Those years when I was Princess Yan

Xu Qingqing noticed that the scholar's expression was not right, so she quickly held the scholar with both hands.

"Qinghe, you must calm down, and we will talk about it when we get home. In short, no matter whether you believe your identity or not, we are now in the middle of the busy city in Beijing, so it is inconvenient for outsiders to know the situation. Otherwise, someone with a heart If you use it, there is no way out. Even if you don't care about yourself, I beg you to take care of our mother and child's future life."

Xu Qingqing asked the scholar to continue to take a deep breath, trying to calm down again.The scholar is a gentle person, he will take more care of other people's feelings.

Now she has "morally kidnapped" the scholar, as long as he can persevere and not collapse immediately, he will probably recover slowly, strengthen his endurance, and accept the existence of another personality. big progress.

When the scholar met Xu Qingqing's eyes, it was difficult to ignore the pitiful begging emotion in Xu Qingqing's clear eyes.He understood that if he was really the same person as King Yan, then he would be 'crazy'.If this matter is known to outsiders, the consequences will be unimaginable.

But there was always a strong thought in his mind that frantically told him that this is impossible, he is him, he can never be the King of Yan, no, no, absolutely not... The negative thoughts repeated countless times without getting tired Shocking his mind, making him agitated all over, desperately wanting to deny it.

But thinking about the woman in front of him and her newborn child, even if this woman is completely unfamiliar to him, and the child has nothing to do with him, he should try to bear it in order to take into account the safety of the mother and child.What's more, this is the woman he loved deeply, and that child may really have something to do with him.In short, whether it is true or not, he must endure what should be endured now.

The scholar withdrew his hand.

Xu Qingqing took a moment to look at the scholar worriedly.

"fine."

After the scholar comforted Xu Qingqing, he folded his hands in front of him and sat upright with downcast eyes.

Xu Qingqing couldn't see the condition of the scholar's hands clearly because of the wide sleeves.I just felt that the scholar tensed his whole body stiffly, which seemed very uncomfortable.But it's hard for her to say anything more. The scholar is working hard to adjust himself, and it's not good for outsiders to disturb him at this time.

The carriage was driving very fast, and it probably only took another incense stick to arrive.Xu Qingqing felt that this was the longest time she had been in a carriage, and when she finally got out of the carriage, her palms were covered with sweat.

After Chufler stopped the carriage, he immediately jumped off.He saw Xu Qingqing got out of the carriage first, and immediately asked her with his eyes, eager to know the situation of his prince.

Xu Qingqing gave Qiu Fu a "I don't know" look, and then they both looked at the carriage at the same time.

After a while, the scholar came out of the carriage with a pale face. Although the carriage had pedals, he still stumbled when he got off. Xu Qingqing and Qiu Fu reached out to help him at the same time.

The scholar glanced at them, but it was useless to anyone, he lowered his head, avoiding their eyes, he walked ahead and hurried to the mansion.

Xu Qingqing and Qiu Fu followed.

"Do you know your identity?" Seeing the state of 'Scholar', Qiu Fu felt a sense of familiarity.

The scholar has always been gentle, so he has only seen such an abnormal situation once before, that is when he insisted on telling the scholar that his identity was the prince.But at that time, the scholar's state couldn't last for a blink of an eye, and then he went crazy with a headache, ran around, and began to collapse.Later, he had to knock the prince unconscious, and asked the imperial doctor to prescribe a medicine to calm the nerves, and let the prince sleep for a day and a night. When the scholar woke up again, he lied to him that everything before was actually a nightmare.

That experience was really a nightmare, not only for the prince, but also for Qiu Fu.He almost thought that the prince would collapse forever and could not be found, and that the prince's whole life would be ruined.

"Yeah." Xu Qingqing explained to Qiu Fu, "He sensed something was wrong, so I couldn't deal with him."

Qiu Fu understood that he had a stupid mouth and a poor mind. When dealing with scholars, he had lied and perfunctory several times, but every time he lied, the scholar was keenly aware of it.Every time the scholar sees through it or not, it is useless for Qiu Fu to explain more. As a result, his relationship with the scholar has always been awkward, and he has never been trusted by the scholar.

"You go and arrange it. The whole house is strictly prohibited, and the idlers should not walk around casually."

As soon as Xu Qingqing finished speaking, three servant girls came from the other side.When they met Zhu Di, they hurriedly saluted him and called him 'Prince'.

The scholar's body was obviously stiffer, and then he walked faster, as if a tiger was chasing him and he had to run for his life.

Xu Qingqing followed the scholar at a certain distance, and finally found that he had reached the gazebo in the plum grove in the back garden and stopped standing still.

Xu Qingqing hid behind the tree and sent Biluo to prepare charcoal fire, stove and tea maker!utensils.Then she thought of something, and immediately asked Bixi to bring over the bottle of chili water she had prepared earlier in the room.

After Bi Luo and the others came back with all the things packed, the scholar still maintained his previous state, standing there quietly like a stone sculpture.

At least she didn't go crazy, Xu Qingqing's heart that had been hanging nervously fell back a little.

She took Biluo and others and tried to walk over quietly.

Xu Qingqing stopped immediately, raised her eyebrows cautiously, and looked at him cautiously.

The scholar looked at Xu Qingqing with a lot of emotions, he couldn't bear to drive her away after all, and continued to look back at Merlin quietly.

The maids immediately arranged a charcoal basin and a stove, and placed tea utensils, small brushes and dustpans on the table, and prepared refreshments and drinks.

The wind picked up, and the sky became more gloomy, showing the bleakness of winter.

The scholar glanced at Xu Qingqing again, then frowned and asked her what those things on the table meant, "Why prepare these?"

"You said that you wanted to sweep the snow and make tea with me." Xu Qingqing looked up at the scholar, with bits and pieces of hope in her flickering eyes.

The scholar was stunned, but Xu Jingjing didn't expect Xu Jingjing to remember his words.He swept towards the plum forest, there was nothing on the branches except plum blossoms waiting to bloom, and there hadn’t been a single snowfall this winter.

"Where is there snow to sweep?" He asked Xu Qingqing back.

"It's almost there." Xu Qingqing looked up at the sky.

"How about we make a bet. If it snows today, it will be as you expected. I will try to accept another identity. If there is no snow, don't appear in front of me again."

Xu Qingqing was stunned, she didn't expect the scholar to ask to 'sever diplomatic relations'.He must be struggling, otherwise such a gentle person would not say such heartless words.Xu Qingqing lowered her head and inadvertently saw a bruise on the back of the scholar's sleeve. Could this be caused by him holding his own hand hard when he was in the car?How much strength and pain...

Xu Qingqing: "You once said that the world is not black and white."

Xu Qingqing still wanted to persuade the scholar to try to accept another personality, but was suddenly interrupted by the scholar's words.

"That's what King Yan said." The scholar said coldly!corrected.

Xu Qingqing immediately shut up, she knew that the scholar was still rejecting Yan Wang, and she met the scholar's back again.

"Okay, just bet." Xu Qingqing simply agreed that she would pray that it would snow tonight.With such a cloudy sky, she has a good chance of winning.

The scholar turned his back, closed his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, but frowned even deeper.Xu Qingqing didn't harass her, just sat silently behind, putting the wine in hot water to boil?

Xu Qingqing immediately poured him a cup of hot wine and gently advised him to drink to warm up.

"Why did you suddenly make such a request, can you tell me why?" Xu Qingqing asked.

"It's as difficult for me to give up on you as it is to let him in." The scholar raised his head and drank a cup of wine.

"Can't I have a little more?" Xu Qingqing continued to fight cheekily.

Xu Qingqing opened her mouth, wanting to explain that it was an 'accident' at first, but then... explain too much, which is an irritation for a scholar.And she didn't seem to have a strong reason to convince the scholar that what she had with King Yan had nothing to do with him, but it proved that she loved the scholar more, and she couldn't even come up with a reason.

Xu Qingqing was silent, she felt that the scholar and Yan Wang were the same person, there was no difference.But whether it is King Yan or a scholar, they all just want to be themselves and insist on being different from the other.It is really difficult for her to be Princess Yan this year.

As dusk fell, Biluo arranged for someone to hang a string of red lights near the gazebo, illuminating the entire Merlin.The snow still hasn't fallen, only the howling winter wind, which makes people's hands and feet cold.

Xu Qingqing was holding a hand warmer, sitting by the brazier, looking up at the sky like a quail with her neck curled up, expecting that she could see white spots on the black sky in the next moment, and there would be a lot of snow falling down, without too much effort. More, even one slice is fine.

"Go back and rest." Seeing Xu Qingqing's appearance, the scholar couldn't help but speak after all.

Xu Qingqing hugged the stove in her hand tightly, shook her head, she couldn't fall asleep even when she went back.

There was silence in the pavilion, and the two of them kept talking silently until late at night, the night was pitch black, the lights were dimly lit, and still not a single snow fell.

"you lose."

The volume is not high, it is so weak that it is almost silent, and it seems to be drowned in the night wind, but it is almost ruthlessly cold.

Xu Qingqing stood up abruptly, "Yes, I lost, and I am willing to admit defeat. I don't think I will ever appear in front of you, there is only one way to solve it. A letter of divorce, send me and the child directly, so I am relieved For the rest of my life, I don't have to run around for a scholar or a prince, seeking the best of both worlds."

Xu Qingqing immediately called Biluo to prepare pen and ink.

When Biluo heard this, she hurriedly persuaded Xu Qingqing.Xu Qingqing didn't listen, and ordered her to go quickly.

After the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were ready, Xu Qingqing handed the pen to the scholar herself. "Although you are different people, you have the same handwriting. Remember to write King Yan's name on the signature." Xu Qingqing instructed.

Scholar: "He is him, I am me, I have never married you."

"Okay, since you are not him, then you should separate from his body, so as not to cause trouble to our mother and child. If you can't do it, then write a letter of divorce to end the suffering of our mother and child."

Xu Qingqing turned her head and rubbed her eyes. When she looked at the scholar again, her eyes were red, and tears rolled down, her throat choked.

Xu Qingqing gave the pen to the scholar again, urging him to write quickly.

The scholar shook his head, but Xu Qingqing pushed him further, and the scholar took a step back.Finally, under Xu Qingqing's coercion, the scholar had no choice but to take the pen, and his heart suddenly ached, and the pain became more and more painful.

After all, the scholar is still gentle in his bones.

The reason why Xu Qingqing agreed to this bet at the beginning was that she had prepared for both, even if it didn't snow, she would still have a way to deal with him.

Divorce?What a joke, there is no such thing in Daming's royal marriage.

"You did write it!"

Xu Qingqing yelled fiercely, but tears kept streaming down her face. The more she rubbed her eyes, the more she wept.The chili water she had smeared on her fingers beforehand finally came in handy.

Xu Qingqing then squatted on the ground, curled up, crying helplessly.

"Write, write, write! Write it quickly! It's all my fault, I'm guilty, and I've made it difficult for you! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."