A tyrant develops a daily life

Chapter 101 Confession
Murong Feng was dumbfounded.

Gu Qingluan narrowed his eyes, leaned closer to him, and said "filled with righteous indignation": "He, when he saw me, he said that I looked like his deceased princess, and that it must be the soul of her dead wife who possessed me, so he put it on me." I brought it to the capital."

Murong Feng was stunned by Gu Qingluan's shock: "He...is he so...shameless?"

"It's more than shameless? It's despicable and full of evil!" Gu Qingluan said, and patted Murong Feng's shoulder lightly, "You will see it soon, don't be fooled by him, understand? If he dares to threaten you, Just tell him, if you dare to touch a hair of yours, Jing'er will never recognize him in this life."

Murong Feng opened his mouth: "But he is Jing'er's biological father after all..."

Gu Qingluan interrupted him coldly: "It was also the culprit who pushed Jing'er down the cliff. Didn't you see that woman lying in a pool of blood? He was the one who allowed the Beiliang people to push her down." Seeing Murong Feng thinking After questioning, he quickly stopped and said, "Don't ask too much about what happened back then, I... I heard it from Ms. Lin, so don't tell Ms. Lin to blackmail her."

Murong Feng nodded, and slowly let go of his fist buried in his wide sleeve: "I see, Qingluan, no matter what that bastard says, I won't give you up to him."

In another room, King Jing and Jingxi were sitting on the floor. Jingxi's expression was rarely solemn, but there was a hint of joy that couldn't be concealed in the solemnity, which was even more joyful than when he was told that he had found his younger brother. Could it be... Is there anything more worthy of joy?King Jing secretly looked forward to it.

Jingxi's eyes moved, but he didn't open his mouth. Instead, he walked to the door and opened it. Lin Miaomiao, who was stuck on the door, fell in unsteadily. Jingxi looked at the girl who fell into her arms. Lin Miaomiao, but Lin Miaomiao didn't dare to look at him, she lowered her head, and mumbled, "Then what... I... I just want to ask if you are hungry, and if you want some supper."

Jingxi couldn't see her insincere words, when he was talking to his mother and concubine just now, he listened to the conversation between this girl and Huiren verbatim.

"You come in too," he said.

Lin Miaomiao was startled: "I..." After a pause, she said with a smile: "You misunderstood, I definitely didn't mean to eavesdrop, I really came to ask you if you want to eat supper, I..."

Bang!
The door was closed by Jingxi.

Lin Miaomiao pursed her lips, bravely walked to the small table, and bowed to King Jing first: "My lord."

King Jing smiled gently: "Sit down, you are not an outsider, there is nothing we cannot let you know."

Lin Miaomiao sat down as she said.

Jing Xi sat beside her and looked at King Jing steadily: "What I'm talking about is related to the concubine mother."

King Jing's complexion changed: "What's wrong with your mother and concubine?"

Jingxi said solemnly: "Before I tell my father, I hope that my father can promise me one thing, whether it is about recognizing my younger brother or what I am about to tell my father, my father is not allowed to discuss with us." Anyone other than mention it, anyone, including your own elder brother, the current Holy Majesty."

King Jing: "Xi'er..."

Jing Xidan said: "This is not a request, but a condition. If the father can't do it, I will immediately send someone to send my brother back to Yancheng. From then on, he will never have anything to do with King Jing's mansion. As for the matter of the mother and concubine, I will neither Talk to you a little longer."

King Jing's eyes were dimmed by his son's almost threatening words. He looked at Jing Xi, and Jing Xi looked into his eyes without fear. The persistence in those eyes made him realize that his son was not joking with him. No matter the prestige in the army or the influence of the capital, they are not as good as a son in his prime. If the son says to send people away, he will be able to send them away without anyone noticing. Can't see, can't see.He didn't understand why his filial son suddenly treated him like this, but he still nodded in compromise because of his concern for the mother and son.

Jing Xi said to Lin Miaomiao lightly, "You too." He was not as solemn as he was to King Jing.

Lin Miaomiao nodded obediently. Although she was a bit stupid, her tone was always tight, and she would never let out a word that should not be said.

Jing Xi pondered for a while, and told the two of Gu Qingluan's identity.

A quarter of an hour later, King Jing stumbled into the room where Murong Feng and Gu Qingluan were staying: "Qingluan! Qingluan! Qingluan!"

Murong Feng stopped him: "What are you doing?"

King Jing's eyes were red: "I'm looking for Qingluan, get out of the way!"

Murong Feng refused to give in, and said stubbornly: "She is my fiancée, you are not allowed to look for her."

King Jing yelled angrily: "She is my concubine!" Although, this is really shocking, and the son's silence is strange, but how can there be any lies in what the son said?

Murong Feng said expressionlessly: "The names are the same, but Concubine Jing has passed away. Even if she has not passed away, she will be in her 30s this year. My fiancée is only [-] years old. My lord, your excuse is too clumsy."

"Monk! Why did you talk to this king? Believe it or not, this king sentenced you to death?!" King Jing was anxious to see Gu Qingluan, but was blocked by Murong Feng for a while, almost furious.

But Murong Feng didn't mean to back down or give in: "Even if you kill me, there is still Jing'er. We father and son will never let you snatch Qingluan home and become a third-party concubine!"

"The first...the third room...my concubine?" King Jing's neck started to hurt. At first he still had a little bit of disbelief, but after listening to the monk's words, he was completely sure that the person was Gu Qingluan , besides her, who else would dare to smear him like this?He pressed his neck and said with a smile: "Although her name is Gu Qingluan, the soul of the king's wife is contained in her body, do you understand?"

Murong Feng snorted: "I knew you would say that! Clumsy!"

King Jing's neck hurt even more: "My king... I have found my wife and children... I'm in a good mood, so I don't want to get angry with you. You just have to remember that Qingluan is my king's man. Seeing that you have something to do with Jing'er For the sake of grace, this king does not care about your crime of disrespect, but if you are sensible, don't pester Qingluan anymore, otherwise, this king will let you know that sometimes this king is not such a good person to get along with."

After saying that, King Jing walked out of the room covering his aching neck.

King Jing searched around in the yard, but he couldn't find Gu Qingluan. He was anxious to see her, but she was desperately avoiding him. Well, let's see how long she can hide!
In the bright room, night pearls and candles compete for brilliance.

Lin Miaomiao lay on the small table, opened her watery eyes, and quietly looked at the young man opposite: "You are really a little tyrant brother, this nose, these eyebrows are so similar."

If it weren't for the three-year difference between the two, anyone who looked at them would think they were twins. Of course, if you look carefully, you can still see a slight difference, such as skin color, which looks similar at night. Turn on all the lights. , you will find that the little monk is whiter and tenderer than the little tyrant, after all, he has not experienced the erosion of wind and sand; and then there are eyes, the little tyrant's eyes are wise and cold, revealing the domineering and awe-inspiring superiority, while the little monk is much more innocent, ignorant and ignorant , like a little butter bun, people can't help but want to pinch, pinch, pinch again.

Don't dare to pinch the little tyrant, pinching the younger brother is also good.

Lin Miaomiao gave an evil smile, and pinched the little monk's tofu-like face.

How come I haven't seen such a cute little brother in my previous life?If there was him, the palace might be much more lively, and the queen mother would not be bored in the room all day long, accompanying the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha.

Where did the change happen, which led to the difference between the past life and the present life?

Princess' death?
That's right, the princess in the previous life had no relationship with Fu Wangshu, and lived peacefully in the palace, but the real Gu Qingluan probably died of the serious illness in July this year.She didn't go to the temple with her family to wipe the death card for the princess, and Pei Lang didn't bring Xiaoyun to look for her before. No dealer abducted Xiaoyun into the brothel, and no princess was reborn on Gu Qingluan to expose the crimes of the brothel.Perhaps Murong Feng also came to the capital as in this life, but what he found was only Gu Qingluan's body. He took the body back to Yancheng, did not stay in the capital, and did not give Murong Jing the opportunity to enter the capital to find his father.

The princess is the key to all the changes.

Lin Miaomiao looked at Murong Jing firmly: "Everything your mother has endured is to wait for you."

"Huh?" Murong Jing looked at Lin Miaomiao in confusion, "What did you say?"

Lin Miaomiao smiled: "It's nothing, just asking you to grow up so big, is this the first time you have come to Beijing? You have been living in Yancheng before?"

Murong Jing saw that Lin Miaomiao was lying on the table, and Yi Hulu Hualao was also lying down. The two of them stared at each other, and he said: "I have lived in Yancheng since I was born, have you ever been to Yancheng?"

Talking more than the little tyrant, Lin Miaomiao said cheerfully: "Of course I have been there, where in this world is there that I haven't been?"

"Really? Have you been to so many places?" Murong Jing widened her phoenix eyes.

What a lie!Lin Miaomiao was happy in her heart, but said seriously on her face, "Don't talk about Dazhou, I have been to Beiliang!"

Murong Jing immediately showed a look of admiration: "You dare to go to Beiliang, you are really amazing!"

Lin Miaomiao's little heart, which was completely abused by the little tyrant, finally found confidence from Murong Jing, raised her chin, and boasted happily, admiring Murong Jing so much that Lin Miaomiao was overjoyed, this brother It's fun!
"By the way, little monk, did you know that you were not your own?"

Murong Jing nodded: "I know, my father told me."

Whose family and adoptive son talk about this?Aren't you afraid that your adopted son will not be close to you when he grows up, and won't give him a pension?The way of thinking of monks is really different from that of ordinary people!Lin Miaomiao rolled her eyes: "Did you grow up in the temple, the temple is better, or the Murong family?"

"Wherever there is a father, that's fine." Murong Jing said without thinking.

This feeling is not so deep. It may be difficult for King Jing to fully recognize his son and replace Murong Feng's father!Lin Miaomiao said again: "Would you be envious when you see other people's children have parents?"

"Yes." Murong Jing lowered his eyes. It was when he was very young, wearing the clothes of a little novice, sweeping the courtyard in the temple, seeing those children running around, and his parents chasing after him, he could not restrain his envy. , why does he have no parents?Did they not want him?
Seeing that his eyes were red, Lin Miaomiao thought that she had asked the wrong question, and quickly comforted her: "Don't be sad, it's not that your parents don't want you, they just lost you as a last resort. Isn't it reunion now? Your father Both your mother and I will love you very much."

Both King Jing and Princess Wang have the temperament of precious children, and they will not let Murong Jing be wronged. In other words, this child has not suffered too much wronged. Murong Feng is more considerate to him than to himself.

"Well, Miss Gu and my father are very kind to me."

"I'm talking about your own father, and your own mother, Miss Gu, it's your mother."

"Of course she is my mother, and my father didn't marry a second woman."

Can't figure it out, can't figure it out!This guy regarded Gu Qingluan as his own mother, but in fact, Gu Qingluan was really his own mother!Forget it, probably in his heart, there is not much difference between biological and biological. If you like it, you will spare no effort to like it. In this regard, there is no difference between the two of you brothers.

Lin Miaomiao cleared her throat, and asked tentatively, "What if... I mean, what if King Jing also wants to pursue Miss Gu, who will you support?"

"Of course it's my father!"

"He really said that?" Jing Xi asked Lin Miaomiao who came out of the room.

Lin Miaomiao muttered, "The attitude is very firm."

Jing Xi raised his eyebrows and sneered, "It's a good idea."

Lin Miaomiao pouted, even if you are the emperor, you can't force your mother to marry your father.All mothers favor the young and the weak, and your brother has both. How do you compare with him?Lin Miaomiao sighed and said, "The princess really has a lot of opinions on the prince, and with the young son who has been separated for many years, the possibility that you father and son want to keep the princess is almost non-existent." Of course the princess also loves Jingxi, But compared to the elder son who grew up in her arms, she feels more guilty about the younger son who lives among the people. The key to who can win the beauty back, whether the prince or Mr. Murong, is not in themselves, but in their respective trump cards - two son.But now, Mr. Murong's trump card is obviously stronger.

Lin Miaomiao regained her composure, looked at him and said, "The little monk is always good at acting like a baby, and he said that children who cry will have milk, why don't you...you also act like a baby?"

The corners of Jingxi's mouth twitched, how could I do such a shameless thing? !
(End of this chapter)