Brother Huang, he has been planning for a long time

Chapter 201 Let Father Go

I'm afraid that if she is emotionally unstable at this moment, seeing herself, she will think of her father's illness again and blame herself...

"In the dormitory, I didn't eat dinner tonight." Xingxue reported truthfully.

Hearing this, Yue Qinghe's eyes flashed with distress.

In fact, she doesn't know if she can figure it out. It's not entirely their problem that her father will have a stroke.

After Yue Qinglan left, his health was not as good as before.

If he didn't bump into them today and hastened his attack, he might be stimulated by something later and have an attack.

After all, people will always have that test.

And she always blamed herself, thinking that it was all her fault, and it was because of their problems that her father suffered a stroke.

"Please step back first." Yue Qinghe sat down again, her voice cold.

"Yes, I'm resigning." Xingxue just left.

Zhong Shui's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "Princess, please wait a moment, my subordinate will announce..."

"Brother Imperial..." As soon as this slightly anxious voice fell, the door of the study room was pushed open.

Yue Qinghe raised his eyes and saw a petite body wearing thin clothes, black hair hanging down, without any hairpins, and there was no maid following behind him.

It was obvious that he suddenly got up and ran over...

He immediately stepped forward, and Zhong Shui followed him into the study, looking embarrassed, "Your Highness, Princess..."

"You step back first."

"Yes." Zhong Shui left the study and closed the door behind him.

In the study room, there was a weak candlelight.

Qingchen stepped forward and grabbed his big hand. Xu was running all the way, and the hair on his forehead was already covered with sweat.

"Why did you run out like this?" It was obvious that she had gone to bed, and then she put on her coat and ran over.

"Brother Imperial, can you...let Father go?" She grabbed his hands tightly, her eyes were red, her voice was hoarse, and she looked at him with panic in her eyes.

Hearing this, Yue Qinghe's eyes immediately turned cold, "What do you mean by this?"

"I...I won't resist anymore. I will do whatever you ask me to do. Can you let me go?"

All night long, she lay on the bed, her mind filled with images of her father opening his mouth and unable to speak.

She thought that her father was seriously ill and could neither move half of his body nor speak.

So, as the prince...

Not to mention his own life, even his father's life was in his hands.

If he was afraid that his father would get better and settle accounts with their queen, then...

Will he suddenly make his father's condition worse and lead to his death...

The more he thought about it, the more Qingchen felt that he couldn't close his eyes, so he sat up suddenly and hurried to the East Palace.

I want to beg him to let my father go...

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Yue Qinghe's eyes were full of coldness. He did not push her away, but took out his hands, "In your heart, I am the kind of person that even my own father cannot Can you kill someone?"

"I..." Qingchen shook his head, wanting to say no. But the words came to my lips but I couldn't say them out.

Yue Qinghe grabbed her wrist, her forehead twitched, and she looked at her glaring eyes filled with tears.

In the end, he couldn't bring himself to say anything, so he had to respond: "Okay, if you want me not to hurt my father, that's fine."

Her clear eyes were full of water, waiting for his conditions.

"You eat well first." After saying this, he called out the door: "Zhong Shui."

Zhong Shui outside the door did not dare to open the study room, fearing that he would see something he shouldn't see, so he answered through the door: "Your Highness, what are your orders?"

"Let the kitchen prepare supper."

"Yes." Zhong Shui felt a little confused, but he still followed the order.

He pulled her to sit down at the table in the study and stared at her red and swollen eyes.

A breath shook his chest, "Why do you think that? In addition to being your father, he is also my father."

Qingchen lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at him. She admitted that her thoughts were too much.

But, it’s really hard to guarantee…

"Then what if my father recovers and he wants to execute you and me for this matter?"

"Father will not do that." He stared at her calmly, stretched out his hand to hold her slightly cold hands, "You have something to eat now, and don't think too much about anything else."

Qingchen was silent for a long time, and Yue Qinghe said nothing else after seeing this.

In just a moment, the servant brought rice porridge and some small stir-fry dishes.

He pushed the rice porridge in front of her and whispered, "Drink it first."

Qingchen looked at the steaming rice porridge in front of him and took a deep breath.

She had no appetite, but when she raised her eyes, she met his cold eyes. She had no choice but to drink it one sip after another.

Yue Qinghe stared at her as she drank the entire bowl of rice porridge, then reached out and pulled a few strands of hair from her forehead behind her ears.

"Why are you thinking about such a problem? In your heart, I am such a despicable person?" His cold voice was filled with sadness.

After calming down, Qingchen felt that what she just said was too much. She didn't dare to look at him, "I'm sorry..."

His eyes moved slightly, looking at her thin clothes, he sighed deeply.

It's September now, and the temperature has dropped after nightfall. She ran all the way, and although she was sweating due to the heat, when I held her hands just now, I could clearly feel that her hands were cold.

When the sweat dries up, I'm afraid she will catch the cold...

Thinking of this, he stepped forward and hugged her into his arms, "Don't take all the blame on yourself. Everyone will die one day. You think our father's serious illness is caused by us. But Have you ever thought that my father's body may have underlying problems? Even if it weren't for us, he might become seriously ill after encountering other problems."

Now he could only comfort her like this. He wanted to alleviate the sin in her heart in this way.

"But if it weren't for us, my father wouldn't..."

Yue Qinghe let go of her and put his fingertips on her lips, "I said, my father's body has certain problems. Even if it's not us, it may be because of other problems that irritate him. You understand what I'm saying Do you mean what you said?"

Qingchen nodded in understanding, his beautiful brows still furrowed, "Then will Father get better?"

Yue Qingchen thought of Li Mo's words. It was almost impossible to return to the past.

He took a deep breath, stroked her smooth face, and comforted: "I will."

His heart trembled slightly and he understood.

In her heart, her father was always more important than him.

"Really?" She stared at him uneasily.

"Yes." After a pause, Yue Qinghe's eyes darkened, "If my father gets better and thinks that I forced you to execute me, what will you do?"

Qingchen never thought about this problem.

Because he is the prince, she feels that even if her father gets better and wants to settle accounts, he will only drive her out of the palace or execute herself...

And won't touch him...

"No, father will not do that to you."

"Then what if you do? What will you do?" He locked her watery eyes with seriousness in them.

——My dear children, Happy New Year’s Day.