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CHAPTER 44 - WHAT YOU WANT TO DO

"Qing He!" Su Geying wanted to stop Ruan Qinghe from speaking further, but Ruan Qinghe shook his head and told his everything.

The noon sunlight shone into the hall, and half of Ruan Qinghe's body was illuminated by the light. In the light and shadow, his face was pale, and his originally gentle voice had become somewhat hoarse.

Strychnos, bitter taste, cold, toxic, pregnant women fasting.

Looking at the Ma Qianzi inside, Ruan Qinghe's heart dropped even more. It was unknown where Ping Yang found out about Su Geying's existence and she suddenly asked Ruan Qinghe a question, but Ruan Qinghe did not tell her about the original engagement between the two of them. He only said that they were old friends, so Ping Yang did not ask anymore.

However, she had just asked yesterday, and something had happened to Su Geying today.

Following that, Ji An also brought a letter. In the letter, Su Geying actually consoled Ruan Qinghe, saying that she knew Ruan Qinghe's character, there must be someone framing him. I hope he does not blame herself.

But Ruan Qinghe knew that Su Geying's son had died because of him, so how could the pain of losing a child be as simple as the letter described?

That night, Ruan Qinghe passed the money he got from the pill to Ji An and let him drink from Grand Princess.

Ping Yang was already eight months pregnant at the time, so she knew herself the danger involved, but the child in Su Geying's womb was also eight months old. He felt guilty towards her, and only wanted to take her life.

So when he found out that Ping Yang's son was gone, he only said blandly, "It's no problem."

Ruan Qinghe roughly and hoarsely finished what happened that night, his eyes full of grief.

Su Geying was also at the side crying uncontrollably. It was only then that she found out the truth of the matter.

Yuwen Fei sighed, he had a deep understanding of Ruan Qinghe's personality and it was also because of this understanding that when he heard about Huai Jin's suspicions towards Ruan Qinghe, he chose to directly come over and ask.

"Miss Su's child is …" Although the timing was not right, Huai Jin still asked his own question.

Su Geying understood what Huai Jin meant, she wiped the tears off her face and shook her head: "This humble girl's child is not Qing He's."

"Three years ago, after Qing He redeemed this civilian girl from the brothel, he placed her in a house at the outskirts of the city. Two years ago, the girl and hubby met and married each other. Perhaps it was because the girl was born with a bad fate. The hubby also accidentally died when the girl was pregnant for three months. After Qing He found out about this, he brought this woman back to his house in the outskirts of the city. "

"Did Princess Ping Yang harm Miss Su's child?" Huai Jin asked again.

Ruan Qinghe shook his head, a look of regret and sorrow appeared on his face. After changing his words several times, he finally opened his mouth with great difficulty: "Before Ping Yang died, he said that she did not do it."

But Ruan Qinghe still shook his head, and the look of sorrow on his face became even more pronounced: "Zhu Yu was the one who requested for the death of Zhu Yu."

The three people in the room were all shocked.

"On the day of Ping Yang's funeral, Zhu Yu insisted on seeking death. I had originally wanted to persuade her to let her go. But she told me that Ping Er asked her to accompany him when he was still alive. " A stream of tears fell from Ruan Qinghe's eyes as he continued in a low and hoarse voice, "Zhu Yu told me that Ping Er actually knows everything. She knows that I hate her and hate her. She was worried that after her death, the Empress Dowager would find out from Zhu Yu that it was all because of me … Zhu Yu was also loyal, and killed herself after telling me what happened. "

A gentle breeze suddenly rose from outside, and as it brushed against Ruan Qinghe's face, it was as warm and gentle as it was on the day eight years ago.

Ping Yang, who was dressed in a light purple robe, looked down at him from her horse: "Heaven's Eyes Young Master! If I win first place in the hunt, how about you be my Prince Consort?! "

The young girl blushed. Without waiting for a reply, she swung her whip and quickly left.

Ruan Qinghe only chuckled. He did not think that the girl would really win the first place in the hunt with a group of princes and princes. However, the final result was beyond her expectations. She had won.

The imperial edict had ended his career as a government official. He was dressed in fiery bridal robes, pushed into a bridal carriage, toasted by the passing guests, and envied by countless people. From beginning to end, however, no one had ever asked him what he thought.

He probably hated Ping Yang, Ruan Qinghe thought, hated her for using his identity to forcefully change his life trajectory, hated her for making his dreams and talents go down the drain in the end. He hated her because he didn't want her to give birth to his own child.

But maybe it was heaven's will, because after eight years, Ping Yang was still pregnant. When he found out that Ping Yang was pregnant, he saw that Ping Yang's face was flushed red and when she told him this news, she was extremely cautious and careful.

Since then, his hatred for himself had become uncertain, but the heavens had made a huge joke at him.

When Huai Jin and Yuwen Fei walked out of the Grand Princess Mansion, it was already close to evening. Under the bluish-grey twilight, the Grand Princess Mansion that was covered in white silk gave off a stifling feeling.

Huai Jin turned her head to look at the golden signboard above him, feeling mixed emotions in her heart at the moment.

"Now that we know about Qing He, what do you plan to do?"

Yuwen Fei's gaze stopped on Huai Jin as he examined her meaningfully. He wanted to know what kind of choice Huai Jin would make, whether she should tell the truth to the empress dowager in full or hide it from her.

Huai Jin pursed her lips, and did not answer.

Huai Jin patted her stomach as if she did not mind at all, and said indifferently: "It's time to eat."