Seeing that Mu Wanqing ignored herself and walked to Canhezhuang instead, Qin Hongmian, who was already dissatisfied with Duan Zhengchun and the mud, suddenly became angry and subconsciously wanted to scold her.
But before she could speak, Meng Li took the lead and said: "Things came suddenly, and Wan'er is afraid it will be difficult to accept for a while."
"I'll go see her, a few of you will be free for the time being."
After that, he walked towards Mu Wanqing and chased after him.
Duan Zhengchun grabbed Qin Hongmian's hand and patted it lightly a few times, and said: "What Murong Gongzi said makes sense, we came suddenly, let Wan'er slow down."
Qin Hongmian glanced at him and said nothing.
When Li Qingluo saw the two of them, she felt bored, so she turned to Abi and Ah Zhu and asked: "Where is Yu Yan?"
Abi replied: "The Year is Cold Elegant Garden."
Li Qingluo nodded slightly, planning to go to Wang Yuyan.
But as soon as she took a step, Duan Zhengchun spoke: "A Luo ......"
As soon as the habitual nickname came out, Li Qingluo's face turned cold, and her eyes looked over like a knife: "Call me Mrs. Wang!"
Duan Zhengchun was stagnant.
He didn't believe that Li Qingluo would really break up his love, and he thought in a blink of an eye that this was in Canhezhuang, and there was Meng Li's maid at the scene.
Take a step to speak?
Li Qingluo frowned slightly, subconsciously wanting to refuse.
However, Duan Zhengchun's next words blocked her refusal that had already come to her lips.
"I have something to do with Lingai."
Is it related to Yuyan?
Could it be that he knew?
Li Qingluo was suspicious.
Azhu and Abi smelled the scent of melons again.
Duan Yu, who was disheartened when he learned that Wang Yuyan and Meng Li were engaged, also attracted attention.
After a while, Li Qingluo said to Duan Zhengchun: "Come with me."
After a while, the two came to a pavilion leading to the middle courtyard in the living room.
"Tell me, what do you want to verify?" Standing in the pavilion, Li Qingluo went straight to the topic.
Although Duan Zhengchun wanted to reminisce about the old relationship with her, he also understood the importance, and when he heard this, he said directly: "I want to know if Yuyan is my flesh and blood."
"No." Li Qingluo replied without hesitation.
Duan Zhengchun's eyes froze, and he asked: "Really?"
"Seriously!"
"How many characters is her birthday?"
"Year of the Ox......"
As soon as Li Qingluo said this, she realized that something was wrong, so she quickly stopped and said coldly: "Why should I tell you?"
"Because she is most likely my daughter."
"You are talking nonsense!"
As soon as Duan Zhengchun finished speaking, a coquettish scolding came from the corner not far away.
Immediately afterwards, a shadow quickly swept forward and waved his palm at Duan Zhengchun.
Duan Zhengchun was completely defenseless, and was beaten to the ground on the spot, crashed into the pillar of the pavilion, and then slipped to the ground, spitting blood at his mouth.
Seeing this, Na Qianying did not give up, and planned to make up for it and end Duan Zhengchun.
Li Qingluo recovered from the shock, and when she saw this, she hurriedly shouted: "Yuyan don't want it!"
The Qianying who took the shot was Wang Yuyan.
After Meng Li went to meet the guests, she went to Suihan Yayuan as usual to teach bamboo sword and plum sword martial arts. The two of them had already achieved some success in martial arts, so she took a break with a little guidance, thinking about coming over to see what was going on on Meng Li's side, and never thought about overhearing the conversation between Li Qingluo and Duan Zhengchun.
Normally, she wouldn't care, but Duan Zhengchun's words were not only related to Li Qingluo's reputation as a woman, but also might affect her relationship with Meng Li.
This is difficult for Wang Yuyan to accept and tolerate.
As a result, she became angry and even had murderous intentions.
Hearing Li Qingluo stop, Wang Yuyan paused, frowned and asked: "Why? He slandered us!"
Li Qingluo: "......"
Seeing that she didn't speak, Wang Yuyan planned to continue to attack Duan Zhengchun.
Li Qingluo panicked and blurted out: "He is your biological father!"
Wang Yuyan was like a bolt from the blue, and her mind rumbled and became blank. When she came back to her senses, her eyes were red, she turned her head, stared at Li Qingluo and said: "You lied to me! Mother, are you lying to me? You say, you are lying to me!"
"You say!"
Seeing her like this, Li Qingluo closed her eyes in pain and said sadly: "Mother didn't lie to you."
"I married into the Wang family after I was pregnant with you."
"Your aunt has a bad relationship with me, but she thinks you were born at the wrong time and suspects that I am not a woman."
When Wang Yuyan heard this, all kinds of things from the past immediately appeared in her mind like a marquee, and many things she didn't understand before instantly had answers.
No wonder my aunt has been targeting her mother.
No wonder my aunt sometimes gave her an uncomfortable feeling even though she had a smile on her face.
No wonder my aunt always came to disturb her when she saw her playing with her cousin, and inadvertently showed disgust towards her.
No wonder her aunt, like her mother, forbade her from having any contact with her cousin.
……
It turns out that all the problems are with her mother and her.
Her mother became pregnant out of wedlock and did not abide by the way of women, insulting her nominal father and the Wang family.
She is a wild species to the Wang family and even the Murong family.
If my cousin knew about this, what would he think of himself?
Contempt? Detest? Hate......
Thinking of Meng Li's feelings for herself, Wang Yuyan only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and at the same time she was very distressed, as if she was about to explode at the next moment, her face turned pale, her body shook, and she fell on the stone bench next to her.
"Yuyan!"
Li Qingluo noticed that her situation was wrong and called out with concern.
Wang Yuyan seemed to have never heard of it.
She was now full of one thought - she must not let Meng Li know her true life experience!
Absolutely, yes, no, can!
With her thoughts decided, Wang Yuyan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed all distracting thoughts and emotions, then looked at Li Qingluo and asked expressionlessly: "Since you were pregnant with his blood and bones at the time, why didn't you marry him but marry into the Wang family?"
Li Qingluo's expression froze, then he glanced at Duan Zhengchun on the ground, and said with a hint of resentment: "Because he already had a wife at that time."
"His wife's name is Dao Baifeng, and she is a noble daughter of the Dali Baiyi tribe."
"I didn't know this at first, but I didn't know until I lost my virginity to him."
"I asked him to kill Dao Baifeng and marry me instead, but he not only didn't agree, but also left."
"After he left, I found out that I was pregnant with you. In order to prevent the spread of unmarried pregnancy, I had to marry into the Wang family."
Duan Zhengchun retorted speechlessly, with a look of shame.
When he was young, he did deliberately hide the disadvantage of being married. Otherwise, no matter how good his conditions and methods are, it will be difficult for many women to give their bodies and minds to themselves knowing that there is no result.
After hearing this, Wang Yuyan immediately reacted: "He is Duan Zhengchun, the King of Dali Zhengnan?!"
Li Qingluo nodded.
Wang Yuyan immediately sneered: "Sure enough, there must be a father and a son."
Duan Zhengchun was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Yuyan, what do you mean by this?"
Hearing the word "Yuyan", Wang Yuyan's face turned cold, and she said coldly: "Shut up! If you are born without raising a person, you are not qualified to call my name!"
"As for what I mean? Just ask your son Duan Yu and you'll know."
Then, she looked at Li Qingluo and Duan Zhengchun, and said word by word: "I don't want a fourth person to know about my life experience, you had better rot in your stomach."
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
After saying that, Wang Yuyan slapped her palm on the stone table and left with her sleeves brushed.
As soon as she walked with her front foot, the back foot of the stone table clicked, and a cobweb-like crack appeared, and then shattered into the ground.
Li Qingluo: "......"
Duan Zhengchun: "......"