Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 450 – Leading Huang Qingcang, the angry horse in fresh clothes
"Her Majesty ordered her servants to send an oral order, ordering Her Highness to go to Dongshan Lanke Temple to pray for the late emperor!"

"Your Majesty bestowed many lonely scriptures!"

The Ninth Prince believes in Buddhism, and has always loved the orphaned Buddhist scriptures. Now that His Majesty gave him ten copies, he must be very happy!Isn't that good news?

"Pack up your things and set off immediately!"

If the Queen Mother hadn't imprisoned him in this Prime Minister's Mansion, he would not be allowed to leave without permission. He would not want to stay here for a moment. Every day he spent with that woman would be like a nightmare. This huge Prime Minister's Mansion is like an exquisite cage. Lock him together with the person you hate the most in this life!
"promise"

"By the way, bring my Highness Zhao Qing and Zhao Mei with me!"

"... "

Zhao Qing is the hound raised by His Highness, and Zhao Mei is the falcon raised by His Highness. Anyway, they are both the names of animals, and together they are... the name of the Prime Minister.

The servant of Zhao's mansion wiped cold sweat obsequiously, and didn't want to stay in this Dongyuan for a moment.

Speaking of the Ninth Prince Zhong Liyin and the powerful minister Zhao Qingmei, who did not love each other but only killed each other, the young servant couldn't help but sweat coldly on the head of his Xiangye.

The Ninth Prince Zhong Liyin was born of the imperial concubine of the Central Palace, and he is a direct sibling of the current Crown Princess Zhong Liyao, so his status is indescribable.

Zhao Qingmei and the Ninth Prince Zhong Liyin had a baby relationship since they were young. The relationship between the two got along well when they were young, and it was not as tense as it is now. Everything started two years ago.

Two years ago, there was an ambiguity between Hongguo and Ranquguo due to the division of the southern border, which eventually led to a military disaster.

Therefore, the Empress Hongguo had no choice but to send her favorite fourth princess, Bailisi, to Fancheng as a proton after cede land and pay compensation, to appease the empress' thunderous anger and express her determination to negotiate peace.

This handsome protégé, Bailisi, rewrote the lives of his master and the ninth prince. Participating in the struggle for imperial power, the Ninth Prince even left his family and country to elope with this proton, intending to escape back to Hongguo.

On that rainy night, Master Xiang personally led a thousand private soldiers to chase the two of them, and finally intercepted them in Jiemi Mountain in the southern suburb of Fanjing, but he didn't expect that the protégé Baili Si stubbornly resisted, and finally fell off the cliff with no bones left. , the Ninth Prince, who had lost his beloved, turned against Xiang Ye.

After returning to Beijing, the Ninth Prince's temperament changed drastically. He obeyed the Queen's will, and without any complaints, he resolutely married into the Prime Minister's Mansion as his husband, but the Prime Minister was not allowed to step into Dongyuan where he lived.

On the first night of their wedding, the prime minister was seriously injured. In the past two years, the arrogant and domineering Ninth Prince not only forbade the prime minister to step into his Dongyuan, but also used all the husbands and servants that the prime minister accepted with explicit or covert means. Capital punishment.

He wanted to let the Prime Minister Zhao Qingmei live alone and cut off the inheritance of his heirs!It's no wonder that the Ninth Prince looks down on Xiang Ye, Xiang Ye's appearance is indeed a bit shocking, but she is not born ugly and faceless.

On her face, there are three handprint scars that flew obliquely from the right brow bone to the left cheek. They were the scars she left four years ago when she was 17 years old when she rescued the Ninth Prince who was attacked by a black bear in the royal hunting ground in the suburbs of Beijing. The scar penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and you could see the dense white bones in it. At first glance, it was indeed frightening.

On the ninth day of March, it is advisable to get married.

Because the prime minister's mansion was only accepting the side husband, so there was no ostentation. The prime minister's mansion only carried Xinna's side husband into the mansion through the side door with a red wedding sedan chair carried by eight people.

After paying homage to heaven and earth, Zhao Qingmei was dressed in a red wedding dress, looking at her husband sitting on the edge of the bed thoughtfully, this side husband is indeed not young, he is the son of Guan Yi, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, Guan Yi separated from her husband and youngest son in her early years and never remarried in her life.

It is said that this only son officially recognized her ancestors a few months ago. Since she was the son of Guan Yi and her childhood sweetheart, she loved her house and her husband's surname. Character.

Hearing that he admired her very much, he uttered bold words that he would not marry unless she was the only one!Father can find such a man with a background, no wonder he is not worried that the eighth side husband will die in the Prime Minister's house.

"Well... I heard that you will not marry unless you are the real master?"

"Hmm~"

The man's voice was a bit deep, but it was inexplicably pleasant, and her heart throbbed a little, wondering what kind of face was under the red hijab.

Sikong Que was a little nervous. This was a bizarre and unimaginable world. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was his mother's queen. In this time and space, his mother's queen was Guan Yi, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion of the Ranqu Empire.

This is a country where women are respected. Women go out and enter the prime minister, and become princes and proclaim themselves emperors, while men stay at home and teach their wives and children. I thought that looking for Qingmei in the vast sea of ​​people is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but I found that his Qingmei is in this place. Kingdom is almost a household name.

It's just a well-known notoriety, but Qingmei is Qingmei, no matter how unbearable she is in the eyes of others, she will always be his favorite Qingmei.

He was still one step behind Qin Yin. He didn't expect that in this time and space, Qin Yin's identity was still superior to him. He was the Ninth Prince of the Empress. What's even worse was that he married Qingmei again.

Fortunately, the two are turning against each other now, as long as he can stay by Qingmei's side logically, he will be able to turn things around.

The moment the hijab was lifted, what came into view was her face torn by hideous scars.He looked at the scar that went deep into the bone marrow with some distress.

"What? It's ugly? It's too late to regret the marriage!"

"No! Don't get me wrong, I just thought you must be in pain!"

He got up and walked in front of her, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the scar on her cheek.Immediately, he brought his lips close to her reddish cheeks.

"What do you want to do!"

The man in front of him had silver hair tied high with a red silk ribbon, his cheeks were sharp and angular, and his eyes were full of deep affection like the sea, as if there were thousands of stars hidden in it.

"Have we met somewhere before?"

The man in front of her was familiar to her for no reason, but she couldn't remember when and where she had seen such a magnificent young man.

"No, but I also think you look familiar. Maybe this is called Wannian. Maybe we were husband and wife in the previous life."

Seeing her avoiding it but her earlobes turned red, she couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling lightly, it really was her light eyebrows, even when she was emotionally moved, her appearance was exactly the same as before.

"I can give you everything else except my heart and the dignity of a righteous husband. I hope you don't mind. I like to put my ugly words first!"

Then I bet you will give your heart to me without reservation!Sikong Que secretly struggled in his heart.

(End of this chapter)