Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 169 Feng Yao's Life Experience

Feng Yao frowned: "The emperor is in good health now, and the prince doesn't look stupid. Especially, the people around the prince are not stupid."

At least, the Su Anjin I met in the Royal Garden that day, that is, Su Linglong's older brother, was not an idiot.

Murong Yu said: "You underestimate the temptation of the throne to people."

The tone was light, but for some reason, there was a hint of coldness.

Feng Yao thought for a while and asked, "Why not you? I thought you would sit on the throne by yourself?"

Murong Yu paused, and said in a low voice: "Originally, I planned to take the position myself."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Yao's heart sank.A prince who doesn't want to be an emperor is not a good prince.

Murong Yu's words were translated in Feng Yao's mind.

"What made you change your goal?" Feng Yao lowered her voice very softly, not wanting to disturb Doudou.

A veil-like voice drifted across the sky, wet and cool, like mist, spraying Murong Yu's face.After a while, Murong Yu slowly said: "Let the third prince ascend the throne, that is the most powerful revenge for that person."

Feng Yao couldn't help frowning: "Why?"

Hearing a chuckle in the darkness, he said ironically, "Because the third prince is not of the emperor's blood."

"What?!" Feng Yao couldn't help being shocked, "How is this possible?"

"Why is it impossible?" Murong Yu sarcastically said, "The third prince's mother and concubine are not from a commoner family, but from a small commoner family."

The third prince's mother and concubine Cheng, can be said to be unlucky.It's a long story to say, but at that time, not too long had passed since the emperor killed his father and son.The face of the son who died tragically in the past, and the concubine who committed suicide in anger are still clear.On that day, the emperor dreamed of a concubine who had followed him for a long time, but committed suicide after the death of her son.Feeling gloomy, he brought the guards out of the palace in micro-clothes.

Coincidentally, the third prince's mother and concubine, Mrs. Cheng went shopping.In terms of appearance, Mrs. Cheng can only be considered delicate, but there is a tear mole under the corner of the eye, and her expression is three points like the concubine the emperor dreamed of.At that time, the emperor was stunned.

At that time, the Cheng family was already engaged, but the emperor wanted someone, how could the Cheng family dare to refuse?So he had no choice but to send his daughter to the palace, and resigned the marriage to the man.

When the matter reaches this point, the curtain can come to an end. Although it is not a perfect ending, it is also not a sad ending.However, the man who was divorced and Cheng Shi were childhood sweethearts, and he loved Cheng Shi wholeheartedly.As long as he wanted to be husband and wife with Cheng Shi, he found a way to enter the palace.

He is also capable, and unexpectedly entered Cheng's bedroom without anyone noticing.The two carried the emperor behind their backs and secretly became a loving couple.

Feng Yao was a little silent.

"Does the Yu family agree?" After a long time, Feng Yao asked.

Murong Yu said: "So what if they don't agree? I don't want to be emperor, not only because of revenge, but also because of you and Doudou."

Feng Yao was slightly taken aback.

Murong Yu said in a low voice: "If I haven't met you, it doesn't matter how many concubines I marry. But since I have you, I can only have room for you in my heart."

Feng Yao hooked the corners of her lips.

"And Doudou, he is so cute. It is impossible for you and me to have only one child, and I can't bear to make Doudou and my brothers turn against each other. Therefore, I have to give up the throne." Murong Yu said softly.

Murong Yu has experienced strife, and he never wants future generations to suffer from it again.If you want to exclude, let other people's descendants exclude you.

There is so much to say.

Feng Yao took a deep breath and decided to break things off with him: "First, you and I are unmarried men and women unmarried, without a matchmaker and no employment, so it is very inappropriate to be in the same room. Because I don't want to touch Doudou's face, Therefore, compromise this time, and make no exception next time.”

"Secondly, I didn't say that I would marry you and have children for you. Originally, Doudou was an accident, and I haven't settled the debt with you yet."

"Third, you don't need to give up the throne because of me or Doudou. Whether you are your emperor or not has nothing to do with others."

Murong Yu was silent for a moment, and chose to ignore the first two questions: "What do you mean, whether I will be my emperor or not, has nothing to do with others?"

Feng Yao said coldly: "If you choose to be the emperor, it is to fulfill your own ambitions and aspirations. If you refuse to be the emperor, it is to enjoy the happiness of the family. It's for yourself, what do you have to do with others? Major put the big hat on me and Doudou."

In the previous life, this kind of person was not uncommon. He kept saying that he gave up such a precious opportunity for others, and always used this as an excuse to toss the other party around.

Feng Yao looked down on this kind of theory from the bottom of her heart, she made the final choice because she was more greedy for another life.If the result is good, that's all. A few words are only affectionate.If the result is not good, they will blame others for the unsatisfactory reasons, which is really shameless.

Murong Yu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Yes, it has nothing to do with you, it's my own choice."

The Emperor's Mind Technique was the first course Murong Yu learned.It was Murong Yu's subconscious idea to repay her kindness.Many times, he even forgets his purpose of doing this, just out of habit.

When he said that just now, on the one hand, he really thought that way, and on the other hand, he subconsciously wanted to make Feng Yao feel grateful.Unexpectedly, it was exposed mercilessly by Feng Yao.

"Speaking of which, whether you end up in that seat or not, it's your own choice and has nothing to do with anyone else. Especially, it has nothing to do with me and Doudou." Feng Yao didn't want to be with Doudou. What infamy.

In the darkness, Murong Yu smiled wryly, but also felt joyful and proud.As expected of the woman he had his eyes on, she had such a mind.

Looking at the road to chasing his wife "the road is long and long", Murong Yu was not quite reconciled, thought for a while, and said: "I am going to announce the identities of you and Doudou."

"What?" Feng Yao couldn't help being surprised, "Why?"

Murong Yu said: "Now that you have entered the field of vision of the upper class, how could they not investigate your details when they interact with you? Even if I don't announce it, others will soon find out."

When Feng Yao heard this, she couldn't help being silent.

Now that she has successfully established a good relationship with Murong Xi'er, when she goes to Beijing in the future, she will inevitably have to deal with the circle of nobles, and maybe entering the palace is a common occurrence.Those nobles, if they don't find out the eight generations of her ancestors, how can they give up?

Doudou will be four years old during Chinese New Year, and will start school in two years at the latest.Not to mention Feng Yao's reluctance to send him into the ordinary Enlightenment Academy, even Murong Yu and Murong Xi'er would not agree.Therefore, Doudou's identity will be revealed to the world sooner or later.

"Two years, can your business end?" Feng Yao asked.

Murong Yu said: "The minimum is two years, and the maximum is three years."

Feng Yao frowned: "Do you have a way to hide Doudou's identity so that he won't be exposed?"

"Why do you want to hide Doudou's identity?" Murong Yu asked strangely, "This king's son had to hide his name for more than three years, and he has suffered a lot. Why do you want to hide it? Could it be that he is the son of this king? , you can't even see people?"

"I'm worried that after Doudou's identity is exposed, someone will harm him." Feng Yao said.Moreover, Feng Yao was also worried that Doudou could no longer grow up happily like this.

Only Murong Yu's confident and proud voice sounded: "This king's son, this king will send someone to protect him. Moreover, this king's son will never be weak."

Feng Yao bit her lip unconsciously.

"You still have me." Murong Yu persuaded, "No matter what happens, you can rely on me."

"I promise you." After weighing, Feng Yao agreed, and added: "I will put this matter on the agenda after the next year."

Just let Doudou live a simple life for more than two months, Feng Yao thought to herself.

Murong Yu had no answer: "Whatever you say is what you say."

"Where's my identity?" Feng Yao's voice changed.

"Of course it's my princess." Murong Yu said.

Feng Yao couldn't help laughing and said: "I used to be someone's next wife."

"So-and-so? Who is so-and-so? There is no such-and-such person." Murong Yu felt slightly displeased, a name flashed in front of his eyes, and a killing intent appeared in his heart.

"I don't know what kind of identity Prince Yu intends to fabricate for me in order to accommodate me?" Feng Yao asked half jokingly, half curiously.

However, Murong Yu's voice was a bit calm: "I asked Yu Wuyou to check your life experience, and I already have some clues."

Feng Yao's body froze involuntarily, her whole body was as stiff as a stone, and she even forgot to breathe: "Mine, life experience?"

Could it be that in this life, she may have some parental relationship?

"Who are they? Are they still alive?" Feng Yao held her breath, suppressed her excitement, and asked in a trembling voice.

"If Yu Wuyou's clues are correct, your identity should be the daughter of the current imperial tutor." Murong Yu said.

Feng's background is so high?Feng Yao was stunned, forced herself to calm down, frowned and asked, "Why did you abandon... me?"

This time, Murong Yu answered with some hesitation: "There are not enough clues..."

"You tell me the clues, and I'll figure it out myself." Feng Yao said decisively.

Murong Yu had no choice but to say: "You were replaced. After Mrs. Feng gave birth to you, she was carried out of the mansion on the same day. It was rumored that Mrs. Feng gave birth to a son."

For a moment, like a bucket of ice water being poured down, Feng Yao's glimmer of expectation that had just risen was instantly extinguished.At this moment, it was heartbreakingly cold.In her previous life, her parents abandoned her just to have a boy.This life——

"Calm down, I haven't finished my words yet." Murong Yu keenly sensed that something was wrong with Feng Yao, stretched out his hand over Doudou, and pressed Feng Yao's shoulder.

Feng Yao took two deep breaths, barely suppressing the emotions in her heart: "You continue to talk."

"The person who carried you out of the mansion is Taifu Feng's confidant. It seems that Mrs. Feng is not aware of this matter." Murong Yu said.

Hearing this, Feng Yao frowned, and began to sense something was wrong: "Could it be that Mrs. Feng did not initiate all this? It was Taifu Feng?"

If Mrs. Feng exchanged the civet cat for the prince, it can be understood that she wanted to consolidate her position in the back house.However, what is Feng Taifu doing?It's just a daughter, so he can't afford it?

Murong Yu said: "Perhaps, it is to protect you."

Feng Yao couldn't help being stunned.She is so smart, she only took a moment to guess, "Is it because of the problem of standing in line?"

The Feng family was abandoned at birth, and it can be counted that it was the time when the current emperor forced the palace to kill his father.

Sure enough, Murong Yu replied: "Feng Taifu was indeed on the emperor's side. From what we see now, the emperor won. However, at that time, the emperor forced the palace to kill his father. Dangerous to kill."

Therefore, Taifu Feng ordered someone to carry the eldest daughter out of the house and send her away, perhaps with the idea of ​​leaving a trace of incense.

(End of this chapter)