Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 1155: The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (278)

Chapter 1155 The eldest daughter is as bright as spring flowers (two hundred and seventy-eight)

The queen used great force, and the armor on her hand scratched Zhao Yu's face, leaving a red slap mark.

Zhao Yu did not hide. No matter how red his cheeks were, it did not matter. He just smiled and said to Zhao Jing:

"From now on, Dazhao is handed over to you. I hope you will be a good emperor and a good father. Don't treat your own offspring as breeding objects for poison. Don't be too suspicious. Otherwise, your fate will be the same as your father's yesterday."

The queen never knew that Zhao Yu, a fool, had such a fast sword speed. When she fell down holding her chest, she saw Zhao Yu holding the sword against her neck with a smile on his face in her last sight.

Zhao Yu, how could he kill her? How dare he? The Queen really didn't want to die! She hadn't continued to fight with Zhao Jing yet, and hadn't enjoyed the good life of the Queen Mother yet!

Zhao Yu's final words were: "Your Majesty, please consider that I have been obedient all these years and do not punish the princess and those children. I beg you to consider me your brother!"

Without waiting for Zhao Jing to speak, he slit his throat and died.

Everyone gathered around Zhao Jing and asked, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Zhao Jing shook his head to indicate that everything was fine.

He looked at the corpse on the ground. This mynah bird had solved a problem for him before his death. Although he didn't need it, looking at the queen's wide-open eyes, he thought, forget it, there was one less domineering person jumping around in front of him.

Zhao Jing's voice was barely audible: "My dear, in your next life, find a wealthy and leisurely family. In the royal family, weakness is a sin."

The sunlight shines on the golden palace, illuminating the blood and filth. Today is a sunny day.

Qingli sat in the garden of the mansion. The servants around her were cleaning the mansion again, and the guards were patrolling back and forth, dealing with the corpses.

At the final moment of the fight for the throne, the crazy Concubine Tian and her faction will not allow themselves to perish. They also want to have more chips or more scapegoats.

If the guards in the Duke's Mansion were not carefully selected and the secret guards were not deployed layer upon layer, it is possible that a loophole was exploited and she and Xiaoguaibao became hostages to threaten Wei Ying.

After the Duke's Mansion was thoroughly cleaned, the bloody smell disappeared without a trace.

After learning that her brother-in-law had been frightened and unconscious last night, and having asked the court doctor to come over, Qingli asked someone to get some medicine and send it over. She would wait for Wei Ying to come back and then let him go see his brother.

Wei Pan had reached the age of marriage and children, but his health was too poor to allow him to delay marriage and burden others. Old Man Wei had approached Qingli several times, asking her to select portraits of women and send them to him, hoping his second son would be willing to take the initiative to marry. He feared his son would die childless, so he insisted on having at least a few sons. Qingli continued to send portraits, and the matchmaker came once a month, but she didn't do much else.

If she were to say, her father-in-law didn't even consider Wei Pan's physique and gave birth to several sons, not afraid of wasting too much energy and dying directly. She felt that her father-in-law was hinting at her not having a son, but she just ignored him, because he didn't dare to point it out anyway.

She sometimes thinks a lot. Everything in the Duke's Mansion belongs to her daughter. She also thinks that Mr. Wei may end up adopting a nephew. However, she is not afraid of the Wei family doing this. Wei Ying and she are not easy to bully.

She doesn't care about Wei Pan's marriage. If he wants to get married, then it's fine. If he doesn't want to, then it's fine. To be honest, the most important thing for Wei Pan is to take good care of his health. If he really loses his life for the sake of having children, it would be a real loss for him.

Qingli's heart softened when she held her daughter. For her daughter's future, she also used Qizhi Pills and Dali Pills, so that as long as Wei Jinhua didn't fall in love, she would always be able to live a good life.

"Mother...mother...kiss..." "Oh, whose child is this fair and cute?"

Little Jinhua smiled and said, "It's my mother's. The baby is my mother's."

Qingli kissed her sweet and soft daughter several times and said with a smile, "Of course it's mine!"

"Madam, the master is back!"

As soon as the servant at the garden gate announced, Wei Ying strode in, picked up his wife and daughter, and spun them around, saying with a smile, "The world is settled, my lady. Our family is safe and sound. This is truly my greatest happiness, Wei Ying."

Qingli smiled and said, "Yes, our family must be happy."

"Daddy, wow wow, you're so stinky! Let go of me, sweetie!"

His daughter's childish words ruined the atmosphere. Wei Ying simply washed up in the palace before returning, even changing his clothes. Unfortunately, his daughter's nose was too sensitive. He said aggrievedly, "Little darling, don't you like daddy anymore?" "I like daddy, but I like my fragrant mother more. I love mom the most."

Wei Ying picked up the child and walked towards the main courtyard with his wife and daughter. He smiled and said, "What a filial child! Dad loves your mother even more."

Qingli's beautiful eyes were slightly filled with anger. Wei Ying could really say anything now, without any reservation at all.

The sun was warm, and fine golden light filtered through layers of flowers and leaves, falling on Qingli's hair, Wei Ying's shoulders, and the little girl's hands that were clutching her father's clothes.

The wind chimes at the door jingled in the wind, mixed with the baby's babyish babbling and the low laughter between couples, filling the blue brick path.

The towering palace walls in the distance and the bright sunlight and warmth filling the courtyard of the Duke's Mansion fell steadily on their hand-in-hand footsteps.