My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Three people and six eyes, competing against each other.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, but Ning Mozhang behind the curtain suddenly shouted, "Ah, ah, be gentle! Female doctor, please be gentle!!"

He was lying on the small couch specially prepared for patients on weekdays, his upper body was bare, and there were dark red bruises on his bare back, which looked like they were left by bamboo sticks or rulers.

Royal rules place great importance on face, so when I felt the gazes of several people moving towards me, I immediately buried my face into the pillow in shame, trying to avoid him like an ostrich.

Yan Conling's eyes widened and he subconsciously looked at that person, "Did you really hit him?"

I can't tell that it's so fun to play.

All sent to the hospital...

The two have been at each other's throats for many years and can basically understand each other's underlying meaning. He Yaoguang's forehead twitched and he said angrily, "Yan Conling, are you sick? After getting married to your vixen, what are you thinking about?"

The volume soared with rage.

When she heard the word vixen, Yan Conling raised her hand to impose a gag order on her.

Among the five people present, only Ning Mozhang didn't know that Lou Qixue was a demon.

But if he knew it alone, things would be serious. At this time, even Ning Mingche almost jumped up, and his eyes subconsciously glanced inward.

The old emperor was very fond of his family, and Concubine Yao only had one son, so he was as pampered as his eyes. At this moment, under Baizhu's hands, he was like a pig that was tied up and could only squeal and squeal.

But this didn't stop him from listening to the gossip.

"Vixen? Miss Yan's husband, I have met by chance. Lanyan is a disaster, rare in the world. He can indeed bear these three words... Wow! Wow!"

He perfectly eschews literal meaning.

He Yaoguang rolled his eyes, but this time he just gestured with his lips and spoke concisely.

——Ning Mozhang doesn’t have that kind of brain at all.

He was well protected by Concubine Yao, and he was an ambassador of peace who was immersed in the respect of brothers and sisters.

"How did the prince get this injury?"

Yan Conling asked her doubts, and the other party buried her head in the pillow even more.

"My mother-in-law beat me."

Now even Ning Mingche was depressed and turned around, "Noble concubine?"

Concubine Yao was afraid that her son would lose a hair, so how could she be willing to do such a heavy hand?

"Uncle Liu Huang, what on earth have you committed?"

"Che'er, you don't know." Ning Mozhang said with a bitter look on his face, "Father has decreed that I should be the crown prince. I really don't want to be the prince, so I thought of going to my father to beg him. Take back this imperial edict."

"I didn't expect that my mother and concubine wouldn't let me do it. I can talk about the rest, but how can I be the prince? A group of people stare at me every day. If I don't do it well, I might become the last emperor. I will be scolded every day by being written on the book. ."

Touching his neck, he was very self-aware, "I didn't expect that the mother-in-law would be so angry."

"While beating me, I cried and said, if I don't agree, the bones of her and my mother and son will have to be buried in the palace... Alas, the mother-in-law is old after all." He would rather think that Yao Guifei is old and dizzy than Think elsewhere.

Now I finally understood why He Yaoguang dared to speak like that.

There is no harm without comparison, and she suddenly felt that Lou Qixue was pretty good. He looks good and his brain is much more normal.

Ning Mozhang was still pouring out his bitterness, "My mother-in-law couldn't persuade me, so she called on the princess to persuade me. But without saying a word, she came over and gave me a slap in the face."

Under normal operation, He Yaoguang treats everyone like this. Yan Coniling glanced back, who frowned slightly, with an expression full of disgust, "It's my rule to do things with money." It was also the rule for the poor guys in their Demon Suppressing Division.

Concubine Yao came to her just to protect her son.

Now Empress Wu is watching her with eager eyes, even more afraid that she will be offended and killed immediately.

Yan Conngling: "You want to take him back to the Demon Suppression Division to recuperate?"

When in doubt, speak in an affirmative tone. Before He Yaoguang could answer, Ning Mozhang, who was sitting on the couch, suddenly raised his head, "Why are you going to the Demon Suppression Department? Why can't I return to the palace...ah!"

He Yaoguang punched him in the face and said, "Anjing will be your coward, I have the final say where you go!"

The other party was as quiet as a chicken and said nothing.

It can be seen from the current situation that this prince has no dignity or right to speak.

He Yaoguang motioned for her to talk outside. Before going out, Yan Conling unexpectedly looked back a few more times. The Sixth King looked soft and squeamish, but he didn't expect to be able to resist being beaten...

When they arrived outside, He Yaoguang said straight to the point, "Concubine Yao gave me a sum of money that I will never spend until my death, and asked me to take Ning Mozhang to a safe place and hide it first."

So the few spankings she gave were not entirely due to itchy hands, but also partly due to the natural flow of the situation.

"He is stupid and weak, and can't protect himself at all. If he accidentally crushes an insect when he wakes up early, he will hide in the room and weep silently. He is completely incapable of the abilities of the other princes, not even the Great Prince."

After scolding two people for a while, this person still maintained his original aggression.

Yan Conling asked more, "What about Concubine Yao?" Xie Sui has a volatile temperament. After being exposed to this trick by them, there is no guarantee that Empress Wu will jump over the wall and bite people randomly.

"She claimed she was sick, but it's not clear whether it helped."

Looking at Qiuyan who was about to move south under the eaves, He Yaoguang's tone changed slightly, "She is not a good person, but she regards herself as a mother first and a noble concubine second."

Yan Conling quietly observed her expression and asked, "After this, you want to go back?"

"What else?" The other person looked like she was talking nonsense, "And then you stay with that idiot Ning Mozhang? Do you think everyone is like you, making a fake show and getting stuck and unable to get rid of him?"

She actually knew that she got married just for show...

Seeing the thoughts on her face, He Yaoguang folded his arms and snorted coldly, "Yan Conling, I'm not stupid. With your virtue, can you like a goblin?"

He really underestimated her, "Then you still..."

He Yaoguang: "Concubine Yao promised me a box of gold."

To put it bluntly.

Both fell silent.

"Yan Conling, I beat you this time." Wealth and freedom were realized earlier than her.

With nothing to say, Yan Conling just smiled and said, "I'm optimistic about your gold. I won't take the usual path."

"???"

"Ha." In the cold wind, He Yaoguang's sneer seemed particularly clear and abrupt, "This fake show of yours can be considered real now, right?"

Opening her eyes slightly, Yan Conling didn't want to talk about this topic, "I owe him a favor..."

She wanted to hide, but the other party dodged and stood in front of her. His eyes were clear and sharp, and his words were sharp and to the point, "Yan Conling, how do you return favors like this? Can you really distinguish between kindness and personal affection?"

The swallows whisper, the autumn wind suddenly blows, and prosperity turns to prosperity in just a moment. Yan Conling was forced to lean her back against the wall, clutching the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, and was speechless for a long time.