novelaction Chapter 348 She is here
Chapter 348 She is here
Aunt Qing stood aside, feeling a little resentful. She resented Yu Qingli's unkindness and Murong Yanhui's infatuation.
Murong Yue's eyes were red from crying. Xiluo went forward and hugged him, "Master Yue, let's go back."
"You should go back soon and tell your master that she is worse than a child. She is so heartless and ungrateful that it really makes people look at her with disbelief."
The Queen Mother's voice was cold, and because of Murong Yanhui's return, it was inevitable that there was a hint of anger. Xiluo lowered her head and remained silent. After the Queen Mother finished speaking, she bowed respectfully, "I understand."
Murong Yue, with red eyes, realized that the Queen Mother was scolding his mother. He immediately slid down from Xiluo with his short legs. His eyes, which were originally red and swollen because of Murong Yanhui's crying, widened and he retorted to the Queen Mother in a thin voice: "That's not the case, mother... um..."
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Young Master Yue offended you out of his youth and ignorance. I will take him back right away."
Before Murong Yue could finish his words, Xiluo covered his mouth. He could only stare at Xiluo with dissatisfaction in his big eyes. Why didn't Sister Xiluo let him finish his words?
Over there, Xiluo had already carried Murong Yue away swiftly. The Queen Mother looked at her with a deep gaze, and said bitterly, "Hui'er has really raised an ungrateful person!"
Murong Yue was not put down by Xiluo until they left the palace. Her little mouth was pouted high in anger, making her already round face look even more like a bun.
"Sister Xiluo, why don't you let Yue'er speak? That Queen Mother is a bad person. She's scolding Mother..."
"Master Yue'er, if you don't want the young lady to get into trouble, you can't contradict the Queen Mother in public like that, understand?"
Murong Yue curled her lips, feeling very dissatisfied, but her mother had said that she had to listen to Sister Xiluo. Besides, Sister Xiluo was an adult, and adults should know adult matters, so perhaps Sister Xiluo was right.
Thinking of this, Murong Yue lowered her head, "I'm sorry, Sister Xiluo."
Xiluo reached out and touched Murong Yue's head. "It's nothing. Actually, the Queen Mother is also worried. Seeing that the prince has not woken up and the young lady has not gone to see him, hey..."
Murong Yue, a clever man, heard something in this. His eyes lit up, "Sister Xiluo said that if Mommy goes to see Daddy, he'll get better?" But then he said with a little fear, "But Daddy vomited a lot of blood today. Yue'er heard that people who vomit blood will die. I don't want Daddy to die."
Xiluo comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Yue'er. The prince won't die. And as long as you go to see him, I think he will get better soon."
"Yes, Sister Xiluo is right. Daddy is so powerful that he won't die! Yue'er will work hard to let Mommy go to see Daddy."
Murong Yue clenched his little fists and secretly swore that when he grew up, he would naturally help his father. What he had to do now was to pester his mother to go see his father.
When returning to Ju'an Palace, the first thing Murong Yue did was to pester Yu Qingli.
"Mother, mother, can you go see father? He vomited blood today, and Yue'er is so scared. The imperial physician said that if there is no medicine for his heart, he will die!"
Looking at Murong Yue's red eyes from crying, Yu Qingli felt a little bit sorry. She reached out and pulled Murong Yue over, and said in a rare soft voice, "Don't worry, Yue'er. Your father is not that fragile."
"So, mother is willing to go visit father with Yue'er?"
Yu Qingli's face looked a little ugly. In fact, she was very angry and annoyed at this moment. She was annoyed that Murong Yanhui didn't care about her body, and she was also annoyed that she felt irritated because of this.
After a while, Yu Qingli agreed: "Okay, I agree to go."
"Qingli, where are you going?"
The gentle voice was like the spring breeze in March, but it gave people goose bumps for no reason. Yu Qingli frowned unexpectedly. Murong Feng came here very often these days!
When he turned around, Yu Qingli had already put on a gentle smile, "Your Highness, why are you here?"
"Why did you forget again? Didn't I ask you to change your address?" Murong Feng stepped forward and moved in front of Yu Qingli. "You must remember what you said."
Perhaps because Murong Feng was too close, Yu Qingli actually felt a little nervous, even a little cold sweat seeping out of her forehead. She quickly changed the subject and said, "I just told Yue'er that she wanted to go out with His Highness, but I didn't expect His Highness to come over. We really are so in tune with each other."
Murong Feng seemed to be in a good mood today, and he didn't dwell on the question of addressing her. He just smiled gently and said, "Of course. Qingli and I have always been so compatible, right?"
Yu Qingli remained silent. Mu Jingfeng thought she was shy and acquiesced. He just casually asked, "You said you were going out. Where are you going?"
"Go to Anle Palace!"
Yu Qingli didn't hide anything, but as soon as these three words came out, Murong Feng's expression changed immediately. He looked at Yu Qingli with an inquiring look, "Where did you say you were going just now?"
Yu Qingli looked directly at Murong Feng, without a trace of fear or retreat in her eyes. "His Royal Highness Prince Yan is ill. We have visited everyone in the palace, but you are the only one who didn't go. Isn't that something people would gossip about?"
Murong Feng looked at her steadily, the amusement in his eyes turning into a sneer, "Qingli, you really care about your husband!"
"Since you are His Highness's man, I should naturally think more about His Highness."
Murong Feng was silent for a moment, then put on a smile again and said, "Since it's Qingli's idea, then let's go!"
"It's getting late today, let's go tomorrow."
"When visiting a patient, there's no such thing as early or late. The thought is what matters most. Besides, the young uncle wouldn't mind that much, right?"
"Then, everything will be done as His Highness commands."
Murong Feng sneered inwardly. This woman, having only been well for a few days, was already thinking about hooking up with someone else. The affair between her and the young uncle had already caused a great uproar in the city, yet she, without knowing how to avoid suspicion, had actually offered to visit the young uncle. However, this was also good. He wanted to see what kind of trouble this adulterous couple would cause.
The words that he usually heard were now circling in Murong Feng's mind, making him angry but also vaguely curious. What on earth was this Yu Qingli so capable of that she could attract so many people?
After a little preparation, Murong Feng and Yu Qingli went to Anle Palace to visit the patient together.
It was late autumn, and the bleak autumn wind had already brought the chill of early winter. As soon as Yu Qingli came out of the room, she felt cold all over and regretted not bringing a cloak when she went out.
Murong Feng saw Yu Qingli's trembling expression from the corner of his eye, and immediately stopped and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling cold?"
Yu Qingli lowered her eyebrows and replied submissively, "I didn't feel it inside just now, but now that I'm outside, I feel cold."
Murong Feng stretched out his arms and took Yu Qingli into his arms, his voice full of ambiguity, "So, what now?"
The warm air surrounding Yu Qingli made her feel a chill in her heart. Even her bones and blood were almost frozen by the cold. Unfortunately, she couldn't show it. "Thank you, Your Highness."
Yu Qingli lowered her head, and from Murong Feng's position, he could see the slightly red tips of her ears, which made him in a good mood. Regardless of the rumors, he had to admit that this woman was indeed very lovable when she was shy.
"We are husband and wife, what is there to thank?"
Murong Feng said it as a matter of course, but Yu Qingli remained silent. Why after such a lifetime, she still didn't know how to get along with this man? Without the admiration and devotion of her previous life, she even felt that talking to Murong Feng had become a torture.
The two of them didn't say a word along the way, but the fact that they were hugging each other was widely publicized in the palace.
When he arrived at Anle Palace, he was surprised to see a group of palace maids and eunuchs standing outside. Murong Feng exempted them from formalities and asked curiously, "Your master is sick, why are you not serving him inside? Instead, you are here?"
One of the young eunuchs finally managed to speak hesitantly, "There's someone inside."
Murong Feng frowned even more, and pulled Yu Qingli and took two quick steps. As soon as his hand touched the palace door, he heard a familiar voice.
"Zhenzhen, don't hesitate! Didn't you say that the person you like is the little emperor's uncle? If that's the case, what are you still hesitating about?"
It was Murong Yuan's voice. Yu Qingli frowned. She had just heard Yu Zhenzhen's name. What were these two women doing next to Murong Yanhui now?
For some reason, I feel a little blocked in my heart.
"But..." Yu Zhenzhen's voice came next, a little trembling and a little excited.
"There's nothing to worry about. Now is the best opportunity. The little uncle is drunk and unconscious, and he mistook you for that woman. Why don't you just make the best of it? As long as the matter is settled, you're still worried that the little uncle won't admit it, right?"
Hearing this, Murong Feng's hand holding the door handle clenched involuntarily, and the blue veins on his hand throbbed. Yu Qingli knew that he was angry!
However, Yu Qingli still didn't understand what he was so angry about. She glanced at Murong Feng, and happened to meet his gaze. She was a little stunned for a moment. The next second, she saw Murong Feng forcefully push open the door, and everything in the room suddenly came into view.
Murong Yuan sat on the chair, looking at the uneasy Yu Zhenzhen leisurely, while one of Yu Zhenzhen's hands was tightly held by Murong Yanhui, and even the collar of her clothes had been slightly unbuttoned.
Seeing someone coming in, Yu Zhenzhen was the first to react. She screamed and hurriedly tried to pull her hand away. Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, Murong Yanhui still held her tightly.
"The... the eldest prince... your highness... things are not what you see..." Yu Zhenzhen seemed to want to explain, but didn't know where to start.