"There is nothing to apologize for between mother and son." Yu Qianqian said generously.

Zhan Hanjue explained embarrassedly: "Mom, can you return the jewelry that Zheng Ling gave you yesterday?"

Yu Qianqian seemed to hear the sound of bubbles bursting. The soft crisp sound made her feel angry.

It turned out that his precious son was not here to apologize for Yan Zhengling at all, but to support Yan Zhengling.

"I gave it away." Yu Qianqian said coldly.

Zhan Hanjue was stunned.

He never imagined that his mother would transfer the jewelry Zheng Ling gave her to someone else so quickly. How disrespectful was this of Zheng Ling?

"Mom, if you don't like the gift Zheng Ling gave you, just give it back to her. After all, it's her darling. How can you give her to someone else?" Zhan Hanjue restrained his anger and tried his best to behave.

Very personable.

Immediately, the anger in my heart disappeared inexplicably. "Oh? I gave it to Zhuma. I will help you get it back in a few days."

Zhan Hanjue said helplessly, "Thank you, mother."

Zhantingcheng saw that the mother and son were not having a pleasant conversation, so he acted as a peacemaker.

Yu Qianqian would retort: ​​"Didn't she also give away your gifts to others? Han Jue, you can tolerate her trampling on your gifts, but you can't tolerate your mother trampling on hers? You have such double standards, which makes me sad.

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Zhan Hanjue was a little at a loss, "Mom, Zheng Ling gave you the gift I gave her, and I also scolded her. There are some mysteries in that chalcedony, and not everyone can get it."

Yu Qianqian heard that Zhan Hanjue and Yan Zhengling were quarreling, and guessed that there was a rift in their relationship. Otherwise, Zhan Hanjue and Yan Zhengling would not have gone their separate ways today.

Yu Qianqian felt that her heart was full of congestion. The son she gave birth to was like Yan Zhengling.

Before Zhan Hanjue left, he suddenly remembered something. He returned to Yu Qianqian's side in Zhan Ting City and said: "Dad, Mom, after the children from the Military Intelligence Hall are discharged from the hospital, I want to organize a make-up wedding for Zheng Ling. Then.

We also invite you two elders to come and bear witness for us."

Zhantingcheng nodded, "Okay."

"Hanjue, come and have dinner with us at noon."

Zhan Hanjue didn't think much and refused directly: "Dad, I have to go to the medical center to pick up Zheng Ling."

Yu Qianqian frowned and thought to herself, as soon as the young couple had a quarrel, Han Jue went to coax Yan Zhengling. How could the most aloof and noble prince in the imperial capital be so temperamental in front of his wife?

Inpatient department.

The surviving beauties of the Military Intelligence Palace have almost recovered from their injuries under the careful treatment of doctors. Except for the seriously injured Thirteenth Sister and Sixth Sister, they are still in a coma.

When Zheng Ling came to the ward, she saw the children with sullen faces and worried faces. Even Han Bao became listless.

Yu Qianqian answered perfunctorily, "We will discuss this matter at that time."

Lord Zhan Han then left.

Apocalyptic Medical Clinic.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Ling asked curiously.
Chapter completed!