Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 1072 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (194)

Chapter 1072 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (One hundred and ninety-four)

Wei Ying was still resentful of Zhao Jian's plot against Qingli in the palace. Zhao Jian, a married man, harboring inappropriate feelings for another man's wife was truly despicable. Whenever Wei Ying thought of this, she felt deeply indignant at Zhao Jian's actions.

As for the fact that Zhao Jian had become a half-eunuch, everyone said that it was Zhao Qing who spread the news, and Wei Ying thus hid behind the scenes. He knew very well that there were some things that he didn't need to do personally, as others would do them for him.

As for Zhao Jian, Wei Ying hoped that he would have no descendants, but now was not the time for him to take action. He said, "It was the Seventh Prince's wife who took the initiative to ask Zhao Jian to take them into the mansion and take care of them personally, otherwise she would go to the palace to ask His Majesty for the decision." Qingli probably understood Geng Qianqian, and she probably wanted to keep them under her nose so that she could make plans later.

If Geng Qianqian really gave birth to a daughter, she might have the idea of ​​adopting a illegitimate son. Geng Qianqian was willing to raise a child born by another woman and make the child a legitimate son, which was probably the result Zhao Jian wanted to see.

She changed her position, half lying on the couch, and said with a smile: "When I was playing with my sister before, I kept a low profile, but in the past two years, I have gradually grown up. I am not as generous as her, and my husband must not learn from that lustful Zhao Jian."

Wei Ying was ashamed to be compared to Zhao Jian. He said bluntly, "Without peace in the harem, nothing can be accomplished. Madam, don't worry. You are the only woman in my life. If I get involved with another woman, Li'er can just poison me to death."

Qingli laughed so hard that tears were visible in her eyes. Her fair and delicate face was rosy and beautiful, like a flower in full bloom in spring. She said, "You said it yourself, I took it seriously."

Wei Ying looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, whose smile was soft and gorgeous. He couldn't help but hold his wife's delicate hand and said, "I am yours, and you are the only beauty I desire. I'm just afraid that you don't take it seriously. There can't be room for others between us."

Qingli lay on him, feeling his strong and powerful body, thinking to herself: They say he doesn't understand romance, but he says these sweet words quite smoothly.

Wei Ying hugged his wife, his whole body burning. He looked out the window and wondered why it wasn't dark yet. As newlyweds, he really didn't want to distinguish between day and night.

"Then we will be together forever, relying on each other."

If he betrayed her, she would really make his promise come true.

Wei Ying stroked his wife's hair and said softly, "Okay."

As newlyweds, the two were in love and traveled around the capital every few days.

Zhao State didn't have many restrictions on women; at least married women could walk freely without covering their faces. Qingli's beauty had long been legendary in the capital, and every time she went out, she would attract countless glances.

Her appearance is charming and beautiful, yet also a bit cold and elegant, making people afraid to approach her easily.

The people of the capital often talked about it on the streets, saying that the Duke's wife seemed not to belong to this mortal world, but was a fairy who walked out of a painting, and that she and the Duke were a match made in heaven.

On this day, the two of them were preparing to go to the villa outside the capital to pick persimmons. Before they left the house, people from the Prime Minister's Mansion came to ask the couple to go back, saying that the second young lady of the mansion had passed away.

The Prime Minister's Mansion was keeping a fake Song Qingting. The Prime Minister had never announced the death of his second daughter. Obviously, he still had illusions and thought that Song Qingting might come back.

But now that the funeral is being held directly, it seems that the Prime Minister knows that Song Qingting was murdered.

Qingli and Wei Ying exchanged a glance, changed into plain clothes, and hurried to the Prime Minister's residence. A mourning banner had been hung in front of the residence, and Steward Song was waiting at the door.

Qingli called out "Uncle Song," and Steward Song hurried forward to report, "Miss, the Duke, and the Prime Minister are waiting for you inside. The Second Miss passed away due to illness, and the Master plans to hold a simple funeral, inviting only two relatives to see her off."

"okay, I get it."

The funeral at the Prime Minister's Mansion was held in a very low-key manner, and a depressing atmosphere permeated the mansion.

Qingli and Wei Ying stayed with the Prime Minister and Mrs. Song Chen in the mansion, comforting them and offering them their condolences. Song Shuyun's face was pale and haggard, clearly filled with grief over his second daughter's death.

Song Chen was also a little dazed. She even asked Qingli quietly, "You told me this is fake, it's fake, right? Didn't you say she was coming back? The urn contains someone else, right? That debt collector must have changed his identity and gone off to prosper."