Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

Qingyun was worried day and night, upset, and could not sleep at night, but there was no better way. Huo Jingyun sent Zhang Shan to follow her, and then another court lady named Huanxi, and the original court lady Sedum looked at Qing Yun in shifts, Staying day and night. Qingyun had no chance to escape at all.

Her Kangshou Palace is full of medicine. Qingyun stays at home and specializes in conditioning her body.

A few days later, it was heard from the palace very vaguely that the new emperor was so precious to Princess Beiyi, because Princess Beiyi had been pregnant for a month!

The whole country was in an uproar.

At the end of the first month, Jiang Rui returned to the palace.

Huo Jingyun specifically told Qingyun that Jiang Rui would come to see her at noon.

Huo Jingyun said: "Qingyun, Jiang Rui was promoted by me. We are also very similar in temperament, but he is also the old hall master’s apprentice, and he is also Ling Shuang’s husband. You should know what you can say and what you can’t say. Don't hurt him."

Qingyun said: "Brother, are you threatening me?"

Huo Jingyun said: "No, I'm telling you the reality. Don't make Jiang Rui embarrassed, don't let him choose. He now has a wife and a son."

When Huo Jingyun brought him in, Qingyun was leaning on the head of the bed, with her hair draped on her shoulders, a simple bun on top of her head, a purple moon chrysanthemum hairpin, and a medical book in her hand. Feel free to flip.

When Jiang Rui saw her, he was slightly startled.

Qing Yun stared at Jiang Rui and happily reached out to hold his hand: "Jiang Rui, you are finally back!"

Jiang Rui paused slightly, retracted his hand, and said very politely: "Princess, I heard that you are getting married early next month. Come and have a look. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back on the 8th of next month."

Qingyun just weeped, without a word.

Huo Jingyun smiled and said: "It's rare that the sun is very good today. I will take you outside. I stayed in the house. I was not sick and I was sick. I asked them to move two wicker chairs outside and we were there. Sit outside!" Huo Jingyun cried, "Yang Qing!"

In response, Yang Qing led the waiter and took out the two sandalwood carved chairs, covered with soft cushions, and the handles were also specially wrapped with embroidered soft cloth.

Huo Jingyun picked up Qingyun and placed her on a chair, and said, "Is it comfortable? Is it cold?"

Jiang Rui silently followed behind.

It seems that Huo Jingyun and Qingyun are really affectionate.

Also, no matter where you look from it, Huo Jingyun is no different from Ling Chen, and Huo Jingyun has always been very good to Qingyun. The person Qingyun trusts most is Huo Jingyun.

But Jiang Rui didn't believe the rumors of the world. He believed Qing Yun's sincere love for Ling Chen.

"Jiang Rui, is Ling Shuang okay?" Qing Yun asked.

"Okay. My son has been in poor health recently. She has to take care of her son, and she didn't come back with him this time." Jiang Rui explained.

Qingyun understood that Jiang Rui could not let Ling Shuang come back. But since Jiang Rui said so, Ling Shuang should be fine.

Jiang Rui smelled the good medicine on Qingyun's body and asked, "You are full of medicine. Are you sick?"

Qingyun shook his head, "No, I'm fine, it's a tonic."

Huo Jingyun stepped forward and tucked the blanket for Qingyun, and said lightly: "Qingyun is pregnant, it's been a month."

Jiang Rui paused and looked at Qingyun: "Congratulations."

Qingyun had something to say to Jiang Rui, but Huo Jingyun had been sitting next to him. He did not give them any chance to speak alone.

Qingyun understood what Jiang Rui meant when he entered the palace to see her. He was confirming something.

Similarly, Qingyun also wants to confirm some things.

"Princess, would you like to go back to Moshan to take a look?" Jiang Rui asked.

Qing Yun said: "No, Moshan is not what it used to be, and my uncle has become the master of Qingyi Hall."

Jiang Rui said, "As long as the eldest brother can manage Qingyitang well, it's not impossible."

Qing Yun said: "No, it's not the same. He is not justified. He forced Grandpa to give up his seat. He was grabbed the seat. This is different to me, do you understand?"

Qing Yun stared at Jiang Rui.

She wanted to use Moshan's example to tell Jiang Rui that she changed someone to become the emperor, and it was different with her. She did not change her mind.

Jiang Rui nodded.

"Jiang Rui, I'm fine, don't worry. Let Ling Shuang not worry either."

"Do you need my help?" Jiang Rui finally asked.

Huo Jingyun watched quietly.

Qing Yun said: "In the palace, there is nothing missing. As long as I want, the senior will give it to me. Therefore, at the moment you can help me, is to get well with Lingshuang."

Jiang Rui knew that Huo Jingyun was beside him and he couldn't ask anything. He said a few more trivial words, got up and left.

That night, a dark shadow jumped over the wall and entered Wangshou Palace. Qingyun was already waiting in the yard. The maidservants were arranged by her to go to bed early, and even Xiao Jing went back to the room to rest.

With his face covered, Jiang Rui was shocked when he saw Qingyun standing in the courtyard: "Do you know I can come?"

"Of course. There is no such a tacit understanding between us."

Qingyun took Jiang Rui directly into the inner room.

"Are you really going to marry him?"

"Any news from him?"

Two people asked at the same time.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside: "Qingyun, open the door!"

Huo Jingyun's voice.

The two were shocked.

Qing Yun said: "He must know that you are here, you go quickly, go to the tree house from here, and escape from the tree house!"

Jiang Rui said anxiously: "He is fine, he is in Qinglong Mountain! He will come to you on the eighth day of February! You are ready to leave with him."

Jiang Rui quietly went to the tree house.

Qingyun immediately put on her pajamas, messed up her hair, and hurriedly woke Xiaojing.

"Quickly, open the door, the emperor is here!"

Qingyun again softly woke up his servant He Xiang and Dongqing, turned around and quickly returned to the room, getting into the bed.

Huo Jingyun has already walked in.

Huo Jingyun looked inside the room, "An assassin entered the palace, I don't worry about coming over and have a look, do you hear any unusual noises?"

"No, Qingyun is uncomfortable these few days. He took a rest early, and let them rest early."

Huo Jingyun reached out and touched Qingyun's forehead, "Well, it's not hot."

He sat there, not speaking, nor leaving.

The night is so long.

Xiaojing served the tea, steaming, and the candles on the candlestick were jumping, sparkling with fireworks from time to time.

"Qingyun, you can live in Moxiang Pavilion after the big wedding. I will let them arrange the wedding room."

Qingyun said: "Brother, why are you deceiving yourself and others?"

Huo Jingyun stood up and put his hand in front of the window and said: "Anyway, don't think about leaving anymore. I will treat you well and the child in your stomach."

Qingyun ignored him and turned his head.

Huo Jingyun just sat quietly, watching Qingyun lying there, already satisfied.

The tea is already cold, and the white porcelain blue and white cup wall is pinched between his slender fingers. The light seems to penetrate the thin tea cup, like ice just entering winter.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Qingyun slowly closed his eyes, seeming to be asleep.

Qingyun's arms were still exposed, her white hands were half held, her nails were not coated with cardamom, and her nails were light pink, shining brightly. Huo Jingyun couldn't help slowly covering her big hand on her little hand.

Qingyun was motionless.

After a long time, Huo Jingyun left.