The tone is especially sincere and pitiful, as if it is true.
"Presumptuous! Who told you to slander our princess Before the flowers on the street could speak, Qin Ya stepped forward and yelled.
Mo Shanghua has no big reaction. She looks down at Liu Qianqian creeping on the ground, and the irony in her eyes turns into essence.
Today's Liu Qianqian, and she is no longer the same status, even need her hands-on qualifications are not.
Sure enough, Qin ya just yelled, and Lin Xiangyin stood up and said angrily, "you son of a bitch, what are you talking about! Come on, take Liu down! "
Liu Qianqian was still unwilling. She grabbed the skirt of the flower in the street and cried out in tears, "sister, I know you can't stand the princess in your heart, and you can't fight her face to face, so you want to slap a sweet jujube, but I'm innocent. Before I finish my sentence, I'm covered by my mother-in-law. I can't make a sound any more, and I'm strongly pulled He went down.
Mo Shanghua never frowned from the beginning to the end, as if it was just a matter that was not worth mentioning at all.
Only her heart knows.
This is just the beginning.
Should not belong to Liu Qianqian, she will eventually lose.
Although Lin Xiangyin, who was full of anger, knew that Liu Qianqian was just climbing and biting at will, she was still a little suspicious in her heart.
"It scares my sister-in-law." How to leave aside for the moment, Lin Xiangyin still forced herself to smile, pretending to be gentle, but her tone was still a little stiff.
The flower on the street nodded slightly, made it clear, then turned and left.
Lin Xiangyin's face suddenly became cold, and her eyes were slightly irritated.
Although they are in the same position now, how can she be the emperor's sister-in-law? How can she be so rude?
…
"Princess Ling, I don't think her face is very good." Qin Ya looks back with some worry.
The flower head on the street also does not return of continue to lead to walk, complexion light, "I just look around just, no harm."
Qin Ya hesitated and looked at the flowers on the street, and said in a soft voice:
"but after all, you call her Huang Sao."
"She should have known that I have always been like this. Besides, we are in the same position. Why should I bow to her?" Mo Shanghua didn't agree with her, and her pace gradually slowed down.
Qin Ya has no choice but to follow her, not to speak.
Taking advantage of this banquet, Yan Moli was not in the mansion. She pretended to look around, and turned most of the palace around, secretly recording the terrain in her heart.
As for the wedding banquet, I'm afraid that all the people who came to see the joke, none of them sincerely congratulated.
In case of doubt, moshanghua only visited half of lingwangfu, so she asked Lin Xiangyin to tell her that she would return home.
Lin Xiangyin learned that there was no response, until the rest of the guests were all scattered, she got up and went to the inner house.
Then in Lin Xiangyin's courtyard, in front of many maidservants, Liu Qianqian, the nominal side imperial concubine, was escorted in the courtyard and knelt on the ground in embarrassment.
Someone had already brought her a chair, a table, tea and snacks for her to sit down.
Lin Xiangyin sat down on the top of the seat, and then she swept over coldly. "Liu, you warned you a few days ago. If you are restless, I will never forgive you. It seems that the lessons of the past few days have not been enough."
"I…" before Liu Qianqian had time to explain, a maid beside Liu Qianqian came down, raised her hand and slapped her in the face.
Liu Qian's face, which had not yet improved, suddenly became red and swollen again.
But the handmaid did not stop, and continued to slap and slap.
Liu Qianqian's beautiful cheek was almost twisted with pain, but she held back her tears and cried.
However, the heart is counting silently, counting the time.
When it was ten slaps, there was a sound of footwork around. Then, the slap finally stopped and everyone knelt down.
Lin Xiangyin also got up to greet, "cousin, you are back."
She has recovered a little bit.
When she got married, she hated it in her heart, but Yan Moli was able to put down her face and took the initiative to coax her. She was uncomfortable for a few days. She had already forgiven him in her heart, and only put the blame on Liu Qianqian.
Yan Mo Li saw Lin Xiangyin look over, lips also slightly raised, said with a smile: "you forget, now it's time to call my lord or husband."
Lin Xiangyin's pretty face flushed slightly, her head lowered and she didn't speak.
Liu Qianqian had never seen Yan Moli since that day, and Yan Moli ignored all the letters he sent.
Now I saw it with my own eyes. I felt a great pain in my heart. After thinking about it, I decided to have a try.
Liu Qianqian, who had just said nothing, was filled with tears, her cheeks were red and swollen, and her lips were bloodstained."Lord, save me…" she knelt pitifully to Yan Moli's feet and looked up at Yan Moli almost begging.
Yan Mo's face, which had just been full of smiles, suddenly became cold, and his voice was cold without any emotion.
"Did Liu offend the princess?"
Lin Xiangyin hesitated to look at Liu Qianqian, and nodded slightly, "Liu's people lost their appearance in front of her, and her words and deeds were not like that. I just punished her."
Yan Mo continued coldly: "did you all hear that? Still don't drag her far away to punish? "
If Liu Qianqian was struck by lightning, he thought about the wording for a long time. Now he can't say a word, and his face is full of despair and pain.
Lin Xiangyin was smiling and took Yan Moli's arm. "My cousin knows me best and cares for me most."
In Liu Qian's despair, they leave together.
…
Yan Beicheng has been busy recently, but he has not forgotten the flowers on the street.
Although he didn't fully inquire about the affairs in lingwangfu, he wrote down exactly what happened in Liufu before Liu Qianqian entered lingwangfu in the paper industry, especially Liu Bohan's attitude towards Liu Qianqian, which was a relief for the strangers.
However, Mo Shanghua didn't pay much attention to these.
Recently, she began to investigate the flaws left by Liu Qianqian's successful replacement of her identity.
She never believed that such an important thing could be wiped out.
South crane in these days spread "sick death" news, secretly also quietly help her to inquire.
After many days of investigation, the progress is still very weak.
Life is very fast, when Mo Shanghua is at a loss, Yan cenxuan, who has been keeping him for a month and a half, finally asks for permission to move out of the palace.
Mo Shanghua gives all these things to Nan Hehua qianliu for the time being, but she goes to the thirteen Prince's residence to take care of Yan cenxuan.
After two months, Yan cenxuan's face was much better than when he was in the palace a month ago, but he was still sick, and his soft face was also morbid white.
However, the spirit is much better than before, it must be caused by stopping the previous medicine.
"Your Highness looks much better. Let me feel your pulse." Mo Shanghua Mou Guang swept a circle on Yan cenxuan's face and tried to calm down his tone.
Yan cenxuan's soft and handsome face pulled out a gentle smile and stretched out his wrist, "that's the trouble for Huang Sao."
Now his sister-in-law is more comfortable.
Mo Shanghua sighs in her heart, but she is also happy for him.
The dead are gone, and he should be.
"Your Highness is very well, but I'm afraid that he will continue to recuperate from his previous illness." The flower on the road has passed the pulse.
Yan cenxuan took back his wrist with a smile, but he couldn't see any beautiful thoughts in his eyes. "In this way, I'd like to thank Huang Sao. I'll take care of myself in the future."
The flower on the street also said with a smile, "you don't have to be so polite. This is what I promised before. By the way, I'll prescribe a prescription for you to recuperate and detoxify now. I'll check your pulse every three days. In this way, after a year and a half, your body is not very different from that of ordinary people. "
"No need." Yan cenxuan's tone suddenly changed, "before I was in the palace, I was ordered by my father, so no one would dare to say anything, but now I'm outside the palace. If it is true, I'm afraid my sister-in-law's reputation will be destroyed."
"So it is. I'm not careful." There was a touch of chagrin on his brows.
She forgot the atmosphere here.
She didn't care much about it. But this is the imperial city. It's not just that she doesn't care. If someone wants to make a fuss about it, it's harmful to others and herself.
Yan cenxuan's face was still warm and moist. He just held his lips and laughed. He said, "I know that the emperor's wife is fighting for my good. Now I'm very good. I don't dare to ask for anything."
On the street flower thin eyebrow tiny stir up, in the heart a little bit doubt, "you don't wonder who gave you so many years of poison?"
Yan cenxuan gently shook his head, as if the rain had soaked the eyes of a calm, "I don't want to be involved in court disputes."
Unless necessary.
His heart slightly bitter, the bottom of the eyes gush out a bit of complex color, busy convergence eyes cover up the look inside the eyes.
Mo Shanghua Mou Guang swept a circle on his soft face, pretended not to know general turned his head, did not continue to ask.
"There is an imperial doctor named Liu Zheng in my house. He is no inferior to me. I will order him to come back to treat you." Mo Shanghua stood up and spoke faintly.
After a pause, she added, "in the name of King Yu."
"I…" Yan cenxuan's words had not yet had time to say, the flower on the street had already got up and left.
Yan cenxuan's face was stained with some helplessness, and there was some strange look in his eyes.
Only, and did not fall into the eyes of flowers….
Liu Zheng is quite busy recently, but after listening to what Mo Shanghua said, he just answered. The next morning, he went to the 13th Prince's residence and asked for pulse conditioning for Yan cenxuan.
In this way, the flower side also has a free time.
However, the imperial city has always been full of eventful people.
Lin Xiangyin's post came over before he had time to do what he was doing.
They were already unhappy before Lin Xiangyin's wedding and had little contact with each other. Why do they continue to send the invitation now?
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