Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 249 It's just a show, you are too real!
Dazheng Posthouse.

Amon's eyes straightened, and his eyeballs wouldn't even move.

A man and a woman who were alive and well a few days ago are now as dead as silkworms, with dull eyes and no love for life.

And both of them had welts on their bodies.

Especially Chen Piaopiao, his arms were still bloody, and his wrist was also bloody. Those who didn't know it thought they had walked through hell.

No, it can't be like that, because they can't go through it at all.

One of my legs is lame and I can't even stand firmly. How can I walk?
Seeing that Amon didn't move, Hu Bao asked, "What's the matter, isn't it a pick-up?"

Amon glanced at the two of them, really embarrassed.

"I have to wear it, but how to wear it is a problem!"

Hu Bao slapped his forehead and quickly threw two crutches over.

Chen Piaopiao and Zhao Dayi picked one up, although they had never used it before, it was very unfamiliar and difficult, but they were able to walk in the end.

Just take a few steps and fall.

There were injuries all over his body, and his whole body felt like it was torn apart when he fell again. The howling sound scared away the birds on the tree in the post house, and even dropped a few feathers when they fluttered.

Amon originally wanted to tie them together with a rope, like a grasshopper, but this situation seemed unnecessary.Even an uninjured cripple could catch up to them, let alone him!
"Let's go?" He hummed two words from his nose, hugged his sword, and led the way ahead.

Zhao Dayou, who has a deep knowledge of current affairs, is a hero, so he hurriedly said "Hey".At this moment, in his opinion, Amon was cuter than anyone in the post house.

Amon admired his strength even after being injured like this and having such a clear voice.

"Hero, where are you taking us?" Zhao Dayou smiled, although Amon, who was striding ahead, couldn't see him at all.

"Enter the palace."

Zhao Dayou almost couldn't hold on, can he still enter the palace in this life?
"Is it the imperial palace?"

Amon asked back: "Otherwise?"

Chen Piaopiao had more and more doubts in her heart. When she was Ling Lie's concubine, she was not honored to enter the palace. Why did she enter the palace now?

So it is the nobleman in the palace who wants to see her?
who can that be?

Why do you want to see her?

Suddenly thinking of what A Yun said that she would soon see her lost son, she panicked, how would she see her son after entering the palace?
Immediately stopped, shouting hysterically: "I don't want to enter the palace, I don't want to enter the palace"

Amon raised his brows, and pointed at her with the scabbard: "This is up to you? If you don't leave, I will kill you directly!"

kill her?

If you kill her, you will never see your son again.

Tears welled up in Chen Piaopiao's eyes, and they fell on his unwashed face, which was dirty.

Amon turned his head in disgust: "Go faster, don't delay my work!"

Anping Hou Mansion.

"Miss, the woman that Aunt Ling met that day was on the long street and was being escorted together with that man. Her whole body was injured and her legs were still limping."

Li Muqing was overjoyed, the many days of squatting finally paid off, she rewarded a piece of silver, and ran to find Du Chunhua.

Du Chunhua was drinking chicken soup with Suisui, when she saw Li Muqing coming, she hurriedly invited her to join them.

"Sister, this chicken soup has been stewed for several hours, it's time to mend it, let me have a bowl!"

He couldn't help saying that he served her a bowl and put a chicken leg.

This enthusiasm caught Li Muqing off guard, and she couldn't resist, so she had to take a few sips.

"Sister-in-law, I have something to do with you, Tang is not in a hurry."

But Du Chunhua said: "Nothing is more important than eating, especially such fresh soup. Have you heard that saying? There are so many melancholy in the world, all you need is a bowl of chicken soup, drink it quickly, and fill it up after you drink it."

Li Muqing said that she had never heard of this sentence, but she really understood why Du Chunhua's face was so round.

No wonder she said that whether a woman is doing well or not has nothing to do with a man.

Not only is it okay, but the husband seems to be redundant!
It was hard to finish a bowl of soup, but Li Muqing couldn't eat the chicken leg anymore.

Seeing that Du Chunhua wanted to serve her another bowl, she hurriedly stopped her.

"Sister-in-law, let's talk about things first! The slovenly woman Lingrou saw that day appeared again, and it's time for us to do something."

Du Chunhua stopped drinking the soup, and dragged her to Lingrou's yard.

Lingrou just went to Ling Mansion to meet her younger brother the day before yesterday, and she was overjoyed to learn that he had told her father about her mother, and she finally let go of her heart.

"Dandan, so many petals have fallen, why don't you know how to clean them up?"

"The servant will clean up now."

Dandan just took a broom to sweep it, when she heard a disgusted voice: "How do you work? The dust is all on Mrs. Ben's shoes!"

When Dandan saw it was Du Chunhua, she quickly knelt down and pleaded guilty: "I'm sorry, Young Madam, I have made a mistake, please Young Madam, please punish me!"

Dandan's heart was full of ups and downs. She had little contact with Du Chunhua, but she knew that she always made things difficult for Ling Rou.

She is Ling Rou's servant girl, and if she wants to go hungry, she won't be able to run away.

When I was frightened, I only heard Du Chunhua's lazy voice: "Okay, get up, be more careful next time!"

"Yes, yes, thank you, Young Madam, for your forgiveness."

Du Chunhua stomped her feet, brushed the dust off her clothes, and walked towards Ling Rou with Li Muqing on her arm.

"Aunt Ling, the weather is fine today. Accompany me and Miss to go shopping and buy some clothes for autumn clothes. After all, you are also a member of our house. You are dressed so gorgeously, you are not at all prudent. Choose some plain clothes!"

Ling Rou knew that she must have no good intentions, so she covered her forehead and said, "Young Madam, I feel a little uncomfortable, can I not go?"

Du Chunhua snorted, her little eyes were full of disbelief.

The handkerchief waved: "Do you know why you are uncomfortable? How can you be comfortable if you lie there without moving after eating? According to me, you are still used to being pampered. If you work harder, all diseases will disappear! If you don't want to go shopping , just wash clothes, chop firewood, and cook at home to keep you healthy!"

Ling Rou secretly gritted her teeth, and in her heart she greeted all eight generations of her ancestors.

"I feel better now, and it's my duty to accompany my wife, so let's go now."

"Well, bring a fan, the weather is hot, fan me and the lady."

Ling Rou responded respectfully, wishing to use this fan to blow these two annoying women away.

On the carriage, Ling Rou fanned Du Chunhua and Li Muqing at other times, and was very busy.

Whenever this happens, she hates it.

The one who hated Li Muyun didn't take it seriously. If he insisted on marrying her back then, how could there be a later story?
How could she be a lowly concubine, a dignified lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and also serve the official wife who was born as a maid in the handyman's house and the sister-in-law who was born as a concubine?

He hates Ling Lie's favoritism, if he takes good care of her more and puts pressure on Li Wuhua, she is the young wife of the Hou Fu at this time, so how can it be the turn of a cat and a dog to support her?

I hate that Ling Yue has a better life than her. In the past, she was obviously inferior to her in everything, but now she surpasses her in everything. Even the unattainable young talents in the capital admire her!
"Aunt Ling, why don't you move? Will you serve others?"

Du Chunhua's displeased voice pulled her back from her thoughts, and continued to play the fan reluctantly.

Du Chunhua grabbed the fan with her fat hand, and cursed: "I can't do anything well, and it just adds to the trouble. Forget it, get out of the car and walk."

Looking at her muscular back, Ling Rou sneered contemptuously, met Li Muqing's deep eyes, stopped her sneer, and began to worry whether she would sue Du Chunhua.

Strangely not.

She lowered her head and followed, like an angry maid.

"Hey, sister, look, did those two people commit some serious crimes? It's like parading in the street!"

Li Muqing also pretended to be astonished: "Oh, my body is full of injuries, and my legs are still limping. Sister-in-law, let's stop watching, it's too sloppy!"

Du Chunhua took her to walk a few steps quickly, and took a closer look.

Li Muqing's face changed drastically, as if she had seen a ghost.

Du Chunhua lowered her voice: "Sister, it's just acting, you are too real!"

Li Muqing didn't act, she had seen Chen Piaopiao before, and seeing her dirty and filthy appearance, she was really frightened.

"Aunt Ling, is she your biological mother?" Her voice was neither high nor low, but it was enough for people around to hear.

Including Chen Piaopiao who is struggling on crutches.

(End of this chapter)