diskusbooks Chapter 207 It’s too late to regret
Chapter 207 It’s too late to regret
Gu Qinlan gently poked her forehead: "If you have anything to say, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush."
Fu Yu immediately knelt down facing her and said, "Then I'll be frank, young lady. I think you can try to establish a real husband-wife relationship with the prince. Although your idea of starting your own business sounds tempting, it is not easy to implement in practice."
"The prince is a reliable son-in-law, and the Prince Duan's mansion is becoming more prosperous under the careful management of the young lady. The old lady, the young masters and the young ladies are all of the same mind and heart with the young lady, and the servants in the mansion also follow the young lady's lead. In this situation, there is really no need to leave.
"I know that you are very talented and intelligent. Even if you have no one to rely on, you can still lead us servants to live a prosperous life. However, I still hope that you can have a husband who loves, respects and deeply loves you, and give birth to a few mistresses, so that we can live a happy and unfettered life together."
The girl has suffered a lot of grievances since she was young, and I don't want to see her live too hard. The prince is a good man who can be relied on for life, and the other owners of Prince Duan's Mansion are also kind and virtuous. There is no other place more suitable for the girl to live and work in peace than Prince Duan's Mansion.
Gu Qinlan knew Fu Yu's sincerity very well, so she opened her heart and talked to her.
"As for the prince, I still don't know what he really thinks. But as far as Prince Duan's mansion is concerned, I am very satisfied. As long as the prince is willing to spend his life with me and not take other women as his wives, I am willing to stay."
Unfortunately, the woman that Zheng Dinglian brought back in the previous life still stays in Prince Duan’s Mansion and holds an extraordinary status.
However, Gu Qinlan never understood, since Zheng Dinglian valued that woman so much, why he had never given her a legitimate status?
In the previous life, until her death, Zheng Dinglian and the woman had never been married. The woman had been living in Prince Duan's Mansion, managing everything, but she had never been able to obtain a legitimate status.
There were many discussions about this, and one of the theories was widely circulated. It was said that Zheng Dinglian was unfortunately injured on the battlefield, which made him unable to have children, so after divorcing Gu Qinlian, he never remarried.
Gu Qinlan stroked his chin and pondered, perhaps this was the truth.
Zheng Dinglian led his army outside Jindu and besieged the city.
He had 40,000 elite soldiers under his command. Although their numbers were less than those in the city, they were strong in both men and horses. The 100,000 people in the city were all hungry refugees.
There is no need for fierce fighting, just guard the city gates strictly. Within a few days, the people in the city will be so hungry that they beg for mercy.
Polang followed Zheng Dinglian closely, squinting his eyes and looking at the tower: "Uncle Master, are you really not worried about the ladies in the mansion?"
Zheng Dinglian turned his head and looked towards the distant mountains, shaking his head slightly: "I trust Sang Qian and his men's abilities, and I also trust her."
Although he didn't say it explicitly, Polang immediately understood what he meant.
Polang nodded: "Madam is indeed steady and reliable. However, in my opinion, it is better for you to go there in person. Otherwise, if Madam investigates later, I am afraid that I will have to endure the pain of kneeling on the abacus."
Then, he moved closer and whispered, "Madam once said that when Master Uncle returns triumphantly, she will ask you for a divorce letter and start her own business with her dowry."
Zheng Dinglian raised his eyebrows, this was indeed what she would say.
"Why?"
Polang stroked his chin and said, "I didn't understand it before, but now I understand."
Zheng Dinglian glanced at him and said, "Why didn't I notice before that your words were so unpleasant? If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, say it quickly. Stop hesitating. You are not like a man!"
In the turbulent years, Polang still maintained his calm demeanor and spoke in a light tone, as if nothing had disturbed his heartstrings: "Imagine if I were a beauty, I would become a widow on my wedding night, and my husband would go to the battlefield and be gone for more than half a year. The house was a mess, and when I took great pains to clean it up, he came back safe and sound. However, he himself was in danger, and naively thought that I could handle it on my own without his help. I do have thousands of ideas in my mind, and I want to take my dowry and create a world for myself."
"Uncle Master, no matter how strong and independent a woman is, she will eventually have moments of fatigue and fear."
"Don't wait until your wife is completely disappointed in you. It will be too late to regret then."
"There is a saying that goes, 'You only turn back after you hit the wall, and you only think about feeding your baby after he dies.' But aren't these things too late to regret?"
Zheng Dinglian rolled his eyes helplessly, with a hint of joking on his lips: "That's called 'late love is worse than grass'. You, you really read the saints' books for so many years in vain!"
Polang still maintained his cool attitude: "My words may be a little blunt, but the truth is true. I have said everything I need to say. It is up to you to decide whether to go or not."
After he finished speaking, Polang turned around and walked slowly towards the military tent in the distance.
As I stepped into the military tent, I saw a pretty woman who was taking good care of a seriously injured and unconscious girl.
When the pretty girl saw Polang coming in, she hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Mr. Polang, you are here."
Polang dodged lightly and replied, "Miss Meiyun, you are too polite. How is Liuying? When will she wake up?"
The person lying on the bed was Liu Ying who had been missing for nearly half a year!
Mei Yun's face was solemn, and she said slowly: "Miss Liu Ying's injuries have stabilized, but her injuries are too severe. I can't predict when she will wake up. However, I will do my best to make her regain consciousness as soon as possible."
Polang bowed again to express his gratitude: "Thank you for your help, Miss Meiyun."
Mei Yun smiled lightly, her red lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something: "Master Polang, I... have something I want to ask you, is it convenient?"
Polang nodded: "Whatever you want to say, just speak up. I will never hide anything as long as I can tell you."
If it cannot be said, not even a single word will be revealed.
Mei Yun pursed her lips and smiled: "I want to know something about the Crown Prince's wife. I am quite curious about her and want to know what kind of woman she is."
Polang raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "She is a very interesting person."
"Interesting? What does that mean?"
Polang said nothing more: "Miss Meiyun, you will know when you see her. As a man, I cannot comment too much, please understand."
Mei Yun said hurriedly, "I overstepped the line. Sir, please go and accompany Miss Liu Ying. Although she is unable to do anything at the moment, perhaps she can hear the sounds of the outside world. Communicating with her more may help her recover."
After saying this, Mei Yun picked up the medical box and walked out of the military tent.
As soon as she went out, she saw Zheng Dinglian standing in the open space in front of her, his eyes penetrating the mist and staring at the mountains in the distance.
There, are his wife and relatives.
Mei Yun originally wanted to go up and say hello to Zheng Dinglian, but after changing her mind, she finally changed direction and left alone.
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"Cough cough cough..."
Bursts of coughing echoed in the cave.
Princess Duan wore a homemade cotton mask and waved her hands in front of her face, trying to dispel the suffocating smoke. However, the smoke was so thick that her efforts had no significant effect.