The favorite of the royal group: the money-loving little ancestor soared to the top by selling talis

Chapter 236 Chapter 236: Your plans fail every time
Old Mr. Yang said it was disgusting and disgusting.

But she had to keep staring because she wanted to know who the wild man really was.

The little Yang family and the fake wise king in the room fell out of breath and fell on the bed, hugging each other to rest for a while.

They want to have a big fight later.

"Donglang, you come too often, I'm afraid something will go wrong."

"What are you afraid of? As long as I'm here, I'll take the secret path every time I come here."

"That's it, that's good. Please pay attention to your safety. I'm worried about you."

"You are still kind to me, little lady, unlike the dominatrix princess in the mansion who won't let me touch you. I really want to marry you into the mansion so that I won't be bored."

"Donglang, I want to marry you too. I'll be old if I wait a few more years."

"Silly girl, how come you are old? In my eyes, you are still the innocent, beautiful little girl you were twenty years ago. Fortunately, I met you, otherwise I really don't want to be a wise king, it would be boring."

"Donglang..."

Old Yang didn't listen to the rest of the words because she heard the word "Wise King".

Xiao Yang's adulterer is actually a wise king?
Since she was on this big tree twenty years ago, why didn't she marry the wise king?

Even if she can't be a princess, she can at least be a concubine.

And from what this wise king said, he seemed to love little Yang very much.

Why should she marry Shen Tianci?

Although a concubine is favored, he cannot be civilized or martial, and he cannot make money in business.

Ever since I was little, I have always been lazy about food, eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling.

Is there more benefits to marrying such a person than marrying a prince?

Otherwise, no matter how a normal person chooses, he will always choose the prince.

Old Yang was confused and couldn't figure out the stakes and conspiracy here.

Unexpectedly, another voice came from the room:

"Donglang, when will your plan be successful? I can't wait any longer. I seem to be following you."

"I am also anxious, but it is useless to be anxious. I will endure it for a few more years, less than three years. When the seventh prince Xuan Beichen takes the throne, we Huns will be able to win without a fight and take over the Central Plains."

"It's been so slow in the past two or three years. It's all Shen Hong's fault and the Cheng family's fault. Your plans have failed every time. I just don't know if the Cheng family can escape the charge of 'collaboration with the enemy and treason' in November."

"Don't worry! You are well prepared this time and you will succeed immediately."

"But the eleventh prince is not dead, the queen is in good health, and giving the emperor chronic poison has not been successful. This will not bring down the prince and the royal family. I was really angry when I saw him marrying the daughter of the Cheng family in a glamorous manner half a month ago. "

"Why are you angry? Wouldn't it be enough to let your little daughter marry the seventh prince in a few years? Wouldn't it be better to directly become the queen in the future?"

"Too……"

Old Yang, who was hiding outside the door, was saying: "Collaborating with the enemy and treason? Huns? By the way, I seem to have heard that the seventh prince's mother-in-law is a Huns."

Instantly understanding the stakes here, Old Yang's face turned pale, as bloodless as a dead person.

It turns out that the Huns wanted to invade Dai Viet and had been planning it in the country and the court for more than 20 years.

They tried to murder the eleventh prince, the emperor and the queen. Once they died, the sentimental prince would be in poor health and unable to compete for the throne.

When the time comes, the seventh prince will naturally ascend the throne.

By then, the country of Dayue will no longer be called Dayue, and there will be no more than a thousand members of the Xuan family.

The Huns will definitely kill everyone in the royal family and leave no one alive.

It is even possible to kill countless noble families and ordinary people who resist.

Because the Huns hated the Dai Viet people, and they didn't need tens of millions of Dai Viet people to get in their way.

Is Shen Shaosheng’s biological father a Huns? So he is also a Huns?
The more Old Yang thought about it, the more frightened he became. The Huns had made such a big move in this game, could Huns be able to survive it?

Now she is curious that Shen Qiqiong is the daughter of an adulterer? Or Shen Tianci's biological flesh and blood?
this point is very important. Just when Mrs. Yang continued to listen to the conversation in the room and was too focused, she originally pressed against the wooden door, but failed to control the distance. She accidentally bumped into the wooden door, making a clanging sound.

She was so frightened that she fell to the ground.

"Who's out there-"

The man's strong voice came out, scaring old Yang to the point of peeing.

"No, it's not me—"

She didn't know what she was afraid of, but she was trembling all over.

It was clear that the Duke Protector's Mansion was her home, the home she had lived in for decades.

As the hostess, she was extremely afraid that an adulterer would kill her.

"Could it be a wild cat?" Little Yang initially thought that the noise outside the house was a wild cat. This kind of thing has happened before.

It is spring now, and many wild cats will appear in the middle of the night calling for spring, and they will scratch the door on weekdays.

But when he heard the sound outside the door, little Yang knew what was going on outside the house and who the "wild cat" was.

"I got up and went to take a look. I don't know which servant it was, eavesdropping on our conversation." The fake wise king heard the human voice and sat up angrily, with a fierce expression on his face as if he wanted to kill someone.

"I'll go too. The person outside seems to be my mother-in-law, that is, my biological aunt. Donglang, can you let her go?"

Little Yang grabbed the fake king who had already put on his clothes and was about to get out of bed and put on his shoes.

After all, Old Yang is her biological aunt and her only elder.

Thirty years ago, without Lao Yang, she would have starved to death after losing her parents.

It was old Yang who took her back to the Protector's Mansion and took care of her as his own daughter and loved her.

"No!" The fake virtuous king turned back and stared at little Yang with cold and sinister eyes, and tried his best to shake off her hand.

"Tōro—don't—"

Little Yang was thrown onto the bed. She cried so hard that she didn't care that she had no clothes on. She was covered with a quilt and her feet were bare on the ground.

"Let her go! Donglang, I beg you, let her live... Donglang, she is crazy, she has been crazy for a long time, she has not heard anything, please let her go -"

"Shut up!" The fake wise king stood at the door, lowered his head, and his voice was as cold as an iceberg.

"Dong Lang——" Little Yang shouted loudly, tears falling to the ground.

The fake wise king suddenly pushed open the wooden door, and what came into view was a stout old woman crawling at the door.

There was a pool of smelly urine on the ground.

The fake wise king pinched his nose and stared at old Yang's back with disgust.

"It's not me...it's not me..." She crawled on the ground slowly, but in her eyes it was fast, and she thought she ran away.

"Dong Lang, I don't allow you to hurt my aunt." Little Yang rushed out wearing a bed sheet, and felt very distressed when he saw old Yang crawling on the ground.

"She must die." The fake king's eyes were cold, he raised his right foot, and kicked old Yang's back with all his strength.

"Ahhh-"

She was kicked out and fell down three stairs. She rolled several times for about three or four meters before finally stopping.

But the moment he stopped, his head hit the big water tank there.

"Boom-"

A dull voice sounded.

Old Yang closed his eyes and passed out.

"aunt--"

Little Yang stared dumbfounded at the scene happening in front of him, unable to accept the death of old Yang.

When she came to her senses and wanted to help old Yang, Prince Xian suddenly pulled her into the room.