Chapter 192 Young Master Zhao Is Going to Be a Father

Guo Rong threw herself into Zhao Jingming's arms and cried.

Zhao Jingming hugged her, his eyes paused on the blood on her forehead, and his brows wrinkled unnaturally.

After whispering some words of comfort, seeing the blood still dripping from Guo Rong's forehead, she hurriedly asked the boy to call the coachman, and then carefully helped her onto the carriage and asked the coachman to take her to the hospital.

Although Guo Rong was unwilling to leave, the pain on her head and the bright red blood frightened her a little. She was worried that if she didn't get treatment quickly, she would hurt the fetus in her belly.

This was the trump card for whether she could successfully marry into Duke Zhao's palace and become the eldest concubine. This piece of meat in her belly could not make any mistakes.

Before leaving, Guo Rong glanced at the stall and saw Ling Chu looking over with a half-smile, and she couldn't help but feel frightened and angry.

"Cousin, I know you didn't smash the tea cup. It must have been Miss Ling's fault."

Zhao Jingming was stunned, and he naturally knew that he was not the one who smashed the tea cup. Just, "She's far away, how can I start?"

Guo Rong was so aggrieved that tears fell down, "Cousin, if it wasn't her, who else could be? I heard that she grew up with Master Xuan Yi since she was a child, so she must have used the sorcery she learned to do it. Damn it, otherwise how could your tea cup hit me?"

Zhao Jingming frowned when he heard the word witchcraft. The emperor once wanted Master Xuan Yi to be the national master.

My cousin said that those abilities of his were witchcraft. If this word spread, I'm afraid it would cause trouble.

There were many people on the imperial street, so Zhao Jingming was wary and hurriedly said in a low voice, "Okay, your injuries are serious. Hurry up and ask the driver to take you to the hospital. I will take care of other things."

Guo Rong also knew that her injury could not be delayed, so she put her hand on her belly and said aggrievedly, "Cousin, when will my aunt let me in? Even if I can wait, the child cannot afford to wait."

Zhao Jingming's eyes averted for a moment and he didn't want to say more about this issue. "Don't worry, I will get my mother's permission for you to come in as soon as possible. You can deal with the wound first."

With his words, Guo Rong breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't bother him anymore, but told the coachman to go to the hospital quickly.

Zhao Jingming felt a headache as he watched the carriage go away.

Although his mother liked her cousin, she had no intention of letting her become his concubine.

He has already passed his coming-of-age ceremony, and his father plans to find an opportunity to find him an official position, while his mother wants a daughter-in-law who can help his career.

Zhao Jingming naturally had no objections to his parents' plans. After all, he would inherit his father's title in the future.

With a family member-in-law who can help his career, and with the help of his uncle Zhongqinbo, his future official career will definitely rise step by step.

My cousin can't be his concubine, so I'm afraid she'll make trouble with him. But as long as he explains it to her properly, she will probably understand his last resort.

It's just the child thing that makes him a little troublesome. If those noble ladies knew that he had a bastard, they might not be willing to marry him.

Forget it, let's figure this out slowly. He has to cancel the marriage in Ling Mansion before he can think of anything else.

Zhao Jingming turned around and strode towards the stall.

Looking down at the figure wearing a Taoist robe, he asked, "Did you do it just now?"

Although Zhao Jingming didn't think the person in front of him had that ability, Guo Rong's words still impressed him.

He was obviously holding the teacup firmly, but it strangely escaped from his hand and hit his cousin on the head.

Ling Chu leaned against the wall and looked at the person in front of him indifferently.

There was a hint of sarcasm in the smile on his lips, "Why, Mr. Zhao didn't hold the teacup firmly and smashed his beloved cousin, but he wants to put the blame on his fiancée?"

Ling Chu's cold eyes glanced up and down. He looked like a human, but unfortunately he was a scumbag. Not only did he sleep with the maid, but he also made his cousin's belly bigger.

As soon as Ling Chu finished speaking, the people watching the excitement immediately looked at Zhao Jingming.

Noticing those strange looks, Zhao Jingming's face quickly turned red.

Seeing that sneer again, anger suddenly shot up in his head, "What fiancée? It was just your mother who wanted to repay the favor, and my mother had no choice but to verbally agree to the engagement.

I will not marry you. A vulgar and rude person like you is not qualified to be the crown prince of Zhao Guogong's palace. "

Ling Chu's face turned cold, "You don't want to marry, and I don't want to marry yet. My mother has been kind to the Duke of Zhao. If you don't say a drop of kindness, just repay it with a spring of spring."

Mr. Zhao also took advantage of the defeat of the Ling Mansion to have sex with his cousin without a matchmaker or a retainer. A worthless scum like you is not worthy of being my husband. "

"My cousin and I are innocent. Even if you hate me and want to break off the engagement, you can't ruin someone's reputation like this."

Ling Chu had a playful smile on his face, "Innocent? Your beloved cousin just ran in front of me with a full belly to show off her power.

Mr. Zhao, since you have no intention of marrying, I have no intention of marrying. I advise you to find a way to dissolve the engagement between you and me as soon as possible, otherwise your cousin's belly won't be able to wait any longer. "

Zhao Jingming's eyes were gloomy. He didn't expect that his cousin would even tell her about the child in order to stimulate her.

"My cousin just saw that you were trying to earn copper coins by setting up a stall, so she came to give you a banknote out of kindness. But because of jealousy, you wanted to destroy her innocence. It is the right choice for me not to marry a jealous person like you. ”

Ling Chu exclaimed, "Ah, so the child in your cousin's belly is really not yours? But she just said that she will marry you soon. Mr. Zhao is going to be a father!"

The whispers around almost made Zhao Jing vomit blood, but he couldn't say that the child was his.

Those ridicules really embarrassed him, so he could only turn away with a dark face.

Ling Chu glanced at the back of the figure who left in anger, and his lips curled up.

I hope that after this, the marriage can be cancelled quickly.

The excitement was gone, and the people around were still discussing the gossip just now.

Ling Chu had just put away the one hundred taels left by Guo Rong, and suddenly she smelled a rotten corpse mixed with alcohol.

As soon as she looked up, she saw a puppet soul, staggering towards her stall as if drunk.

At just one glance, Ling Chu's face changed.

This puppet soul was nailed with long nails from the top of the head, the center of the eyebrows, the throat, the heart, the navel, the abdomen, to the lower body and the hands and feet.

What a vicious way to kill!

Ling Chu originally thought that the male puppet was looking for her, but he just glanced over here unconsciously and staggered forward.

If she hadn't seen such a vicious method, it would have been fine.

But since she saw it, she couldn't just stand by and watch.

If she helped the male puppet, she would definitely be able to accumulate a great merit for herself.

Ling Chu was about to call the puppet soul, but he suddenly stopped, turned around and staggered to the stall, and knelt down, "Please help me get revenge..."

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