No concubine, black-bellied princess

Chapter 99 Mysterious Letterhead
Ah!
Hearing Tang Xiang's deep voice, Tang Qianqian laughed softly,
Even when she clearly saw Tang Xiang glanced over these three account books just now, she stayed a little longer on the account books of her biological mother when she was in charge.It can still be seen that her father still has other feelings for her biological mother, but this is not an answer to the question, isn't it already very clear?
"Why doesn't father ask? Doesn't father know that this is the foundation created by mother's hard work? Could it be that just because of this so-called sisterly love, father allowed your current wife to make the Shangguan firm what it is now, just a sham? "

Tang Qianqian's series of questions made Tang Xiang's face turn pale, and the movement of drinking tea trembled slightly.

Tang Qianqian saw it in his eyes, and chuckled again, "Father kept thinking about mother, didn't he think that if mother was alive, seeing all this would be sad?"

"Snapped--"

As Tang Qianqian's voice fell to the ground, the tea cup in Tang Xiang's hand also fell on the table, and the tea from the cup overflowed and spilled on the table.

Tang Qianqian looked at Tang Xiang with the corners of her mouth tightly closed. At this moment, Tang Xiang's eyes had faintly glowed, and the veins on the back of the hand holding the cup almost burst.

After a while, Tang Xiangcai finally looked at Tang Qianqian, "Bi'er, your mother cares about her very much!"

Tang shallow inhaled, his figure almost flickered.

"Because mother cares, so father indulges like this?"

Tang Xiang nodded, "I know I shouldn't be like this, but Youlan only has such a younger sister—"

"Bi'er, my father knows you can find out, so let's give your mother a chance, okay?"

"..."

At this moment, Tang Qianqian only felt the pain of a needle pricking her chest.

what did he say?
give her a chance?
"Last chance?" Tang Qianqian asked.

Tang Xiang nodded, only staring at her, "Not bad!"

Tang Qianqian sat down, picked up the tea Tang Xiang had poured for her, and drank it all in one gulp.

Even Yunfeng, who is the best, is still bitter and tense at this moment.

"What does the father want his daughter to do?"

"Do whatever you want..."

"Oh, father is really embarrassing my daughter!" Tang Qian smiled, and when the laughter gradually disappeared, Tang Qianqian looked at Tang Xiang, "Does father want me to persuade His Royal Highness not to touch mother?"

The corners of Tang Xiang's mouth curled into a straight line.

Tang Qianqian realized that she was right.

She smiled, and took another sip of the tea she just poured for herself, "I will..."

After all, what she found out now was just the tip of the iceberg.

It is not enough to obtain the most conclusive evidence.

Prince's Mansion.

Night shrouded.

Under the shaking palace lantern, Tang Qianqian half leaned on the soft backrest behind her, staring at the palace lantern in front of her for a long time in a daze.

When she left Yanwu Restaurant, the father gave her a deep look at the door, and it seemed to be still lingering in front of her eyes.

——Thick love, guilt, pain, and all kinds of complicated moods have made her unable to feel happy until now.

Three ledgers.

The content of the second book was similar to the first book, but she could easily see the clue of the empty amount in the third book.Not to mention the copywriting of those books in recent years.

No wonder Prime Minister Tang was so annoyed that day in the Tang Mansion. If he hadn't been completely disappointed, why would he embarrass Mrs. Tang in front of the girls and maids in full view!
In her impression, Tang Xiang is infatuated, dedicated, loving, and very soft-hearted, but the majestic prime minister of the dynasty, is the man who holds the government affairs of the dynasty so tender?Even if the Dongchuang incident is revealed, you still want to give the disappointed woman "one last chance"?
No, absolutely not.

If it wasn't for thinking and clinging to something that Tang Xiang thought was the most important, how could he behave like this!
It's just that such behavior made even her feel uncomfortable!
If it is really confirmed in the future that Mrs. Tang deliberately murdered her biological mother, what will happen to Prime Minister Tang?
Ben was determined to avenge the death of his biological mother and brother, but if it made the living feel miserable, would it be her fault in the first place?
"Aifei?"

A low voice flashed by my ears.

Tang Qianqian raised her head, under the bright palace lights, there was that familiar figure at some point, and the lingering scent of chrysanthemums filled her nose.

Tang Qianqian got up, "When the prince came, the concubines don't even know..."

"Okay! What were you thinking just now?"

Nan Yaoyu pulled her to sit on the soft bed again.

Shicai's refusal to inform him was just a whim, but unexpectedly saw her sitting under the lamp in a daze, not even hearing his footsteps.

Tang Qianqian looked at Nan Yaoyu, smiled bitterly, then lowered his head, and handed the three account books at hand to Nan Yaoyu, especially the first and third.

Nan Yaoyu glanced at the year written on it, lowered his head and started to read slowly.

It's just that she reads from the beginning backwards, while Nan Yaoyu reads from the back to the front.

Tang Qianqian sighed secretly, sure enough, he is a master.

Most of the fraudulent accounts are hidden in the back, and the first few pages seem to be the most normal.

While serving tea to Nan Yaoyu, Tang Qianqian carefully looked at the expression on Nan Yaoyu's face. When Nan Yaoyu's face gradually showed a serious expression, Tang Qianqian said, "I see you today, my concubine. Father!"

Nan Yaoyu closed the account book in his hand and looked at her.

Apparently he knew.

Tang Qianqian moved the corners of her lips, "Father wants my concubine to give Mrs. Tang a chance!"

Nan Yaoyu didn't speak, and there was no expression on her face, her eyes stared at her, so she had no choice but to say the following words,

"The concubine said she would come back to discuss with the prince!"

Nan Yaoyu finally hooked her lips, "Did Qianqian push it on Ben Gong?"

There didn't seem to be any irritation in the faint words, Tang Qianqian sighed, and snuggled into Nan Yaoyu's arms, Nan Yaoyu raised his hand to wrap her waist.

"The concubine just feels that father... is pitiful."

The two words Youyou came out of Tang Qianqian's mouth, and Nan Yaoyu's eyes darkened slightly.

He patted Tang Qianqian's arm and murmured, "...he is pitiful, where is your mother?"

"..."

Tang Qianqian trembled.

He looked at Nan Yaoyu with astonishment.

He meant to ask her to continue the investigation?
But if Mrs. Tang really killed her biological mother and brother, how would he face Yanran!

Nan Yaoyu looked at her, and faintly uttered four words, "Nation, Law, Difficulty, Tolerance!"

"feather……"

Tang Qianqian involuntarily grabbed Nan Yaoyu's arm, the corners of her lips trembling slightly.

Just one sentence from him made her realize what she was going to do next, and even a few more words made her wake up.

It's true that he is a man, but what's more, he is the prince of the dynasty!

And he is also a promising man with great ambitions!
Tang Qianqian smiled gradually, and the smile on the corner of her lips was like a spring flower unfolding, revealing a brilliant color unconsciously.

The ink in Nan Yaoyu's eyes became dark again.

At this time, footsteps sounded in my ears,

Tao Hong's figure appeared under the palace lantern, holding in her hand the stew that had been simmering for almost a whole day today.

Tang Qianqian saw it out of the corner of her eye, and hurried over to bring the soup, and brought it to Nan Yaoyu's mouth.

Nan Yaoyu took it over, put it on his lips and took a sip, "Could it be that Qianqian has some request from me?"

"..."

The smile on Tang Qianqian's face froze, and she couldn't believe that Tong Zi, who told her that someone liked to drink the soup she cooked by herself, didn't tell her about her cooking.

Tang Qian smiled, and the light in his eyes leaked from the smiling eyes, like stars under the clouds,

"This is what the concubine has been cooking all day, and I just want to invite the prince to taste it!"

"Oh~!"

Nan Yaoyu nodded, "My concubine has a heart!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and drank one sip at a time.

Seeing Nan Yaoyu's concentration on drinking, he didn't even give her a glance.Tang Qian took a deep breath, took another cup of soup that Tao Hong was holding, and sipped it lightly.

Astragalus Pork Rib Soup.

Specializes in promoting qi, promoting blood circulation and dredging collaterals.

She has stewed it for a long time, and this soup is simply the most beautiful thing in the world.

It's just that Tang Qianqian hadn't been halfway through her drink when a sudden shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and someone had already taken the soup cup in her hand.

Tang Qianqian raised her head, wasn't the figure in front of her the guy who ignored her earlier?

"Prince..."

Before the polite words could be uttered, the familiar scent of chrysanthemum enveloped him, and as his body was pulled over, the four lips stuck together.

The taste of the astragalus pork ribs soup, which was the same as in his own mouth, invaded with his unique breath.

At this moment, to her, it tasted several times better than what she just drank.

Does it take longer for her to cook the soup?

I want to think about whether the words I was called "genius" by the people I met in the early years are not deceptive, but it seems that I can no longer think seriously in my head, and all the earnestness is the breath of this man.

The corners of Tang Qianqian's lips curled up imperceptibly, and his hands gradually covered the back of the man who was kissing him.

Suddenly, I felt that this man's body was generous and safe.

The sun was shining brightly overhead.

The Palace of Deliberations in the Palace.

Nan Yaoyu sat firmly behind the table.

On the seat in front, Tang Xiang drank the tea in his hand, his steady face was as light as autumn water.

"how is the taste?"

Nan Yaoyu put down the tea in his cup.

Tang Xiang sighed, "It is slightly different from the tea given by the Holy One!"

The corners of Nan Yaoyu's lips became a little interested, "I don't know which tea Tang Xiang thinks is better!"

Tang Xiang raised his eyes, "Everyone has its own merits, so we shouldn't generalize!"

Nan Yaoyu smiled coldly, "President Tang is truly worthy of his father's courtier!"

The Tang Prime Minister bowed his hands, "I only serve the country's country and country!"

"Well said!" Nan Yaoyu said loudly, and then put one hand on the table, "Since that's the case, how does Tang feel about what Lu Shangshu participated in today?"

——In today's court, Lu Shangshu once again raised the issue of Shangguan's business name, not only cited some evidence, but also said that Mrs. Tang transferred the Shangguan family's business name to the Crown Princess, which is suspected of transferring crimes.

Tang Xiang turned his eyes slightly, and smiled faintly, "Lord Situ has already made it very clear, there is no need to think what I think!"

——When Lu Shangshu finished speaking, Situ Yushi had already said that the Prince's House was thoroughly investigating the decades-old account books of Shangguan's firm.

Nan Yaoyu sneered, "Since that's the case, why did Prime Minister Tang need the Crown Princess to plead for mercy yesterday... Therefore, Tang also lied a lot to his own daughter!"

(End of this chapter)