Princess, be nice

Chapter 452

Xie Ci's usually gentle and gentle voice was now full of indescribable coldness and storm.

Even if she didn't look at it, Yue Qingrong knew who was in the sack.

With dim eyes, he raised his hand and stepped back.

"You go out first."

"You are not allowed to leave." Xie Ci's cold voice spread throughout the room.

Suddenly...

The maidservants in the room knelt down in unison.

The son of the world has never lost such a big temper, and now he treats the princess like this...

"Ci'er, are you going to force the concubine mother to death?" Yue Qingrong said every word, with determination imprinted in her phoenix eyes similar in shape to Xie Ci.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Xie Ci said coldly, "Everyone go out."

"Yes!"

The people in the room were all running out of the room, the air pressure of Shizi was too low, if it was too late, they might die.

Soon, apart from thanking the mother and son, only Yin Yi was left standing in the room.

"Untie the sack."

Thank you lightly.

Yin Yi swiftly tore apart the sack, revealing Luo Zhen inside who was supposed to commit suicide in fear of crime.

With her acupuncture points sealed, she looked at Yue Qingrong with a look of despair.

Xie Ci's voice became colder and colder, "Is there anything Mother Concubine wants to say to her son?"

Yue Qingrong met his eyes with a tired expression, "Ci'er, mother and concubine are all for your own good."

"What the mother and concubine are doing for the benefit of the son is to put the Prince Yu's mansion in a dangerous situation." Xie Ci said every word, with a deep tone, "Murdering the great monk of the Thousand Buddha Temple and murdering the current Seventh Prince, no matter what crime you are charged with, it is enough for the Prince Yu Let's eat a pot."

"There are so many nobles in Pingcheng staring at the Prince Yu's mansion, but the mother and concubine are kind, and she forced the handle to the door. Is this what the mother and concubine said to be good to her son?"

Yue Qingrong didn't know what happened in Qianfo Temple. Hearing Xie Ci's words at this time, his expression was calm, "I didn't send someone to murder the prince, I clearly just wanted to..."

"Is it just to hold back your son?" Xie Ci mocked with a laugh, "What are you doing to hold your son back? In order to help your son divorce Yuanyuan, you choose another wife."

Words stamp the heart.

Yueqing's thoughts are in every sentence.

Yue Qingrong closed her eyes, but when she opened them again, she regained her composure.

She did the right thing, she did it all for Ci'er.

"Ci'er, even if you hate your mother and concubine, you must make peace with the daughter of the Yuan family! You cannot be together!"

Be categorical and leave no stone unturned.

"If the son must be her." Xie Ci said this without hesitation, and his heart was slightly shocked.

Since when did he have to have her?

Thinking of this, Xie Ci frowned slightly.

Yue Qingrong didn't seem to have thought that her son was still a lover, and also Jiang Nuan's daughter.

"You can marry whoever you want, but you can't marry Jiang Nuan's daughter!"

Seeing that Yue Qing's face was on the verge of madness, and her previous graceful and luxurious posture was no longer there, Xie Ci sensed that something was wrong.

He raised his hand to support her shoulder, "Mufei, Mufei, calm down."

Yue Qing's eyes were red, and she pinched Xie Ci's wrist with her armored hand, as if crying blood, she growled, "Ci'er, Yuan Changhuan is your sister, how can you marry her!"

"younger sister?"

Xie Ci's thin lips twitched slightly, a trace of complexity slid across his clear and picturesque face, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "Mother Concubine, don't you have hysteria."

"Yin Yi, doctor of Xuanfu!"

"No, I don't, Ci'er, listen to my concubine mother." Yue Qingrong grabbed Xie Ci's hand more and more forcefully, her voice was low and hoarse, as if crying, "Concubine mother saw it with her own eyes back then, she is you younger sister!"

(End of this chapter)