Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1184
Mrs. Right was so startled that she could stuff an egg into her mouth, she asked Zhang Bingqian: "Qian'er, the man in the painting just now disappeared with Liang Yi in his arms. Who is he?"

"Mother don't need to panic about this matter, the eighth princess sent someone to the palace overnight, and sent a letter to this concubine."

Zhang Bingqian did not reveal the identity of Princess Mo Xiaowan Xueshanwu, but only mentioned something to reassure her father and mother.

"His name is Xie Qianhan, and he is the eldest son of Xueshanwu. According to the status of our Xuanyuan Dynasty, he is the eldest prince of Xueshanwu. The eighth concubine's righteous brother, Mo Qianxie, is from the Tianwu Chamber of Commerce. The eighth concubine once heard her The righteous brother said that the royal family in Xueshanwu only married one woman in their lifetime, and they were loyal and loyal."

Zhang Bingqian somehow became a queen, but she was still envious of Liangyi's belonging.

"Father, mother, Liang Yi is a blessed person."

Can marry the eldest prince of Xueshanwu?

How noble is the status?
Prime Minister Right and his wife were stunned again.

"Qian'er, how did she know the First Prince of Xueshanwu?"

"Send the Ninth Princess to get married, Liangyi was in danger, and fortunately the eldest prince rescued him, so this good relationship was established."

"So, he is still Liang Yi's lifesaver!"

With the backing of Xueshanwu, why are you afraid of Ruojia?
The right minister felt that his good son-in-law was born with the dignity and bearing, and such an outstanding man would marry only one woman in his life.

He couldn't bear to let Liangyi enter the palace.

But for the sake of the lives of the Right Prime Minister and Zhong Wang's Mansion, the two mansions had no choice but to use her alone in exchange for the safety of the Mansion.

How could that girl Liangyi find such a good home?
What a worthy son-in-law, what a worthy son-in-law!

How domineering that the woman who dared to touch him was really killed by her hand.

Prime Minister Right and Madam looked at each other in blank dismay, eager to chase that iceberg man and Liang Yi back.

Zhang Bingqian is pregnant, so it is not appropriate to run back and forth.

Since he came to Youxiang's mansion overnight, he will stay in the mansion for a day. The child in his belly is about to give birth, and Xuanyuan Xing's mother and concubine, Mo Yunran, is another powerful woman.

She still had a lot of whispers to Mrs. Youxiang, after tossing and tossing for half the night, she rested at Youxiang's mansion first.

The most proud thing is Mo Yunran.

Since Xuanyuan Shang became emperor, although she was canonized as a concubine, there was no one in the palace who flattered Qifeng Palace.

That bitch Nangongling, the late emperor competed with her when he was alive, and after the late emperor died, he flattered Qifeng Palace in every possible way, and lived a life of ease.

But she, because of Xuanyuan Xingzhong's identity, is the biggest threat to Xuanyuan Shang.

The palace man obviously called her a concubine, but he kept her food and clothing expenses as low as possible, and looked at her coldly behind her back.

If it weren't for Zhang Bingqian's exquisite appearance and sending people to help her, her life would be worse than that of a dog, and she would be looked down upon everywhere.

Now that Xuanyuan Shang has become the deposed emperor, the first thing she has to deal with is Nangong Ling.

Because Zhang Bingqian was pregnant, the harem was in her hands for the time being. When Mo Yunran woke up and became the queen mother, the first thing to clean up was Nangong Ling.

Early in the morning, in Yingyue Palace.

Mo Yunran took a sip of the tea made by the maid, looked at the whip that fell on Nangong Ling, and laughed wildly.

"Nangong Ling, you bastard, the late emperor always suppressed me, is this the fate of not having the prince by your side?"

Mo Yunran walked towards Nangong Ling, who was covered in blood, and pinched her bruised face: "Look at this beautiful little face? Does it hurt? The late emperor spoiled you so much, how could he let you go?"

(End of this chapter)