“Is there no chance at all? I want you to tell the truth. If you don’t tell the truth, your whole family will not be able to see the sun tomorrow.” Yuwen Changyun said coldly.
The old doctor was so frightened that he couldn’t help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and said in panic: “It’s difficult to get pregnant.”
“You go down.” Yuwen Changyun waved to him. The old doctor was granted amnesty and hurriedly left the study room.
They were the only two people left in the room again. Yan Qing’s face did not hide his joy, but when he saw Yuwen’s poor expression, the smile on his lips immediately faded.
“Why? Are you feeling sorry for her?” Yan Qing asked sharply, with a sour taste in his tone.
Yuwen Changyun suppressed the faint discomfort in his heart and said with a smile: “How is that possible? I just feel a little regretful. If this is the case, we have to find someone else, which is really troublesome.”
Yan Qing didn’t believe what he said and snorted coldly, “Now do you believe that I didn’t lie to you? She can’t have children, but she still marries you. It’s really disgusting. What are you going to do with her now?”
Yuwen Changyun was a little hesitant. Three months ago, he would have hesitated, but now he felt a little reluctant in his heart, unwilling to let her die.
Yan Qing understood him so well that he understood after just a slight pause.
This woman must not be kept.
“You shouldn’t be in love with her, right? Are you reluctant to let her go?” Yan Qing said coolly and sarcastically.
Yuwen Changyun saw the sarcasm in his eyes and suppressed the reluctance in his heart, “How is that possible? I was thinking about how to deal with her.”
Yan Qing did not expose him, “I have something to note here.”
“What?”
“Does the Prince know who the Holy Emperor is most afraid of today?” Yan Qing asked.
“Of course, he is King Xiaoyao.”
“The Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet will be in one month. I heard that King Xiaoyao will return to the capital to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet.” When Yan Qing said this, Yuwen Changyun already understood.
“At the royal banquet, King Xiaoyao and Princess Jing slept together on the same bed. I think that the old ministers who supported King Xiaoyao in the court would definitely be disappointed with King Xiaoyao. The happiest person among them is the Emperor.”
“My lord, you are the victim. You will gain sympathy from everyone, and the Emperor will value you more and more. As for a person who has lost her chastity, how can she face the shame of living in this world? This move can be said to be a double win.”
“She can help the Prince’s official career to a higher level, so she deserves to die. Prince, what do you think?” Yan Qing looked at him with burning eyes.
Yuwen Changyun was a little entangled in his heart. In the end, interests prevailed. The reluctance in his heart became nothing in the face of interests.
“That’s right, let’s do just as you said.” Yuwen Changyun’s eyes showed a fierce look.
Yan Qing smiled with satisfaction.
That way, he could get rid of that woman.
Bei Yutang on the other side memorized the plot of the two people word for word. Seeing that the two excited people started to do that kind of thing again, she quickly asked the system to cut off the screen.
This Yan Qing was really insidious.
Is it the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet? Let’s see who is the real winner then.
After learning that Bei Yutang was infertile, Yuwen Changyun no longer stayed in her room. Life returned to what it was before.
Yuwen Changyun still played the role of a good husband.
Bei Yutang still played her virtuous character.
One month passed quickly, and the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet that everyone was looking forward to was also coming.
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