Yan Mo Li's mind was full of twists and turns. He still endured and knelt down. "My son is incompetent. Please take her body seriously and let it go for a while."
Yan Moli was so gentle that empress Lin couldn't vent her anger. Her face softened slightly, but she didn't let him get up. "Things have come to this stage. Tell me what you think now."
Empress Lin didn't say Yan Moli, so she went on kneeling. She couldn't hear any resentment in her voice. "My son's minister has already made a response. After I went back, I immediately stopped Liu Qianqian. She took the initiative to make a thorough investigation of the events of that year, and gave an account to both Liu Xiang and his son."
What Yan Moli wants to marry is Liu Xiang's daughter. Now this daughter has become a fake, so he can be regarded as a victim.
Thinking of this, Yan Moli was a little calm in his heart. "To avoid the suspicion of his father, er Chen would recommend a smooth and neutral person to thoroughly investigate what happened in that year, and the people from Yuzhou would make them do more."
See Yan Mo Li conditioning so clear, empress Lin slightly gratified nodded, "never foot chaos, can also arrange things in good order, not in vain this palace to educate you."
"It's a good mother's upbringing." Yan Mo Li astringed his eyebrows and couldn't see the look in his eyes.
Empress Lin stood up and helped Yan Mo up in person. "I'll let your grandfather's family cover up for you. You must deal with this matter without leaking. You can't leave any flaws."
Yanbeicheng nodded, very clever, "please rest assured."
Empress Lin's eyes softened, and even her voice returned to its former gentleness. "Li Er, I have never had a child in my life. I only have a son like you. I only hope you will become a great treasure in the future. At that time, my mother and empress will all depend on you."
Yan Mo Li eye bottom quickly skims a touch of ridicule, the face is still obedient, "the mother to the son minister's upbringing grace, son minister never forget."
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moshanghua and Yan Beicheng were going to leave the palace, but before they left the palace gate, they saw Xue Xue standing beside the palace gate with a box.
As soon as he saw the flowers coming, Xue Xue covered her face and came up with a box.
"Princess Yu." She directly glanced over Yan Beicheng and looked at the flowers on the street. She didn't get up to salute.
Mo Shang flower cold Mou swept one eye Xue Xue, voice slightly cold, "Xue girl why so?"
If change to do in the past, only afraid Xue xuedang even if can't control, want to have a big quarrel with Mo Shanghua, today but surprisingly patience down.
"The son entrusted me to give it to the princess." Xue Xue's expressionless mouth, will rather know the words of a word does not leak the report, "the son asked, also asked the princess back to the house after the line check."
However, the box has not yet been sent to the hand of Mo Shanghua, it was cut down by Yan Beicheng.
Yan Beicheng took the box in one hand and pulled it up with a smile on his lips. "Miss Xue, if Shengzi has any intention to say it directly to his face, what is it to always send things like this? What your son sent last time made the princess unconscious. You'd better take it back. "
Then he threw the box back to Xue Xue.
Xue Xue quickly took the box, for fear that it might be broken. His delicate face was slightly angry, "Your Highness, you just don't accept it. What do you mean by such a waste?"
Yan North City Vision suddenly cold down, such as coagulation a layer of frost in general, "is what you see."
Finish saying, then a take the slender waist of the flower on the road, lift a step to leave.
Xue Xue has a pretty face and is very angry. All the boxes in the water almost fall out.
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Mo Shanghua looks back at Xue Xue, who is furious behind her. Her beautiful eyes are full of surprise.
When they got into the carriage and left the palace, she couldn't help saying, "why do you make such a show today?"
In person vanguard mang Bilu does not say, in front of Xue Xue also does not hide.
is everywhere in the palace. It is only half an hour's fear. It will be sent to the empress of the forest and the ears of various princes.
Yan Beicheng pulled Mo Shanghua into his arms and said: "if I don't show up gradually, I'm afraid I won't be able to gain a firm foothold in the court, and I have no reason to stay in the imperial city."
After a pause, he looked sideways, and the warm breath of his mouth was sprayed on the mellow and white earlobe of the flower, "it's naturally because of you."
**The feeling makes the flower shrink, and the earlobe turns red slightly.
Yan Beicheng didn't allow her to escape. She put her forehead on the flower's hair, and her voice suddenly dropped. "I see you lonely today, and I feel very sad. Mo'er, in the future, I won't let you suffer this humiliation."
Mo Shanghua's cool eyebrows and eyes burst into a smile, raised his hand and touched Yan Beicheng's smooth cheek, "it's such a feeling to be protected."
With a low smile, Yan Beicheng held her soft hand in his palm. "Is it very comfortable and happy?"
Mo Shanghua took his hand back, especially his duplicity, "I feel like a useless person, not happy at all.""Hard mouth." Yan Beicheng snorted a little discontentedly, and pulled Mo Shanghua back to his arms. "I'm afraid the next thing is the battle of the court. You'll have a good rest recently, and I'll take care of everything."
Mo Shanghua found a comfortable place to lean against in Yan Beicheng's arms and gently answered, "you just do what you want. I won't drag you back. It's just that you should pay more attention to yourself and deal with your identity as a national teacher, otherwise you will not be able to end up in the future. "
At present, it seems that the National Teacher's identity can bring a lot of convenience to Mo Shanghua, but if Yan Beicheng really succeeds in the future, this level of identity will inevitably become a nuisance.
Yan Beicheng had his own thoughts in his heart, so he only answered lazily.
At the moment, the most important thing for him is the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms.
"I want to see Liu Qianqian." Mo Shanghua leans in Yan Beicheng's arms and suddenly opens his mouth.
Yan Beicheng was not surprised. His voice was still lazy. "It's up to you. I'll help you. Just go."
He always knew himself so well.
In Mo Shanghua's heart, Microsoft, the whole person is relaxing in Yan Beicheng's arms. Yan Beicheng's powerful heartbeat makes her feel at ease.
Mo Shanghua sighed in her heart and could not help but whisper: "when everything is over, let's find a place to live a plain and peaceful life."
This kind of thought, if change to do ordinary she certainly can't, but today, she also don't know exactly is how, to this kind of life incomparably yearn for. I just want to grow old with Yanbei city.
But as soon as she said that, she regretted it.
Yan Beicheng has so many things on his back. If he is really successful, he will be in the position of the ninth five year plan.
Power fascinates the eye, when the time comes, how he is willing to leave everything behind.
Think of here, the smile of Mo Shanghua's lips is light, sit straight body.
Unexpectedly, just left the chest of Yanbei City, he was pulled back by Yanbei city and forced to press on his chest.
Overhead came the voice of the man slightly annoyed, "when did I say I didn't want to, how could you be so anxious to make a conclusion?"
It seems that something suddenly exploded in the air, full of joy, "what do you mean?"
In the eyes of a pair of deep well like secluded flowers on the street, suddenly she could not imagine the color of surprise.
Yan Beicheng looked down at Mo Shanghua, and ran into Mo Shanghua's eyes full of surprise. He couldn't help but hold her cheek and kiss her on the forehead.
Mo Shanghua also can't care about shyness, two hands embrace Yan Beicheng's neck, "what do you just mean?"
It's rare to see the appearance of Mo Shanghua. Yan Beicheng intended to tease him, so he deliberately changed the topic and teased him, "I think Liu Xiang will regret after today's event, and eight sedan chairs will come to recognize you and go back."
Mo flower smell speech, can't help but live in his waist twisted a, cold eyes swept in the past.
"Wrong, wrong." Yan Beicheng quickly begged for mercy. He took the flowers in the street without face and said: "I've been fighting for so many years. I'm tired of it. When everything is settled, I'll be a rich businessman, make money to support you and take you around."
Thinking of this scene, Yan Beicheng could not help but gently raised his lips, his eyes and brows were full of joy and expectation, "isn't it beautiful to live like this?"
The flowers on the street smell the words, the corners of the lips are not raised high, almost to the root of the ear.
"As you say." She leaned against Yan Beicheng's chest like a copper wall and opened her mouth gently.
Yan North City also hard to hide the joy in the heart, tightly embrace the flowers on the road.
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Mo Shanghua went to see Liu Qianqian who is now in Tianlao at night.
At that time, Liu Qianqian, who belonged to the imperial concubine of Ling, was stripped of all her luxurious clothes and jewelry. She had no hairpin on her hair, and was sitting in a corner of the prison in her dirty clothes.
The internal organs of the dungeon are in chaos, and Liu Qianqian is white. Your hands are dirty. Such dirty hands, but holding a clean letter.
She seemed to be very considerate of the letter. She only pinched a corner in her hands for fear that she might contaminate it.
The sound of opening the cell door and stepping on the withered grass did not arouse Liu Qianqian's mind. She was still sitting in the same place.
Mo Shanghua stands in front of Liu Qianqian and looks down at her. With a sweep of her eyes, she puts two extremely obvious words "Xiushu" in her hand.
"This smelly girl's life is cheap. As soon as she came in, someone sent a letter of divorce from King Ling's mansion. I don't think it's possible to turn over in the future. The princess saw it and came out earlier so as not to be affected by bad luck. " The prison head scolded at one side and went out first.
I don't know if it's the prison's words that stimulate Liu Qianqian, and her lips even evoke a smile of self mockery.
No ridicule, no ridicule, Mo Shanghua only looked at Liu Qianqian, abruptly asked: "do you love him so much?"
"Love?" Liu Qianqian squeezed the letter in his hand, and tears filled his eyes. "Yes, I love him, you can't imagine. I've given my whole heart to him since he pulled me out of such a dirty and dark place. "
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