I Became The Stepmother of My Ex-husband: 80. Daughter

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On a lonely summer night, Mr. Han was sitting under the window sewing. Strangely enough, there was no wind, but the candlestick at the corner of the table suddenly jumped. Mr. Han was accidentally poked in the hand by the candlelight.

Han screamed and put his fingertips in his mouth. She secretly complained that it was unlucky to see blood at night.

Mr. Han was carefully looking at the wound on her fingertip when she suddenly heard the cry of the little maid outside. Ms. Han was pleasantly surprised: "The prince is here?"

The British prince came to the summer palace with his family, and as the invisible mistress of the Prince's Courtyard, Han, of course, followed with dignity. But as she got older over the years, it was rare for the British prince to spend the night at her place, and a sudden visit like tonight was even rarer.

Han dropped her half-finished needlework and happily walked to the door. She was smiling all over her face, but when she saw the expression on the British prince's face, Han was startled: "The prince?"

Who made the prince angry? He looked worried.

Han murmured in his heart, but didn't take it to heart. She diligently served the British prince to his seat, and then went to make tea for him. She was as busy as a spinning top.

The British prince looked at her back coldly. Without any warning, Han turned around to talk to the prince, and was unexpectedly startled by his eyes. Mrs. Han gradually felt frightened and forced a smile: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like this?"

The British prince looked at it for a moment and said calmly: "It's okay. You don't have to be busy. Sit down. I have something to tell you."

Ms. Han was flattered, with an expression on her face as shy and happy as a twenty-eight-year-old girl: "Master, you are the master, and the slave is just a concubine. It is inappropriate to sit next to you..."

The British prince didn't have the patience to listen anymore. If he used to like the manners of gentle girls like Han, now he just feels disgusted when he looks at her. Since she didn't want to sit down, it was hard for the British prince to take care of her. He asked directly: "How much do you know about Yun Niang back then?"

The smile on Han's face froze suddenly. It took a moment for her to react. She quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief and pretended to cough: "Ahem, I caught a cold last night, which made the prince laugh. ...Why do you suddenly ask about Yun Niang? I have forgotten what happened a long time ago."

"Forgot?" The British prince laughed angrily. He threw the contents out of his sleeves with a bang. The flask was slender and small, and his belly was carved with complicated and gorgeous Western patterns. It looked very beautiful. "If you really forget, then let me help you think about it. Did Yun Niang happen to be drinking at your place before the accident?"

When Mrs. Han saw the special wine flask, she panicked. Her superficial skills were far inferior to her daughter's, and it showed on her face at that time. The British prince understood it when he saw Han's expression. Han knelt on the ground in panic, his eyes turning rapidly: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand this at all?"

"Even now, you still pretend not to understand me?" The British prince was extremely angry. He was not angry because Yun Niang was framed, but because he was deceived for so many years. A concubine will die when she dies, but he has been deceived like a fool for more than ten years, and he sincerely treats them, mother and son, which is completely unacceptable to the British prince. When he was talking deeply to these people, maybe Han and his children were laughing at him behind his back.

The British prince's face was as black as iron. He poured two glasses of wine from the flask, pointed at the two glasses in front of him and said to Mr. Han: "If you are really innocent, then you can drink from these two glasses of wine." Pick a drink, and as long as you are fine after drinking it, I will believe you."

Han's face turned pale little by little as he looked at the two seemingly identical glasses of wine in front of him. Of course she understood the art of this hip flask. The flask looked the same on the outside, but there was a liner hidden inside. As long as she made a little fuss on the handle, she could unknowingly replace the wine in the spout. . How did Mr. Han know about this kind of thing in the first place? It was Gao Ran who said it was called the Yin-Yang Pot. Only then did Mr. Han realize that there was such a profound mechanism in the world.

Han couldn't help but try to recall the actions of the Crown Prince just now. He poured the wine very quickly. Which cup was normal and which cup was poisonous? Under the scrutinizing gaze of the British prince, Mrs. Han tremblingly picked up one of the glasses, but when the glass was brought to her lips, she could not drink it. She couldn't help but wonder, had she seen it wrong just now? What if the prince puts the poisoned wine in another wine bladder?

Cold sweat broke out on Han's forehead. She suddenly dropped the cup with a clang and looked at the British prince in panic: "Your Majesty, I have given birth to a son and a daughter for you. Brother Chen is still young. How could you do this? What about my concubine?"

The British prince closed his eyes in despair, his last bit of luck was shattered, it was all true. The Han family really had a heart of snakes and scorpions. She killed Yun Niang in order to win his favor, but she was able to comfort him later. This woman had deceived him to this point, and she was so abominable!

"These two glasses are ordinary fruit wine." The British prince looked at her with pity or sadness in his eyes. In front of Han, the British prince drank the two glasses of wine at the same time.

Han's face turned pale, and then slowly turned red. She crawled towards the British prince, trying to plead: "Your Majesty, I don't know anything. I thought you were going to poison me, so I didn't dare to drink. ”

"If you don't know the mystery of this wine flask, why are you so hesitant when choosing wine, and why you dare not drink it all after you choose it." There was indescribable disappointment in the voice of the British prince, "Now that it has happened , you still want to lie to me."

"Your Majesty..."

"In vain, I always thought you were kind and weak, and I was always worried that you would be bullied at home. Oh, now that I think about it, I am the idiot. You can kill people silently, how can you be bullied? What about bullying? How many things have you deceived me with your hypocritical face over the years?"

"No, I didn't." Han, with tears streaming down her face, knelt on the ground and kept shaking her head, "I don't know anything, I was wronged."

The British prince looked at the beautiful woman with pear blossoms and rain at his feet, and her charm was still there. For some reason, she felt disgusted and nauseated. He felt very tired. Over the years, he had asked for everything from the Han family, and even favored the Han family's children. But what did he actually dote on? He was lucky. Although Han had evil intentions, the children were always innocent. But Gao Ran followed the same method and used the same method to frame his son-in-law's concubine, which made the British prince unable to even deceive himself. Gao Ran knew about this, and the mother and daughter teamed up to deceive him.

It's in vain that he has been treating Gao Ran as the top dog all these years, and he even neglected his own daughter-in-law for her! As long as Gao Xi has something, the British prince will ask someone to prepare a copy of the same for Gao Ran. If it is something given by the eldest princess, the British prince will always have to compensate Gao Ran privately if he puts in more effort. He is almost blatantly partial to Gao Ran, not because he thinks Han and Gao Ran are weak. Gao Ran is not as independent and capable as Gao Xi, and he is a concubine. If he, as a father, does not protect her, Gao Ran could not be bullied to death by people in the government.

The British prince couldn't help but think about what he had done in these years. The concubine he thought was quiet and uncontroversial was actually the most ruthless, and the daughter he thought was sensible and weak could actually send another woman to death without blinking an eye. For their sake, he neglected his first wife, neglected his legitimate daughter, had the reputation of doting on his concubines and destroying his wives, and even killed his first wife by accident.

"Okay, okay, you two, mother and daughter, are very good." The British prince stood up and sneered again and again, "What about brother Chen, have you been instigating you to plot against my father since childhood? My half-sister!"

"No." Mrs. Han cried out in pain. She lost her manners and crawled towards the British Crown Prince with tears streaming down her face. "Brother Chen, he doesn't know anything. He really admires you as a father. Crown Prince, I'm so wrong." All mistakes are the slave’s fault, don’t blame Brother Chen for this.”

The Han family kept talking about Gao Chen, and the British prince sneered, feeling really sad: "Are you pleading for Gao Chen because you are afraid that I will have a problem with him and will no longer leave the throne to him in the future? Haha? , No wonder, it turns out that for so many years, you have always wanted this." The British prince smiled sarcastically, and his voice suddenly changed, and the words he spoke were as sharp as a knife: "The year Gao Chen was born, you fainted in the ancestral hall, you really Didn’t you know that Mrs. Wei was pregnant at that time?"

Ms. Han suddenly paused: "I..."

"You know." The British prince looked at Han's expression and spoke calmly. After finishing speaking, he suddenly became furious: "You really know! You knew she was pregnant, but you still encouraged me to find her. Later, she aborted our legitimate son and finally gave up her position to yours." Son, are you happy?"

Han shook his head desperately and kept saying "I don't have one", but everyone knew that this sentence had no credibility at all. The British prince felt a dull pain welling up from his limbs and bones. It was dull at first, and then it almost cut out his heart and bones. In that conflict, he personally killed his and Wei's children, and later Wei also died. His wife was of noble birth, beautiful and dignified, and had always been dismissive and cold towards him, but he killed her.

The British prince trembled all over and gradually lost control of himself. He has been acting nonchalant all these years, and he wants to tell everyone that he has no regrets or guilt. He had been pretending for more than ten years, and gradually everyone felt that he had no feelings for Mrs. Wei and had long forgotten his wife, but he couldn't lie to himself.

After the death of the Wei family, he refused to remarry and allowed his legitimate lineage to be cut off. The British Duke reminded him many times that only a legitimate son could ascend the nobility at the same level. If he was a bastard, he would have to be demoted one or two levels. In other words, if he passes the title of prince to Gao Chen, then the title of Duke of the Gao family will be reduced to a prince, or even worse to an uncle.

But his wife is dead and he will no longer have a legitimate son. Even the year before last, Wei and his only flesh and blood Gao Xi died. His mistake can no longer be undone.

The British prince felt a dull pain in his chest and could hardly stand. He didn't want anyone to see him losing his composure. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked Han away from his lap. Bu walked out: "You plotted to kill my concubine, killed your direct bloodline, and deliberately framed your mistress. When I report to my mother tomorrow, I will let the Yabozi sell you out."

"Your Majesty!" Han fell to the ground, not even bothering to rub the wound on his stomach, and hurriedly chased after the British Prince. But she couldn't catch him, and in the blink of an eye, the British prince walked out.

The maid hiding outside the house timidly called "Auntie," and only then did Han feel a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. She was holding her stomach and couldn't straighten her waist, but at this time, she had no time to think about her injuries. All she could think about was, if the prince told the British husband and wife tomorrow, would she really be betrayed? Can the title of British Duke still fall into Gao Chen's hands?

The British prince's face was livid. He scolded his entourage away, led his horse and galloped in the night wind. He couldn't tell the direction clearly in the dark night, and he didn't want to know clearly. He kept pumping the horse, and gradually the horse's speed reached an uncontrollable level. The night wind was already hurting his face, so the British prince allowed his thoughts to wander. He was only seventeen when he married Mrs. Wei, a time when young people are very ambitious. At that time, he felt that his newly married wife was very good-looking, but he didn't like her temperament. Later, their daughter Gao Xi was born. When Gao Xi was born, the couple reached an unprecedented harmony, but the good times did not last long. Later, the British husband and wife disliked the Wei family for being innocent and said that they would take Gao Xi over to raise her. Wei refused at all costs, and it seemed that from then on, the relationship between him and Wei became irreparably bad, until it slipped into the abyss.

Gao Xi and Gao Ran are not the same at all. Gao Xi has been strong since she was a child, and has a tougher personality than her mother. Gao Xi was close to the Wei family and had a strong temper. He always felt very boring when facing this legitimate daughter and had no authority as a father, so gradually he preferred to talk to Gao Ran. After Wei's death, he actually thought about making up for Gao Xi, but Gao Xi's eyes showed disappointment and resentment when he saw him, constantly reminding him how Wei died.

As a result, the British prince increasingly avoided Gao Xi, and in the end, the father and daughter stood face to face and had nothing to say. On the contrary, Gao Ran often showed him the coquettishness of a little daughter, asking for things from him, as if Gao Ran was his legitimate daughter.

After Gao Xi married into Prince Yan's palace, the British prince undoubtedly breathed a sigh of relief. That's good. She gets married well and doesn't have to see him as her father again. Everyone is happy. Later, I heard that Gao Xi and King Yan's only son couldn't get along. The British prince subconsciously felt that it was Gao Xi's problem. Gao Xi's character was too tough. As for going to Prince Yan's Mansion to support Gao Xi? There is Princess Shoukang.

The British prince felt painful again when he thought of this, and was almost ashamed. When Gao Xi was dying of illness in Prince Yan's Mansion, he felt that Gao Xi's mother-in-law had a good background and there would always be someone to stand up for her, so he allowed himself to be immersed in his own affairs. But half a month ago, he heard that Gao Ran was treated coldly by his son-in-law, and he almost immediately went to settle the score. Thinking about it now, he thought that this father was real and fake, he couldn't recognize people, he mistook fish eyes for treasures, and instead neglected his own real treasures. It was simply sad and ridiculous.

The British prince closed his eyes and allowed the almost crazy horse to take him into the dark night.

Early the next morning, the British husband and wife got up and found that their son had not come to say hello. She didn't take it seriously. Her son was different from her daughter-in-law. The old lady didn't blame her son for sleeping over or not wanting to come to pay him a visit. Instead, she felt sorry for her son because he was tired. At noon, when the boy in the prince's courtyard came over to report that the prince had not come back, the old lady felt that the matter was a little serious.

"The prince didn't come home last night?"

"Yes."

The British husband and wife frowned. She thought that her son had many friends and it was common for him to be away from home for several days. He might have stayed at a friend's house last night. The British husband and wife said: "Maybe I drank last night and I'm still awake now. When the prince comes back, you can report to me immediately."

"Yes."

This kind of thing has happened before, but for some reason this time, the British husband and wife's heart was beating so fast that they could no longer sit still. The old lady called the servants in her son's courtyard three times, but every time there was no news. The British husband and lady finally lost her temper and said, "Look at the houses of several families that my son has friends with, no matter what." How to get the prince to come home. If you want to have fun tomorrow, let’s go home now. How can we not go home for two days in a row?"

The servant ran out in response. As the sun gradually sets in the west and the stars move eastward, the news sent back to the British government is getting worse and worse: "Old madam, I went to ask each family one by one, and several young masters said they have not seen the prince."

Han brought Gao Chen to greet the old lady. When he heard the words inside, he curled his fingers slightly. The British husband and wife saw Mr. Han and asked, "Did you meet the crown prince yesterday?"

Ms. Han's face was sullen, and he said almost carefully: "I met the Crown Prince yesterday evening, and then the Crown Prince went out again. Has the Crown Prince not come back yet?"

"He has been missing all day and all night." The British husband and wife looked anxious and angry. "He is really, where has he gone? Why didn't he send a message to his family? Do you know where he went? ?"

Han opened his mouth, but suddenly paused. The British husband and wife just asked casually and did not really expect Han to know the answer, so she missed Han's flash of hesitation. Finally, Mrs. Han closed her mouth, lowered her head and said, "I don't know. Where did the prince Xu go to drink. Madam, don't worry, the prince will be back soon."

The British husband and wife sighed complainingly.