of him.

He tightened his hand, because of the small patch of wetness, his anger began to surge through his meridians.

The sparks stirred up made the whole body feel cold.

Meng Jiaojiao, who was lagging behind, was frightened: "Why do you look more angry than the one in the main hall just now?"

He was hit on the head by Meng Ke: "You know you are angry and you dare to talk about it behind the scenes?"

Zhao Su's face turned pale: "Why is Your Highness here?"

Why are you here?

We don’t understand it yet!

Meng Ke cleared his throat, leaned over and whispered: "It's probably because Xiao Chu broke his head and didn't recognize His Highness. The two of them met for some unknown reason, and now Xiao Chu recognizes His Highness as Rong Jin."

After saying that, Zhao Su was confused.

He went on to reassure her: "Actually, we have all suspected that Xiaochu's temperament has suddenly changed before. Now that we think about it, something may have gone wrong. She didn't want to worry us, so she didn't say anything."

After Zhao Su heard this, he thought about something else in silence.

Then I didn't watch my step and tripped on an uneven floor tile.

Meng Ke, with quick eyes and hands, took her waist and held her steady: "Don't think about this while you're walking."

Zhao Su's face was pale, and she didn't care about the intimate movements. She grabbed Meng Ke's hand instead: "You mean, Xiaochu's head was injured?"

Meng Ke was startled by her: "Most likely, otherwise, how could you not recognize His Highness?"

What about other people?

Zhao Su thought to herself, could she just not recognize the prince?

Thinking of He Yunchu's strange behavior in the past month, she gradually had a bad feeling.

But the most urgent priority right now is her health.

Meng Jiaojiao had already asked her servants to create a quiet courtyard.

Wei Siyun carried the person in, and when he turned around, Zhao Sufu was about to salute.

"No courtesy." During the head-on confrontation, Wei Siyun's expression was unnatural: "Look at her injuries first."

Zhao Su already knew about the jade dove grass.

She returned to her role as a doctor in an instant and said calmly: "Then please ask your highness and the general to go out first."

When a woman has an abortion, she has to look into her private parts.

Wei Siyun hesitated for a moment and walked out first.

He quickly summoned a maid to come in and help Zhao Su.

The whole room was illuminated by white night pearls, but He Yunchu under the red clothes was completely bloodless.

Zhao Su decisively lifted up her skirt——

Meng Ke put his hands behind his back and looked up at the moonlight with Wei Siyun.

"Your Highness, you and the Holy One have had a big quarrel today. They have already separated their positions. I would like to ask, did something happen?"

He claimed to be a minister and only talked about official matters.

Wei Siyun knew that Meng Ke was a direct minister and had nothing to hide: "Back then, the queen designed a witchcraft on me, but now I found out that it was related to him."

"What?!"

Cai Bing looked around to make sure no servants were present, and Meng Jiaojiao also went back to her room to change clothes.

Then he lowered his voice and said: "Your Highness, are you really right?!"

The emperor poisoned his own son?!

Wei Siyun didn't like to complain, so he smiled bitterly in front of Meng Ke: "I also thought it was ridiculous when I learned about it."

Meng Ke couldn't digest it for a long time.

No wonder His Highness is so aggressive towards the Holy One tonight.

Poison?

How dare the Holy One?!

But when I think about the jade dove grass he fed He Yunchu, it makes sense again.

Thousands of words can now only be summed up into one sentence: "Is the poison serious?"

Wei Siyun glanced at the bright window. He clenched his palms and felt incredible.

His fate and that of He Yunchu seemed to be closely linked.

After a long time, Meng Ke heard him say: "With her here, maybe."

What's the meaning?

Did He Yunchu know about the poison on His Highness?
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