At the moment, Liu Qianqian is surprisingly calm.
Mo Shanghua sneered, and she guessed her intention clearly. She said immediately, "are you trying to cover up for someone when you are so eager to admit your guilt?"
Liu Bohan was a little annoyed and said in a deep voice, "why is the princess so eager to be convicted?"
Don't wait for the flowers to bloom on the street, Yan Beicheng retorts impolitely, "shouldn't Liu Xiang care where his real daughter is?"
Liu Bohan choked when he was asked and his face turned pale. "That's why I dare to ask more questions."
Yan Beicheng didn't know that the person in front of him was the prime minister who occupied a great position in the court, and his words became more and more sharp.
"Liu Xiang's words are not so good. This kind of thing has to be examined by the Ministry of punishment. If Liu Xiang wants to know, he just needs to wait for the result. What's more, shouldn't Liu Xiang care about his crime of bullying the king now? "
Liu Qianqian pretends to be Liu Bohan's daughter. He is supposed to be the victim, but although he is concealed, he also tells the world, and takes Liu Qianqian to the palace in the name of his daughter many times.
Now that Liu Qianqian's identity has been exposed, he is naturally involved.
Even if you don't cheat your monarch, you will be ridiculed for your reputation of being old-fashioned and confused.
In the heart of Yan Beicheng's attitude is angry again, Liu Bohan still had to kneel down, "Your Majesty, I'm guilty!"
How could emperor Baorong really punish Liu Bohan for this? Holding a shelf, he said slowly, "Liu Xiang was forced by others. I won't investigate. You get up first."
"Thank you, Emperor." Liu Bohan said thanks, but he didn't get up. He looked at Baorong emperor sincerely. "My beloved daughter, who has been cherishing for a year, suddenly suffered such an accident. It's hard to accept in my heart for a moment. Please allow me to ask her a few words."
"Sure." Baorong emperor waved his hand and had no objection.
Liu Bohan looks at Liu Qianqian kneeling on the ground with complicated complexion, and his eyes stay on her delicate and soft cheek.
as like as two peas in the face of the young woman, how could it be wrong?
Liu Bohan forced to resist the surging emotion in his heart and asked in a low voice, "are you really a fake? But your looks and temperament are so much like her. "
In fact, Liu Qianqian doesn't like Liu Bohan in front of him. Seeing him ask this question at the moment, his answer is even more unfeeling. "Adults don't need to ask any more. I'm really a fake."
After a pause, she raised her hand and stroked her soft cheek. "As for this appearance, if it's not for this condition, how dare I take risks?"
Liu Bohan's complexion split in an instant, only his face was blue and angry, and his father's anxiety.
"What about my real daughter?"
In a word, his eyes turned uncontrollably to the flower's face.
The flower on the street turns her head coldly and doesn't intend to pay attention to it.
"Your daughter?" Liu Qianqian's resentment at the bottom of her eyes almost condensed into essence, and her face gradually went crazy. "She's not your daughter. Your real daughter has already died. You can't find her in this life. Ha ha ha ha…"
the more Liu Qianqian said, the more excited she was. At the end of the day, she was as mad as a madman. She sat on the ground laughing regardless of her image.
Empress Lin's eyebrows beat. She had a long night's dream. She even said, "what are you doing? You don't want to pull this madwoman down and put her in the prison."
Fortunately, Emperor Baorong didn't get upset. He rubbed his eyebrows and stood up. "Master Ning Xian, follow me to Yangxin hall, and the rest will be handed over to the queen. I will ask someone to tell you later who will thoroughly investigate this matter."
"To your majesty." All the people got up to salute, only Ning knew one person, walking leisurely and slowly behind Baorong emperor, not smiling, the corners of his lips also contained a third smile.
Before leaving the hall, he turned back and took a deep look at the flowers on the street.
The flowers on the street were in the mist at his glance, and he was particularly confused.
Yan Beicheng put this scene into his eyes, slightly clenched the hand of Mo Shanghua, and his eyes were a little dark.
Liu Qianqian was dragged out, but Liu Bohan hasn't recovered from the recent accident.
For a long time, he turned his head and looked at the flowers in the street.
"The prime minister sees what I do. Liu Qianqian just now. No, she doesn't deserve to be called Liu Qianqian now. But she said, "your own daughter has died long ago, and I'm not your daughter." Let Liu Bohan what expression emotion, Mo Shanghua, face no waves, face no expression.
The real Liu Qianqian has long died under Liu Bohan's distrust and in the cold right prime minister's house.
Today's she, Mo Shanghua, everything is to revenge for Liu Qianqian, and will not have too much involvement with Liu Bohan.
It is the body of his own father, his own mother can not!
Liu Bohan heard the speech, the blue veins on his face jumped and retorted angrily, "don't treat me as if I don't know. What she said is only the scene Kung Fu, and the truth may not be the case.""Liu Xiang, I'm really curious now. How much love do you have for your daughter? How true and how false is it? "
His own daughter was framed and robbed of her identity. As his own father, he didn't care where his real daughter was going, but here he argued with her, who might be his own daughter.
It's ridiculous.
Liu Bohan seems to be stung by the words of flowers on the street. He looks at the eyebrows and eyes of flowers on the street, and his heart rises out of control with some fear and even regret.
For a time, I couldn't speak any more, and the look of flowers on the street was very complicated.
To be honest, Mo Shanghua is not totally different from her mother.
, as like as two peas in her eyes, is exactly alike to her mother. She has never experienced a bad temper before, and is also a gentle and kindly daughter.
And Liu Qianqian, although everything looks like this, it's just the appearance she pretends.
Now it seems that the current affairs of Mo Shanghua are all framed.
But Liu Bohan fell out with Mo Shanghua before, how can he pull down this old face?
Yan Beicheng, standing beside the flower on the street, seemed to see through Liu Bohan's mind. With a sneer, he said, "who was the prime minister's wife killed in those years? I will tell my father and emperor, thoroughly investigate what happened in those years, and return the princess's innocence."
The idea in the heart is suddenly exposed, Liu Bohan's old face is slightly hot, unexpectedly surprisingly approved Yan Beicheng's words.
His mind is very clear, Liu Qianqian has been useless, but Mo Shanghua is still the flourishing Princess Yu.
If you can return Mo Shanghua's innocence, I'm not betraying Mo Shanghua's mother when I recognize her daughter, and I won't continue to be so stiff.
After all, he has no children. If he is old this year, only his daughter can find some convenience for him.
If at this time the Mo Shanghua knows Liu Bohan's inner thoughts, I'm afraid that she will turn over on the spot and break the last trace of family affection.
Unfortunately, Mo Shanghua didn't know what he was thinking.
Now she has been yanbeicheng regardless of the eyes of the people holding hands to carry away.
However, at the moment, people don't have too much energy to pay attention to whether the rumors about discord between their husband and wife are true or false.
Empress Lin is also very tired after experiencing this. She tells Yan Moli that she will go to the side hall later and then go there first.
In such a big main hall, there were only two Yan Mo Li and his wife left for a while.
Although Lin Xiangyin was very happy about Liu Qianqian's sudden arrest, she changed her face immediately.
For one thing, Liu Qianqian's identity has been torn down, and she is no longer the daughter of an official. If she is punished, what will happen if she reveals her cooperation?
Second, even if Lin Xiangyin's identity has been torn down, she is still the concubine of Ling palace. They can't leave Ling palace anyway.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiangyin was worried and frowned, "watch, Lord, what should we do now? This slut is going to implicate us. "
Yan Moli, who was quite considerate to her in the past, now frowned and looked gloomy.
Smell speech, even don't look at her, only coldly drop a sentence, "you don't have to care about anything, now go back to the palace to ban foot, sincerely repent."
After that, he walked away.
"Cousin…" Lin Xiangyin couldn't express her grievance in her heart, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Unfortunately, Yan Mo didn't look back. In a twinkling of an eye, he came out of the hall. Lin Xiangyin was the only one standing in the hall, quite at a loss.
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in the side hall of Kunning palace, empress Lin retreated from the public and discussed with Yan Moli alone.
Today's event has completely exceeded empress Lin's expectation. Now that there is no one else, her anger can no longer be controlled.
A teacup was swept to the ground by her
"bang", the tea splashed and the broken porcelain pieces fell all over the floor.
Yan Moli seemed to have been used to empress Lin's temperament. He stepped back a little, lowered his eyes to cover the gloom in his eyes, and said in a warm voice: "mother, stop being angry, don't hurt yourself."
As the Queen's adopted son, he can't be willful like his parents. He must be obedient.
The anger on empress Lin's face was not relieved by Yan Moli's consolation. She yelled, "what's the matter with you? I can't take care of things in the inner house, which makes things so difficult to cover up. "
Empress Lin was sitting on the throne, a mature face with lingering charm, full of anger.
"It's just that our palace lost face because of this, but you didn't even keep Liu Qianqian's real identity, and let Mo Shanghua expose it. What if we had a thorough investigation of that year's affairs and implicated you? Stupid. It's really stupid. I've taught you nothing for so many years. "
Yan Mo Li hangs down the hand of the body side can't help slowly tightening, the low eyes are full of intolerable fire.That's how he came over all these years.
But for a moment, he became emperor one day, and empress Lin never dared to look down upon him like that.
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