Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Chapter 122
Looking at Xiao Huairen, who was dressed in a python robe and tall and tall, Wen Hui's heart beat very fast.

In fact, at the beginning, even though Wen Hui knew that the prince would definitely be in the Sixth Court of Sangong in the future, and it was impossible to agree with her, she still expected the prince to respect, trust and pity her, and she had hoped for the prince.

It's just that the prince's bad words gradually cooled her heart, and the matter between the prince and Wen Shen made her even more disgusted, not to mention that after the Wen family fell from power, the prince allowed the side concubine to be domineering in front of her.

Seeing Wen Hui like this, Xiao Huairen thought she was nervous, and went to hold her hand reassuringly: "It's okay, I'm here."

The other two princes booed: "Hey, Brother Huang is starting to feel pity for his sister-in-law now?"

They echoed with their mouths, but their hearts were filled with disdain and disdain.

Wen Shilin's daughter is actually a beauty, tsk, Xiao Huairen is really lucky to have a beautiful girl and the help of the Wen family.

But whoever told him that even if he had no ability, he was still the eldest son of a serious son.

In the marriage between the prince and the princess, there would be no real people who would come and go to make trouble in the bridal chamber so blindly.After drinking the wine, after the crowd dispersed, someone came to help Wen Hui pick off the phoenix crown, earrings and hairpin bracelets. Xiao Huairen touched the fabric of Wen Hui's wedding dress with warm fingertips, and his voice was intimate: " take it easy."

Wen Hui choked for breath, her whole body tensed up, and then slowly softened.

She doesn't like the prince, but she is the princess now.And she will have a lovely daughter.

Seeing this, the two nuns hurriedly extinguished the candlelight, then carefully lowered the curtain and closed the door, and walked out quietly, leaving behind a beautiful spring scene.

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Wen Hui is indeed very busy these few days, busy taking over the imperial concubine of the Prince's Mansion, busy disciplining the side concubines and concubines who came in before her, and also busy building a reputation with the servants in the mansion...

Until the day of the appointment with Jiang Sheng and the others came, Wen Hui finally got some free time, changed into casual clothes and went to Zuixianlou to attend the appointment.

She had just gotten off the sedan chair at Zuixian Building, and someone seemed to recognize her, and took her directly to the box on the second floor from another path, saying that Jiang Xian and Jiang Sheng were waiting for her.

Arriving outside the box, Wen Hui asked the girl to wait outside, then took a deep breath and pushed open the door.When Jiang Xian heard the movement, his eyes moved away from the ledger and fell on her.

Wen Hui gently closed the door.

Seeing the two standing up in front of them, Jiang Xian pushed the box on the right, and a darker small room appeared inside.Jiang Xian walked in, as familiar with this box as if it was his own home.

Jiang Sheng called Wen Hui over: "It's safe to speak here."

The decoration inside is simple, the crescent table is attached to the wall, and there is a decoration like a palace lantern on the table. The middle cover is not like a candle, but it is brighter. A few rosewood armchairs are placed beside the table.After the secret door was closed, Jiang Xian said: "Tell me, what do you know, what can you help us, and what do you need us to help you with?"

Wen Hui sat on the armchair with her hands clasped between her legs, her forearms trembling slightly.She thought about it, and slowly told what she remembered: "In the 29th year of Xinghong, the emperor's body was not as good as before, but at the end of the year, the queen was deposed, the prince also fell because of the mutilation of his siblings, and the position of the crown prince was suspended. At the beginning of the year, with the Yan family as the third prince of the Yue family, he gained power and fought fiercely with King Yan, and the court was divided into two factions..."

In fact, as a princess, Wen Hui was trapped in the inner house, and what she knew was more about the jealousy in the inner house, and the disputes in the court were not very clear.

She paused, and was about to recall it more clearly, but she heard Jiang Xian ask: "King Yan, Xiao Huaijing?"

Xiao Huaijing is the son of the emperor's brother, so he is of royal blood, but he is disabled and cannot be the emperor.

Jiang Xian always knew that Xiao Huaijing wanted to pull the emperor down, but she thought that the other party would support a puppet.

Wen Hui nodded: "Everyone said that King Yan's leg was burned in a fire when he was a child, and the emperor felt very guilty about it..."

She laughed: "Until the 29th year of Xinghong, he stood up again in the Taiji Palace, saying that a famous doctor the emperor had found for him healed his leg. A force."

In order to show his kindness and generosity, the emperor had indeed been looking for a famous doctor for this nephew, but it was all superficial, and everyone was tacit about the reality.

And when King Yan stood in front of the Taiji Palace, everyone knew what was going on.

Xiao Huairen threw down the expensive tea set after going back, and cursed: "Shit! What kind of doctor healed the leg?!"

"I think he's just pretending!" Xiao Huairen sneered, "I can bear it. I've been pretending for more than ten years. I don't know how many imperial physicians my father has sent. I don't know what tricks he used to fool him!"

At this juncture, Xiao Huaijing openly said that his legs were healed, and he didn't even believe his toes if he didn't pay attention to the Xiao family!

Xiao Huairen was so angry that his chest hurt, thinking of Xiao Huaijing walking in front of him generously before leaving the palace, and how he seemed to regard himself as nothing, he was even more angry.

Originally, the third brother was incompetent, and the fourth brother was cowardly. Once the emperor died, it was a certainty that he would sit in that position!But looking at the Taiji Palace today, most of the people in the court are Xiao Huaijing's people.

Wen Hui was right next to Xiao Huairen at that time, and upon seeing this, she took the porcelain cup in Nanny's hand, handed it to Xiao Huairen and said softly, "Your Highness, drink some fire-reducing soup to calm down."

"Shuo Huo?!" Xiao Huairen looked at her suddenly, flung his sleeves as if venting, and the porcelain cup fell to the ground, and instantly shattered with a crisp sound.

"How do you ask me to lower my anger? Xiao Huaijing almost took this country away. What the hell did you ask me to lower my anger?! Help Wen Shilin up if you have the ability!" He sneered.

"I don't know why the queen mother chose you to be the crown princess. It's like a piece of wood. When I see you, I get annoyed. Go away!"

If it weren't for the fear that he would divorce his wife immediately after something happened to the Wen family, and those slanderous people in the court would complain that he didn't value friendship and embarrass him, or that the emperor would be dissatisfied with him when he heard the gossip at this critical moment... The position of the crown princess is Xiao Huairen Already gave it to someone else!

"Your Highness is right." After being humiliated, Wen Hui didn't show any anger on her face, she blessed Fushen and said, "The concubine has returned to Yuxiu Residence first."

Wen Hui turned around very slowly, she caught a glimpse of the shattered porcelain cup out of the corner of her eye, she lowered her head slightly to hide the smile on her lips.

Wen Shilin was found to be embezzled, and the Wen family had ransacked the house. Although she was lucky to escape as a married woman, she still has no status in the Prince's Mansion.

Seeing Xiao Huairen like this made her feel very happy.

Wen Hui's heart is clear, if one day Xiao Huairen ascends the throne, and she is determined not to be able to ascend the throne, then it's better to rot in the mud together.

When they arrived at Yuxiu Residence, their daughter Xiao Yanyu ran out with short legs to meet Wen Hui with a smile on her face, Wen Hui knelt down and hugged her up.

Looking at her daughter's immature face, Wen Hui's lips curled up.

If it wasn't for his daughter, he wouldn't want to stay in the prince's mansion for a moment.

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(End of this chapter)