MTL - The Crown Prince Chases His Wife-Chapter 106 real

When Feng Zhan picked Qin Yan up and left the bed, Qin Yan was already weak.

Feng Zhan ordered Shen Ying to arrange to replace all the thin brocade quilts on the bed, and then hugged Qin Yan and strode to the bathroom next to the same bedroom.

In the soup pool, Feng Zhan's always proud stopping power was greatly tested.

Feng Zhan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his body was tense, but he finally resisted the urge.

The warm pool water relieved the exhaustion of the two of them. When Feng Zhan carried Qin Yan out of the soup pool again, Qin Yan finally recovered some strength.

When the two returned to the sleeping hall, the doors and windows seemed to have been opened to ventilate the hall, and the elegant incense was also lit.

Feng Zhan gently put Qin Yan on the bed that was replaced by the quilt, and then got on the bed, holding Qin Yan in his arms.

Qin Yan moved his body and spoke slowly, his voice slightly hoarse,

"Your Highness is still so energetic?"

Feng Zhan's chin rubbed against the top of Qin Yan's hair, a slight smile evoked on his lips, and his voice was hoarse and mellow:

"It's not that you're going to get hot, eh?"

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The next day, 90 hours.

Because Feng Zhan and Qin Yan usually get up at this time to handle official business, even if they were too tired last night, they both woke up leisurely.

Feng Zhan looked at the woman whose eyes were half-open in his arms, and lowered his head to place a kiss on Qin Yan's forehead.

Qin Yan rubbed in Feng Zhan's arms and closed his eyes again.

Feng Zhan played with a strand of Qin Yan's jet-black hair between his fingers, and put his thin lips close to Qin Yan's ear, and said in a low voice:

"Going to do business alone."

"Um…"

Qin Yan let out a shallow murmur.

Feng Zhan got up slowly, tucked Qin Yan's quilt, and went out, Song Zhi came in to wait on the prince to wash up.

Feng Zhan put on a black uniform with gold thread embroidery and dark patterns, tied his hair, and put on a golden crown.

Then he turned around, and through the white jade landscape, he glanced at the woman who was still sleeping peacefully on the couch in the inner room.

Song Zhi put a black cloak on Feng Zhan, and the two walked out one after the other.

At this hour, the night outside has not yet faded, and the cold wind is blowing in the face, and there seems to be a little snow in the light rain. The wind hits the face, and it hurts slightly.

Song Zhi held an umbrella for the prince, followed the prince to Meilin, and walked to the foot of Meipo. After several hesitations, Song Zhi asked what he had repeated many times in his mouth.

"Your Highness, do you want to give Bizi soup?"

The prince in front of him suddenly stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at Song Zhi. The prince's eyes were filled with cold killing intent.

Song Zhi suddenly felt that the cold air around his Highness was even worse than the cold rain around him.

Feng Zhan's narrow eyes narrowed dangerously, and said coldly:

"I don't want to hear this question a second time."

"Yes, Your Highness." Song Zhi replied immediately.

Feng Zhan's icy gaze was fixed on Song Zhi's face, and he said solemnly:

"How many bats to lead, you say it yourself."

Song Zhi knew that his words had offended His Highness, so he lowered his head to answer, not daring to look directly at His Highness.

"twenty…"

"Fifty!" Song Zhi consciously punished himself for his lack of eyesight, and had to quickly calm His Highness.

But Song Zhi only asked this question according to the rules, including last night after Shen Ying arranged for someone to clean up the bed in the bedroom, Song Zhi also packed Luo Hong on the bed for His Highness and sent it back to the Prince's Mansion overnight.

These are the rules in the palace. His Royal Highness has never had a woman before, so this is the first time Song Zhi has asked this question, but he kicked the iron plate unexpectedly.

Feng Zhan didn't speak again, turned around, and walked towards Merlin.

Song Zhi held an umbrella and followed.

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Xishan, Prince's Mansion.

Originally, because the crown prince accepted the canonization of the prince concubine, the whole dynasty rested for three days, but in recent days, there have been many official affairs, and the left minister Wang Xian and the right minister Qin Wenzheng were still called to the Prince's Mansion.

Feng Zhan read the memorials sorted out by the left and right ministers and the memorials submitted by various ministries and the Hanlin Academy, arranged for the left and right ministers to go on official business, and went to the study of Chenghua Hall.

In the study, Feng Zhan put down the secret letters in his hand, and looked up at Song Zhi, whose face was slightly drawn.

"The one sent to the King of Yizhou has arrived?"

Song Zhi Ninja suffered severe back pain and replied:

"Go back to His Highness, and the dark guard who was sent to deliver the letter to the King of Yizhou came back and said that the King of Yizhou thanked the Prince for saving his life."

Feng Zhan looked at the map of Daxia hanging on the side wall, and after a while, said:

"Keep an eye on Yizhou."

"Yes, Your Highness."

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Zhaoren County's main mansion.

Qin Yan only got up at the moment, and at the moment she was on the bed, she almost couldn't stand still, her legs were weak, and she fell back to the bed again.

After a while, Qin Yan stood up again. Although his posture was not too unnatural, his pace was obviously much slower than usual.

Qin Yan went to the soup pool prepared in advance by Shen Ying, soaked a fragrant soup comfortably, got up and put on a thin shirt, and then took the tea cup in Shen Ying's hand.

Qin Yan felt that the taste was unfamiliar, and frowned slightly.

Shen Ying said:

"Master, this is the decoction that Mr. Ji specially prepared for the master to relieve fatigue."

Qin Yan frowned and drank it.

Qin Yan put down the tea cup and spoke softly:

"Is Mr. Ji still in the mansion?"

"Mr. Ji said that he is waiting for the master in the study." Shen Ying replied.

In the past, Mr. Ji might go into the city to check on Yu Qingfeng's silver and pawnshops. Today, the master got up a little late, and Mr. Ji was still waiting in the mansion, as usual, he and the master deal with affairs first.

Qin Yan put on a set of silver thread embroidered cloud pattern moon white brocade robe, wrapped in a silver fox cloak, went out of the bedroom and went to the study.

In the study, Ji Nanfeng stood in front of the book desk, his eyes fixed on the Bogu shelf, but his eyes were a little out of focus.

Qin Yan came in and took two steps before Ji Nanfeng noticed it, and then turned around.

"master."

Qin Yan nodded, walked to the desk and sat down, took the letters Ji Nanfeng had arranged on the desk in advance, and scanned them one by one.

Soon, Qin Yan put down the paper in his hand, picked up the tea cup, watched the color, smelled the fragrance, and sipped slowly.

Putting down the tea cup, Qin Yan looked at Ji Nanfeng with satisfaction,

"Mr. Ji, is this Jin Junmei?"

"Yes, master."

Qin Yan noticed that Mr. Ji didn't talk much today and seemed to have something on his mind.

However, as long as the affairs in their hands went smoothly, Qin Yan never interfered in the private affairs of his subordinates, so he didn't ask any further questions.

Ji Nanfeng looked at Qin Yan, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"Master, do you need Bizi soup?"

Qin Yan paused for a moment, then propped his chin with one hand, as if thinking.

There was such a big movement in the master's bedroom last night, and Shen Ying ordered the master's bedroom to change the quilt in the middle of the night. As the manager of the county master's residence, how could Ji Nanfeng not know what happened in the hall.

After a while, Qin Yan spoke softly:

"No need."

At this moment, Qin Yan's eyes were softer than usual.

She and Feng Zhan's child should be very beautiful.

Ji Nanfeng lowered his eyes to hide his undeserved emotions.

"How is Shenxi Valley?" Qin Yan raised her head and asked Xiang Ji Nanfeng.

Ji Nanfeng quickly retracted his thoughts and replied:

"Everything is working fine."

"Yeah." Qin Yan rubbed the letterhead on the table with his fingers and continued:

"Send a letter to my mother. The wedding is scheduled for March next year. If she is free, she will come back to watch the ceremony."

"Yes, master."

Just as Ji Nanfeng was about to leave, Shen Huai came in,

"Master, Prime Minister Qin is visiting."

Qin Yan frowned. Recently, Qin Xiang came to the county master's mansion more and more frequently.

She was not interested in letting others point her finger at her private affairs, so she did not stop Prime Minister Qin from the house.

However, what did Qin Xiang do today?

Looking at the time, Qin Yan should also have lunch, and then take a nap in the afternoon.

How comfortable it is to take a nap in a warm pavilion this winter.

Qin Yan sighed lightly, and let's hear what Qin Xiang is going to do.

He had better deal with all those messes before his mother came back, so as not to stain Miss Shen's eyes.

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Zhaoren County's main mansion, the council hall.

Qin Xiang came from the Prince's Mansion, and he struggled with this matter for a long time. He didn't expect that to this day, the only person he could consult with was Qin Yan, the daughter who had the worst relationship with him.

Qin Xiang drank tea cup by cup, but he had no interest in tasting it at all, not to mention the many expensive tea leaves in the cup, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

Think about what happened in the past six months, one after another, one by one, how can you not let him be stuck in his throat.

Now, he actually has to face such an embarrassing situation.

Qin Yan entered the hall, glanced at Qin Xiang, and then strode to the first seat.

Qin Xiang raised his head and called out,

"Qin Yan."

Then Qin Xiang suddenly thought of something, stood up and bowed slightly.

"I have seen the Crown Princess."

Qin Yan raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this unfamiliar name, and looked at Qin Wenzheng.

Although the canonization ceremony was done on the main hall yesterday, the golden book of gold was awarded, and her name was also on the jade plate. But after all, it is not a formal marriage. In form, it is only an engagement.

Therefore, although she can afford the "Prince Concubine", it is not the time to have this title.

Qin Yan raised his hand and Qin Wenzheng sat down again.

After Qin Wenzheng sat down, he didn't speak with a tangled look, which made Qin Yan a little hesitant. She didn't have the leisure to waste time with Qin Xiang here.

"What's the matter with Qin Xiang?"

Qin Wenzheng was bitter when he heard Qin Yan's address to him.

With the current situation, maybe Qin Yan is his only biological daughter, but he has been separated from him.

Qin Xiang looked at Qin Yan and said slowly:

"Your brother..."

Qin Xiang suddenly stopped and changed his mouth:

"Qin Ming's matter, don't make any noise yet."

Hearing this, Qin Yan laughed.

sound?

She didn't have the slightest interest in the things that happened in Qin Xiangfu's house.

However, since Qin Xiang came here, she asked casually.

"It's not your son?"

Qin Xiang looked embarrassed, but he was speechless.

This question kept lingering in his mind these days.

He wanted to know the answer to this question more than anyone else, whether Qin Ming was his son.

But he didn't dare to know the answer. He had raised and cultivated his son for more than ten years. If it really wasn't his own, it would be a great shame. He didn't know how he should face it.

Qin Wenzheng asked Zhang Quan, his confidant butler, to ask some private doctors privately after changing his makeup how to confirm whether the child is biological, but they have various methods, and the most mentioned is the blood test.

Qin Wenzheng had heard of this method, but he didn't know if it was reliable. If it wasn't, how could he bear the result.

He wouldn't even go to the Taiyuan Hospital to ask questions. The people in the Taiyuan Hospital are all good people. Even if he said that he was asking for others, this gossip would spread out very quickly, and people would laugh at it.

Qin Wenzheng could even imagine how the Left Prime Minister Wang Xian would mock him at that time.

Qin Wenzheng had to admit that his daughter Qin Yan was indeed quite capable.

This matter has been dragged on to this day, and he bravely came to Qin Yan to discuss it.

If Qin Ming and Qin Nian were not his children, then Qin Wenzheng also wanted to reduce his body and ease the relationship with Qin Yan through this matter.

For him, killing two birds with one stone.

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Qin Wen asked Qin Yan:

"Qin Yan, do you have a familiar doctor who can judge whether the child is biological?"

Qin Yan smiled after hearing the words, it turned out to be undecided.

Qin Yan looked at Qin Wenzheng and recalled that when she first came back, the first time she saw this father was when...

Oh, in the stands of Xiyuan Polo Field.

It's only been half a year, and Qin Xiangxiang is ten years older.

Qin Yan didn't want to waste time here, and said:

"I really know such a person."

Qin Xiang looked at Qin Yan and waited for her next text.

Qin Yan continued to speak;

"The steward in my mansion, Mr. Ji, comes from the Valley of the King of Medicine. His words can be trusted by Qin Xiang."

Qin Wenzheng was surprised and a little surprised.

Medicine King Valley?

The Valley of the King of Medicine, where genius doctors frequently appear?

The people under Qin Yan's hands?

Qin Wenzheng sighed again that his daughter is indeed amazing.

Just as Qin Yan was about to get up and leave, Shen Ying's voice came from outside the door,

"His Royal Highness."

After the sound fell, Feng Zhan came in with the cold air outside, and his eyes went straight to Qin Yan who was in the first seat.

Qin Wen got up and saluted immediately,

"His Royal Highness."

Feng Zhan nodded.

Feng Zhan walked towards Qin Yan, stopped in front of Qin Yan, and said warmly:

"Finished?"

Qin Yan nodded.

Feng Zhan stretched out his hand and took Qin Yan away.

Qin Wenzheng bowed his head and bowed his head until the backs of Feng Zhan and Qin Yan disappeared at the hall door.

Qin Wenzheng said: It seems that the prince treats Qin Yan very well, but I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse.

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Feng Zhan and Qin Yan had lunch, and when they saw that the rain had stopped outside, they walked out of the garden and disappeared.

Feng Zhan took Qin Yan's hand into his cloak and kneaded it gently.

Qin Yan also enjoyed the warmth in Feng Zhan's cloak and let the man move.

Walking to the edge of the lotus pond, Feng Zhan stopped and looked at Qin Yan:

"The government has gradually stabilized. Winter hunting, are you interested in hunting?"

"Huh?" Qin Yan didn't show much interest.

Feng Zhan then said:

"Qiu Xie is in a lot of situations, which makes you lose interest. After the winter solstice, go to the western suburbs paddock with the lonely."

Qin Yan didn't object, and Feng Zhan took it as her agreement.

Feng Zhan had his own selfishness. The paddock in the western suburbs was the place where he had first intimate contact with Qin Yan, which was of great significance.

He also took this opportunity to let Qin Yan relax.

"Do you have the habit of taking a nap in the afternoon?" Feng Zhan looked at Qin Yandao softly.

Qin Yan raised her eyebrows and looked back, but did not respond.

Feng Zhan hugged Qin Yan into his arms, lowered his head and said in Qin Yan's ear:

"I didn't have this habit in the past, but from now on, I will be with you alone."

After a while, the woman's voice resounded in Feng Zhan's arms:

"What do you mean, Your Highness?"

Feng Zhan's clean chin rubbed against Qin Yan's neck, and there was some grievance in his voice.

"Who was clamoring for the truth all day long?"

Qin Yan…

This young man is really scary.

But it was still the direction that the man took her back to.

On the way, Qin Yan still asked.

"What happened to Song Zhi?"

Qin Yan was referring to Song Zhi's occasional throbbing facial expression. and unnatural walking posture.

Feng Zhan glanced coldly at Song Zhi.

Song Zhi saluted Qin Yan and said:

"Back to the Crown Princess, this subordinate just fell in Merlin this morning."

Qin Yan raised her eyebrows, wrestling?

Although this answer was a bit outrageous, Qin Yan didn't ask much.

In this way, Qin Yan and Feng Zhan spent a lazy and comfortable afternoon in the warm bedroom, and did not take a shower until midnight.

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Qin Xiang frowned on the carriage returning to the city.

The Mr. Ji just now told him that the blood test method is not completely reliable and may be inaccurate.

Mr. Ji advised Qin Xiang to use this method with caution.

And that Mr. Ji also said that there is no way to really determine whether it is parent-child.

Just wait for the child to grow up and see if they look similar.

The carriage swayed all the way, Qin Xiang's head was dizzy, and he returned to the Prime Minister's mansion.

After getting off the carriage, the housekeeper Zhang Quan came over.

"Master Xiang, Fourth Master Qin is gone."

Qin Wenzheng squinted, his expression a little complicated.

However, this result was expected.

Qin Wenzheng stopped for a moment, and then instructed Zhang Quan:

"After all, the fourth uncle has worked for the Prime Minister's mansion for so many years. There is no credit and hard work."

"Find a painter who knows the fourth uncle and ask them to draw a portrait of the fourth uncle. At that time, it will be sent back to Yangzhou together with the fourth uncle's coffin, so that the clansmen can send their condolences."

Zhang Quan was a little puzzled. He was one of the few people who knew the inside story.

With such a huge scandal, how could Master Xiang miss the Fourth Master Qin.

Then Zhang Quan suddenly thought, the portrait...

Could it be that Master Xiang wants to confirm Young Master Ming's biological father by his appearance?

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That night, Song Mei slept alone on the couch, unable to rest her pillow.

In her sleep, Song Mei returned to her childhood, when she was still in Yangzhou, and her parents were still alive.

At that time, Wenzheng was still a beautiful young man with extraordinary literary talent and great ambition.

At that time, Wenzheng had only her in his eyes. They often talked about poetry and songs, and about their future life.

It was her best time.

It was so beautiful that Song Mei was reluctant to wake up from the dream.

But she finally woke up slowly.

Song Meiyu lay flat and turned to the outside of the bed. In a daze, she seemed to see a person standing beside the bed through the curtain through the moonlight shining in from outside the bed.

Song Mei Shentai gradually became clearer, her eyes widened, and finally, she felt that she was absolutely right.

There was really someone outside the bed, as if that person was looking at her too.

"what…"

A mournful female voice came out from the room.

"Come on, come on..."

Song Mei quickly kicked her legs, retracted her body into the innermost corner of the bed, pulled the quilt to wrap herself around, and shouted repeatedly.

Li's mother, who was dozing outside the door, opened the door and came in, and the cold wind rushed into the room.

"lady."

"Master Xiang."

Li's mother had been keeping vigil in the house, but Master Xiang suddenly came over in the middle of the night and sent her out.

Li's mother lit the lamp, and then stood aside, waiting for the master and his wife's orders.

Song Mei stared in horror, and when she heard the voice of Li's mother coming in, the fear in Song Mei's heart subsided a little.

Is that Mr. Xiang?

Xiangye is finally willing to see her?

Song Mei carefully opened the curtain, and seeing that it was Qin Wenzheng, Song Mei felt relieved.

Song Mei was about to speak, Qin Wenzheng said coldly:

"go out."

Li's mother knew that the prime minister was talking about her, so she immediately exited and closed the door.

Song Mei got out of bed tremblingly and walked towards Qin Wenzheng:

"Master Xiang..."

Qin Wenzheng interrupted coldly:

"The fourth master of Qin threw himself into the water on his way to Lingnan, and the people were gone."

Song Mei's eyes widened, Fourth Uncle, are you gone?

Song Mei was shocked and scared, Master Xiang looked like this...

Qin Wenzheng said:

"You go and arrange to send Qin Fourth Master's coffin back to Yangzhou's ancestral house."

Song Mei didn't respond immediately, she hadn't recovered from the shock of getting the news.

Qin Wenzheng squinted at Song Mei, and said word by word:

"I'll ask you again, is Qin Ming my son?"

Song Mei's heart tightened, and just as he was about to speak, the door was pushed open with a loud "bang".

"What do you mean, am I my father's child?"

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Qin Wenzheng and Song Mei looked at the door, it was Qin Ming.

Qin Ming recently heard from some young masters that according to the time of previous years, the Royal Society recently organized a winter hunt.

Qin Ming had never been there before, but this year, as Qin Xiang's direct son, he had enough status.

Qin Ming was very excited, the eldest sister should also go. He couldn't sleep for several days, and practiced martial arts according to the booklet in the courtyard, when suddenly he heard a woman's scream.

And that voice and direction seemed to be the mother's yard.

Qin Ming immediately ran over.

After entering the hospital, Li's mother, who was leaning against the door to watch the night, was dozing off. Qin Ming approached the door and just happened to hear his father questioning his mother:

"Is Qin Ming my son?"

Qin Ming was shocked, why did his father ask such a question?

Not your father's son?

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Song Mei didn't expect Qin Ming to come over, and she just happened to encounter such an embarrassing situation, Song Mei hurriedly said,

"Ming'er, no, you listened to my mother..."

Qin Ming and Qin Wenzheng both looked at Song Mei, waiting to see what she would say.

Song Mei was only wearing a single shirt, and her whole body shivered from the cold wind blowing in from the outside, and tears immediately continued in her eyes.

"Master Xiang, it's really a misunderstanding. The concubine was pregnant in ten months, and gave birth to Ming'er with difficulty, and almost lost her life..."

"enough."

Qin Wenzheng interrupted coldly.

It's like this again, Song Mei always talks about the difficulty of production, and Qin Wenzheng is a little numb after listening to it for a long time. Besides, it's hard to say whether this child born with difficulty is his Qin Wenzheng's.

Qin Wenzheng no longer expects to hear a sincere word from Song Mei's mouth.

He heard with his own ears the words that Fourth Master Qin and Song Meila were pulling together, "Ming'er is my son."

I heard the story of the fourth master Qin's concubine's story about the pickling between the fourth master Qin and Song Mei.

It is an indisputable fact that Song Mei and Qin Siye have a beginning and end.

All he cares about now is whether the son is his or not.

Qin Wenzheng glanced at Qin Ming,

"You go back."

Qin Ming felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Father…"

"Go back." Qin Wenzheng shouted.

Qin Ming glanced at his mother, and then left hesitantly.

Qin Wenzheng turned his head to look back at Song Mei, and there seemed to be pain in his eyebrows:

"Song Mei, have I ever treated you badly?"

Song Mei only shed tears, but said nothing.

Qin Wenzheng sighed, turned around and strode away.

Song Mei chased two steps to the door and cried out:

"Master Xiang..."

"Wenzheng..."

Qin Wenzheng strode out of the courtyard without any hesitation.

Walking in the cold wind, Qin Wenzheng felt more and more sad in his heart.

Why did he get involved with this woman again, and let Shen Shiying leave in anger, and it took more than ten years since he left.

For love?

Now Song Mei actually betrayed him.

for my son?

This son does not know if he is Qin Wenzheng.

If Shiying comes back...

If Shiying comes back, will she forgive herself?

Can they start over?

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But Qin Xiang, the fate is shallow, and it has been blown away by the rain and the wind.

Why are you so whimsical, thinking that Miss Shen will be waiting for you there?