Xu Qing’er was confused about why the Prince wanted to hand over the eldest son to Xu Qiu’er, especially after their amicable relations in recent days. She stood up and rushed out, followed by Bing’er, while Long Han Jie’s group walked ahead. They heard Xu Qing’er’s shouting, and Little Li whispered to Long Han Jie, “Your Highness, it’s Xu Liang Yi.”
Long Han Jie stopped as Xu Qing’er, panting, caught up and snatched the eldest son from the wet nurse. “Your Highness, do not believe what Xu Qiu’er says. She must have spoken ill of me. I have done nothing wrong; she is the one having a secret affair with the young prince.”
Little Li gasped at the seriousness of the accusation. Xu Qing’er continued, “Your Highness knows the young prince is dead, but do you know how he died? That night, he planned to elope with Xu Qiu’er but was discovered by the Old Buddha, which is why he died. I speak the truth.”
Xu Qiu’er does not love you; she hates me and is trying to discredit me. Your Highness, you must believe me. How could I lie to you?” In her heart, she thought: Xu Qiu’er, go die.
A vicious light flickered in Xu Qing’er’s eyes.
Long Han Jie stared coldly at Xu Qing’er. Feeling self-conscious, she touched her face and said, “Your Highness…”
Long Han Jie coldly laughed, “Come with me tonight to Ye Fei’s birthday.”
Xu Qing’er was uninterested in the celebration; she wanted to know why her son was being sent to Xu Qiu’er. Long Han Jie took Wen Bo from her arms. “The answer Qing’er wants is there.” Without another word, he walked away.
If Xu Qing’er could be considered unlucky, both her children were distant. Her eldest son observed her kneeling without reaction, and the little princess’s impression of her was similarly lackluster. As the saying goes, those who are hateful must also be pitied, and she was truly pitiable.
Lan Ju Palace –
“Greetings to Young Miss.” Xiao Ju smiled playfully. Xu Qiu’er laughed and helped her up. They sat on the couch. “Why do you have time to sit here today?”
