Dayan, Kyoto.
Ji Lin went to the prince's house, looked at the flat forehead in front of the house, and felt a lot for a moment.
If he hadn't married Ji Qingling to the prince's residence at the beginning, she should be well now. Maybe she has found a good person to enjoy the happiness of the whole people, rather than end up like this today.
"Prime minister, Prince, please go in." the servant said respectfully.
After seeing Nangong LAN, Nangong Lan was polite: "I didn't expect that the prime minister would have time to visit my prince's house."
Ji Lin directly asked him, "where is Qingling?"
Nangong LAN picked her eyebrow: "the prime minister came to see her. Then come with me."
Nangong LAN takes Ji Lin to Ji Qingling's room. As soon as he enters the room, he sees the mess all over the room. Ji Qingling's hair shrinks disorderly in the corner. The whole person looks very embarrassed.
Ji Lin can't bear it after all. Although he is not his own daughter, he has been raised for so many years. Where does it mean that he can give up.
"Qingling, Dad came to see you."
Ji Lin approached carefully. Just as he was about to meet Ji Qingling, Ji Qingling suddenly looked at him: "who are you?"
These three simple words made him cry: "Qingling, I'm my father."
"Dad?" Ji Qingling looked at him blankly. Then she seemed to suddenly think of something, and her mood became very unstable: "no, I don't have a father, I don't."
Ji Qingling waved his hands vigorously: "you go away! You go away! You are a liar. You can't abduct my child!"
Then Ji Qingling held the rag doll in her arms harder. She muttered to herself, "no, don't take my child, don't."
Ji Lin's heart was sour. Nangong Lan said behind him, "she has been like this since the child disappeared. Sometimes she will wake up, but most of them are in this state. It's useless to see many doctors."
Ji Linwei closed his eyes. He never thought that Ji Qingling would be like this one day. She used to be so arrogant. How could she stand such a blow.
"Qingling... Don't you even recognize me?" Ji Lin tried to get close to her, but in exchange for her crazy resistance, "go away, go away!"
In the chaos, Ji Lin was scratched by her arm. Ji Lin quickly said, "OK, OK, if you don't want to see me, I'll go now. Don't get excited."
Ji Lin stood up straight and left Ji Qingling's room. He couldn't watch Ji Qingling become a madwoman now.
"She doesn't know anyone now and can't be stimulated." Nangong Lan said faintly.
He really didn't think that things would be like this.
Ji Lin gave him a deep look: "Qingling, please take care of him."
Nangong Lan's face was expressionless: "as long as I have one day, I won't lose her a bite to eat."
I didn't expect to meet again.
In the room, Ji Qingling still hugged the doll and kept saying, "good boy, when you grow up, you will become the king of the big Yan, and you will be the most noble person in the world."
It's a pity that Ji Qingling can't get what he wants in his life.
When Ji Qingxue was nine months pregnant, she ran away from home. As for the reason, hum, of course, Nangong Er Huo was flirting everywhere.
About three days ago, Nangong Yan saw a girl who sold herself to bury her father in the street. She moved with compassion and gave her silver to bury her father well. Taking some money to do small business is enough for the rest of her life.
Unexpectedly, the girl came to the door after burying her father and said that she would repay her kindness with her life.
Ji Qingxue broke up a table and two chairs when she was angry. Seeing that Rong Sheng and yun'er could only hide in the corner and tremble for fear that she would be the next object to shoot.
"Ah Xue, don't be angry. I'm just looking at her pitifully. I have no other thoughts." Nangong Yan also tried to explain.
Ji Qingxue in the room said coldly, "hum, your men are so lecherous. Eating in the bowl and looking at the pot, Nangong Yan, you are a heartless man."
"...." the three words "heartless man" really wronged him. He didn't do anything. Why did he suddenly become a heartless man.
"Ah Xue, open the door when you arrive. Let me go in and tell you whether it's OK or not."
Suddenly the door opened. Before Nangong Yan said a word, he stuffed a pillow in his hand.
Ji Qingxue said angrily, "don't sleep with me. Go find your little girl."
Then the door slammed shut again. Nangong Yan looked at the pillow in his arms and couldn't laugh or cry. Ah Xue was more and more jealous.
Nangong Yan was surrounded by a timid little girl. She came to the door before she could change her filial piety clothes.
"Grandpa, did Xiao Huan annoy madam? Do you need me to go in and explain to madam?" Xiao Huan pressed her lips and looked pitiful.
Nangong Yan said faintly, "no, it's between me and ah Xue. There's no need for outsiders to worry about it."
Then Nangong Yan left. Xiao Huan looked at his back and had a deep infatuation in his eyes. If the man who saved her from fire and water could stay with him, even be a housemaid... Xiao Huan's face turned red at the thought of here.
Ji Qingxue didn't come at dinner. Nangong Yan stared at the dishes on the table in a daze. He didn't eat, and everyone had to watch.
Rong Sheng swallowed his saliva, and then said to Nangong Yan, "brother Nangong, why don't we eat first? What's the matter? We'll slowly think about countermeasures when we're full."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Lord, you are not hungry. We are hungry.
Xiao Huan put the dishes in the bowl for him, and then whispered, "Sir, you'd better eat something."
Nangong Yan looked at Xiao Huan's slightly shy appearance and blurted out, "Why are you still here?"
Xiao Huan and everyone:
Nangong Yan's sharp eyes fell on Mu Qing, and Mu Qing trembled: you can't blame me. You didn't tell me what to do with the girl. Can't I just leave her in the house for the time being?
Xiaohuan suddenly knelt down: "please don't drive Xiaohuan away. Now I have nowhere to go alone. Even if you leave me as a laundry maid."
Xiaohuan raised her head and burst into tears. Nangong Yan asked, "you are alone and have nowhere to go?"
Xiao Huan bit her lips and nodded gently.
Nangong Yan frowned: "Oh, what does that have to do with me?"
He doesn't have a charity hall for homeless children. She has no place to go and has nothing to do with him.
The crowd was stunned again: Sir, you really didn't play cards according to the routine.
If the wall doesn't accept it, I'll obey you.