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Chapter 100 Since You Can't Talk, You Don't Need to Keep Your Tongue(2/2)

As soon as Lin Feiwan returned to the palace, she was left behind by an angry man.

Lin Feiwan: "?"

"I didn't seem to offend you in the car, did I?"

"Humph, if I don't go, will you just let others bully you without even saying a word in reply?"

"ah?"

Looking at the inky face in front of him, Lin Feiwan was stunned.

He was angry because she was bullied.

And the implication of those words was that he went to the Hou Mansion just to support her.

My cold heart slowly warmed up little by little, merging with those inexplicable feelings, and there was something in my chest that was ready to come out.

"I……"

"Miss, I heard that Lin Qianxue... why did your hand get injured? Will there be any scars?"

Holly ran over and looked at her hands, her eyes red with anxiety.

Empress Xue Qian realized this, and a sinister look flashed across her brows.

"Did she hurt you?"

Lin Feiwan was worried that he would do something to Lin Qianxue to make Yu Qingyun sad, so she said lightly: "It wasn't her, I accidentally touched her on the rockery."

The man's brows knitted into the character "Chuan" and said, "It's up to you!"

"Princess, it's obviously Lin Qianxue who hurt you, why do you have to hide it for her and make the prince angry?"

Zhang Qing asked, somewhat hating the iron was not made of steel.

Lin Feiwan did not respond. Looking at the figure from behind, loneliness flashed across his eyes.

For Yu Qingyun, she could only endure it.

Xue Qianyu must be very disappointed with her.

Thinking of this, I felt a dense pain in my heart.

Sudden.

"vomit!"

"Princess, what's wrong with you?"

"Miss, are you okay?"



At this time, in the residence of Marquis Zhongyong.

"Mother, am I going to die?"

Lin Qianxue pretended to cough and spread out the blood-stained handkerchief in her hand.

Pearl exclaimed: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Qingyun was also startled, "Xue'er, Pearl, go to the kitchen and see if the medicine is ready yet?"

"Yes, slave, go right away."

"Mom, I have some medical skills. I know my own body best. I'm afraid those medicines won't work. It's just a pity that I finally found you but couldn't stay with you for too long."

Lin Qianxue had tears in her eyes, her head was wrapped in gauze, and she held a blood-stained handkerchief in her hand.

Yu Qingyun suddenly panicked when she thought of what the doctor had told her.

Seeing that the time was right, Lin Qianxue cried and said: "Mother, my daughter only has one wish now, which is to become the wife of the king. Even if she is a concubine, it doesn't matter. I ask my mother to fulfill her wish."

"Xueer, you..."

Yu Qingyun was furious, but seeing her daughter's pitiful appearance, she couldn't bear to scold her harshly.

"There are so many young talents in the capital, why do you have to be the king? And the king once said in public that he would only marry Wan'er in this life, you..."

Lin Qianxue interrupted: "Mom, the Royal Prince once saved my daughter's life, and my daughter swore an oath that day not to marry him but him."

"The King dotes on Sister Wan, and Sister Wan always listens to you. If you ask her to ask the King, the King will definitely agree."

"Don't worry, I just want to stay quietly by the King's side, and I promise not to compete with Sister Wan for favor."

"Please, just...just think of it as fulfilling my last wish, okay?"

Lin Qianxue burst into tears, Yu Qingyun's hands clenched tightly, but her eyes kept averting.

"Silly boy, if you are not dying, the doctor will definitely cure you."

"Okay, mother, please."

Lin Qianxue forced herself to look at her.

Yu Qingyun looked away and said in a difficult tone: "You... you let me think about it, let me think about it again."

She staggered away, a triumphant smile appearing on the weak face behind her.

"Just wait, Lin Feiwan, the prince will be mine soon."

She grew up in Fireworks Willow Alley, and what she is best at is winning over a man in bed.

As long as given a chance, no man can escape from her grasp.

But now, if she really wants to make Yu Qingyun follow her ideas, she needs to add some "fire".

Suddenly, something occurred to me.

Her cherry lips slowly curled up.
Chapter completed!
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