Quick travel to find memories

Chapter 141 I am her fiancé

This rainstorm came at a timely and strange time. In less than two incense sticks of time, the rain had completely stopped. If it were not for the deep and shallow puddles on the streets, there would be no trace of rain.

Ling Zhen had been waiting in Qianming Palace for several hours, but Ling Heqing had not appeared. She became increasingly anxious and sulked alone, and her face became very ugly.

At this moment, the maid Haitang came in a panic, panting and said, "Your Highness, Princess, I was on my way back just now, and I happened to see Doctor Yao following the servants of the Ling Mansion and hurriedly leaving. After asking, I learned that it turned out that Master Ling fainted on the ground due to being caught in the rain, and now..."

Before he could finish his words, Ling Zhen suddenly stood up, his face full of astonishment and worry, and interrupted him anxiously, "What!? Get your horses ready!"

Haitang did not dare to delay for even a second, and immediately responded and turned around to get the horse.

Ling Zhen was extremely anxious. She was now very grateful to her father for allowing the Ling family to dispatch imperial doctors at will. She was also secretly glad that she had never been lazy or slack when she accompanied Ling Heqing in training.

Moreover, the horse under her crotch was quite docile and obedient, allowing her to gallop all the way. Pedestrians on the street heard the sound of horse hooves from a distance and made way. Ling Zhen had no time to say much, but just shouted: "Thank you uncles, brothers and sisters, Ling is grateful!"

The horse was galloping, Ling Zhen kept increasing the speed, and soon arrived at the gate of Ling Mansion.

Ling Zhen quickly dismounted, stroked the horse's head, and said with emotion: "Good buddy!"

Then he casually threw the reins to the servant who was running towards him, and then his figure flashed and rushed into the Heming Courtyard where Ling Heqing was like an arrow.

……

"Ling Heqing!" Before the voice fell, Ling Zhenren appeared at the door. Qing Han quickly stopped wiping his son's body, glared at Ling Huaici fiercely, and said, "Everyone is here, why are you still staying here!?"

Ling Huaici opened his mouth and was about to explain, but he saw Ling Zhen pass by him like a gust of wind, rushing straight to the bedside, anxiously checking on Ling Heqing's condition.

Qing Han hurried forward to comfort her, "Zhenzhen, don't worry. The imperial physician said that it was just a slight cold, nothing serious, and you will recover after a good night's rest."

Hearing this, Ling Zhen was slightly relieved, but he still looked up at Qing Han with a worried look on his face and asked, "How could you suddenly get caught in the rain and catch a cold?"

Qing Han sighed helplessly, glanced at Ling Huaici with a slightly reproachful look, and then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, as long as the child is safe, nothing else matters."

Ling Zhen was so smart that she understood the reason immediately. She stared at her uncle with resentment in her beautiful eyes and said angrily, "If you don't want to raise A-Qing, you can just hand him over to me to take care of."

Ling Huaici: ...6, what else can I say

Qinghan didn't want to see him, but couldn't chase him away, so she simply turned around and didn't look at him. As the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind.

Ling Zhen gently picked up the handkerchief that Qing Han had just put down and wiped Ling Heqing carefully.

Qing Han seemed to suddenly remember something, and quickly explained to Ling Zhen: "A Qing originally planned to look for you. It's a pity that such a bad thing happened and delayed her time. Zhen Zhen, are you still angry with A Qing now?"

Hearing this, Ling Zhen was slightly startled, a blush suddenly appeared on her little face, and she opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Ling Huaici, who was standing by, saw this and tactfully left the room quietly.

Qing Han took Ling Zhen's hand and said in an especially gentle tone: "Zhen Zhen, just do whatever you want to do in the future, and pursue what you want bravely. Don't worry too much, even if the sky really falls, you still have your godmother to hold it up for you!"

Ling Zhen couldn't help but feel touched. She had always felt very happy since she was a child. Although she didn't have her biological mother by her side, her godmother cared for her and loved her very much, making her feel full of maternal love and never letting her experience the pain of lack of maternal love.

This warmth and love, like sunshine, illuminated her path of growth and made her strong and confident.

She nodded heavily: "I understand, godmother."

Qing Han smiled with relief: "Okay, you stay here and help godmother take care of A-Qing first, godmother will go to your uncle to deal with some things."

"it is good!"

As soon as Qing Han went out, she saw Ling Huaici standing at the end of the corridor...

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In the autumn of the tenth year of Tianbao, Princess Yu Chao held her coming-of-age ceremony.

Huo Yige attached great importance to this coming-of-age ceremony and spared no expense in preparing it for the gracious occasion.

Many countries sent envoys to offer their sincerest blessings, among which the envoys from Persia were particularly eye-catching.

This Persian envoy was none other than the thirteenth son of the Persian king - Kempins.

He is handsome and elegant, like a shining pearl among the crowd.

However, the moment his eyes met Ling Zhen's, it seemed as if time had stopped.

With just a glance from a distance, he was deeply attracted by Ling Zhen's stunning beauty and couldn't extricate himself.

Kempins bowed to Huo Yige without hesitation and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, I fell in love with your country's eldest princess at first sight. Please allow me to propose to you.

If you can make this marriage come true, I can assure you that no matter how many centuries pass, Persia will always regard the Yu Dynasty as an ally and will never take the initiative to provoke a war!"

His tone was firm and sincere, which moved everyone present.

When the ministers heard this, they all whispered to each other, thinking that this was a marriage that would benefit the country. However, Huo Yige had his own concerns.

Although he appreciated Kempins' sincerity, he still felt reluctant to let Ling Zhen marry someone from another country.

Faced with such a situation, Huo Yige did not directly reject Kempins. After all, the other party had a special identity and his attitude was sincere.

So, he thought for a moment and replied: "This matter is of great importance. I need time to consider it carefully. I will give you a clear answer in three days."

At this moment, Kempins' eyes never left Ling Zhen, and that obsessed look made Ling Zhen feel uneasy.

She just felt uncomfortable all over, as if sitting on pins and needles. In the end, Ling Zhen found an excuse to leave early, wanting to avoid this embarrassing scene.

……

In the imperial garden, the sun shone through the dense leaves, casting mottled shadows. Ling Zhen strolled there with deep thoughts in his mind, completely unaware that someone was following closely behind him.

"Grand Princess, please stay!" Suddenly, a low shout broke the silence. Ling Zhen stopped abruptly, a chill ran through her body, and goose bumps instantly fell all over the floor.

She turned around somewhat stiffly, looking at the newcomer with empty eyes. It took her a while to come back to her senses. She forced a smile, bowed her head and said, "So it's the Prince of Persia."

Kempins' deep eyes stared at Ling Zhen, as if he wanted to see something through her soul.

Ling Zhen's heart tightened and he looked away uncomfortably, but inadvertently met the eyes of Ling Heqing who was standing by the lotus pond in the distance.

The moment their eyes met, Ling Zhen felt a warm current surge into his heart, as if he had woken up from a deep sleep.

A year ago, Ling Heqing was exiled to the far north by Ling Huaici. From then on, the two lived apart and only communicated through letters.

At this moment of reunion, Ling Zhen's heart was filled with joy and excitement. She couldn't help but waved to Ling Heqing from afar.

Seeing this, Ling Heqing flashed and flew to Ling Zhen's side as lightly as a bird, and landed steadily. Then, he bowed gracefully to Kempins and said, "I am Ling Heqing, meeting the Prince of Persia."

Kempins had sharp eyes, as if he had noticed something subtle.

He cast his gaze towards Ling Zhen, noticing her fiery eyes that were almost glued to Ling Heqing, and then he asked, "Where is this gentleman from?"

When Ling Zhen was about to introduce himself, Ling Heqing spoke first, "I am the Grand Princess's fiancé. My surname is Ling and my given name is Heqing. The 'He' in 'idle clouds and wild cranes' and the 'Qing' in 'peaceful seas and clear rivers'."

Hearing this, Kempins raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at Ling Zhen, while Ling Zhen also showed a look of astonishment and surprise, and also stared at Ling Heqing.

Kempins raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled: "From what I see, Her Royal Highness the Princess seems to be unaware of this matter!"

Facing Kempins's doubts, Ling He smiled calmly, his lips slightly curled: "Now, she already knows."

His tone was firm and confident, revealing a demeanor that could not be ignored.