"Xie Yin!"
The expression of Prince Cheng, who had been silent just now, suddenly changed. He suddenly shouted: "How do you talk to your mother?!"
Upon hearing this, Xie Yin angrily said, "Am I wrong? How can she look like my mother at all?!"
"She has favored Song Tangning since she was little. Since Song Tangning's parents died, everyone has to give in to her. Didn't I treat her well in the past? I just made a mistake once, and I didn't kill her, but my mother scolded me for everything."
"How can I be her biological son? There is no mother in the world as biased as her..."
Before he could finish his words, King Chen slapped him hard in the face: "Shut up, King!"
Seeing Xie Yin's face was red and swollen, as if he couldn't believe that he would hit him, Prince Cheng's eyes were dark and uncertain: "What nonsense are you talking about? She is your mother, you are not allowed to be rude to your mother."
Xie Yinwan never expected that even at this time, his father would still protect his mother. It was clearly his mother's fault, but he actually hit him!
He covered his face and felt his gums loosening. He tasted a faint sweet and fishy taste in his mouth. His eyes turned red and he glared at Princess Chen viciously, then turned around and ran out.
"Ayin!" Princess Cheng wanted to go forward and chase after him.
King Cheng stretched out his hand to stop her: "Ignore him, he just has a childish temper."
Seeing that Princess Cheng looked very unhappy, Prince Cheng whispered, "Mother is not feeling well. Ah Yin is upset and that's why he said things he didn't mean. Don't bother with him. He didn't mean what he said just now."
His face was haggard, and he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch Princess Cheng's hair to comfort her, but when he got closer, he seemed to remember her resistance to him. His hand remained suspended in the air for a moment, and then he withdrew it, but his expression was gloomy.
"I'll have someone watch over A Yin. When he figures it out, he'll know you're doing this for his own good. You're pregnant now, and you must be tired from the journey back. Go and rest for a while. I'll stay with you, Mother."
Princess Chen looked at Prince Chen, whose eyes were red but he pretended to be fine, and she was shaken for a moment.
"Let me accompany you." Princess Chen whispered.
Prince Cheng suddenly raised his head, as if hope suddenly emerged from despair, and a smile appeared on his lips as he tried his best to look at Princess Cheng: "No, your health is also important, you and the child must not be in any danger."
He paused, then said,
"Mother Yue, I'm a little tired. Can you let me hug you, just for a while?"
Princess Cheng looked at him without saying anything.
The eyes of King Cheng gradually darkened, and he smiled bitterly: "Forget it, you go and rest first..."
Someone suddenly approached him, and King Chen's words were interrupted before he could finish them.
Princess Cheng put her hands around his waist. The long-lost soft jade in his arms made Prince Cheng stunned for a moment. The next moment, he suddenly hugged Princess Cheng tightly and lowered his head on her shoulders. After a moment, Princess Cheng noticed that her neck was wet.
"Mrs. Yue..."
"Don't be sad, mother will be fine."
Princess Cheng said something soothingly.
Prince Cheng hugged her and hummed softly, as if he had calmed down a little. Before Princess Cheng could speak, he let her go and stroked her hair gently: "Go back and rest, I have to go take care of my mother."
Princess Cheng said, "If mother wakes up, send someone to call me."
"good."
Princess Cheng was indeed tired and lacked energy. She did not insist on staying by the old princess dowager's side, but led Nanny Jiang, Ayane and the others back to the main courtyard first.
Prince Cheng stood in the yard and watched her leave with deep affection. When the person disappeared outside, he withdrew his gaze and his eyes were already cold.
Rong Yue changed her mind about him.
Prince Cheng had never felt Rong Yue's estrangement from him so clearly. The two of them had slept in the same bed for all these years, and he was familiar with Rong Yue's every expression. Her feelings for him were no longer as strong as before, and even vaguely contained a hint of defensiveness and vigilance.
Even though they had hugged each other just now, and even though he had used the old concubine's illness to soften her heart, he could still feel that Rong Yue was different.
How could she become so obvious in just one month? Who is responsible?
Song Tangning?
Or Gu Helian? !
The affectionate look on Prince Cheng's face disappeared completely, and his expression became ferocious for a moment as he pinched his sleeves.
Did Gu Helian say something to Rong Yue, or did they really have an affair, and did Rong Yue rekindle his old feelings for her childhood sweetheart and "brother"?
…
After Princess Chen returned to the main courtyard, the room was exactly as it was before she left. Nothing had been touched at all. The room was filled with her favorite incense, and the powder box she had used the day she left was still on the dressing table. She sat in the room with mixed feelings.
Nanny Jiang said, "Princess, the prince seemed to be crying just now. I think the prince really knows he is wrong, and he doesn't look like what Mr. Gu said. Could it be that Mr. Gu and the others have misunderstood the prince?"
Princess Chen touched the wet collar of her clothes at the edge of her neck and thought of how Prince Chen had just cried. She hesitated for a moment.
"After I came back, I saw that the palace had become much more desolate. The prince and the young master were both haggard. I'm afraid the gossip outside really hurt the young master's heart. The prince lost his job and I don't know when he will be released from house arrest. Even the old concubine doesn't know if she can survive..."
As Nanny Jiang spoke, she sighed softly, feeling a little reluctant.
Seeing Princess Cheng's expression change, it seemed that she was moved by Nanny Jiang's words.
Ling Yin suddenly spoke up, "Madam Jiang, let's not talk about Prince Cheng's matter for now. The princess's hand is injured. You are familiar with the mansion, can you go get some clean water so that I can bandage the princess' hand."
Nanny Jiang then remembered that Princess Cheng was injured, and she slapped her forehead quickly: "Look at my memory, I actually forgot something important. Miss Lingyin, you take care of the princess first, I will go get some water."
The door was wide open and Nanny Jiang hurried out. Ayane glanced over there and a figure followed her out silently.
However, Ayane did not wait for Nanny Jiang to come back with the water. Instead, she took out two porcelain bottles from her bosom and poured the contents of one of them onto Princess Cheng's bleeding finger.
"Princess, please bear with it for now."
The pain made Princess Cheng's face turn pale.
Ayane took out some medicine and applied it to Princess Cheng while whispering, "The wound is quite deep and will probably leave a mark. If the girl and Mr. Gu see it, they will probably make a fuss again."
She said with a hint of meaning, "You are pregnant, and this palace is surrounded by wolves. You must not let yourself get hurt again."
Princess Cheng lowered her head as she listened to Ayane's words: "What do you want to say?"
Lingyin raised her head and said, "I just feel that you are very different from the last time I saw you. If I hadn't seen you in good health, I would have found it hard to believe that you could become so haggard in just one month. Although Mr. Gu can't see you every day, he can tell your changes. I am also worried about your weight loss, but what about King Cheng?"
Princess Cheng's face changed, and she suddenly remembered how Xie Tianyu looked when she saw her after returning home today.
Ling Yin said softly, "I have only met you twice, but I can still detect your changes. After sleeping with you for more than ten years, if King Chen really cared about you, he would not fail to notice your changes, nor would he be so busy showing you tenderness and using the old concubine's illness to get you to soften your heart, but forgetting your bloody hands."