The imperial concubine is famous all over the world: the foolish prince

Chapter 73

"Tell me! What should I do next?" Ning Lianzi bumped Yuan Muchen's arm and raised her eyebrows.

Yuan Muchen put his hand lightly on his chin, and then slowly opened his mouth, "You have already eradicated Mr. Zhang, now you can take advantage of this storm of corrupt officials! As for how to do it, you can't think of it!"

Ning Lianzi nodded, feeling clear, Yuan Muchen looked at Ning Lianzi's pensive look, and couldn't help blurting out, "I want to go back, don't fall asleep at night!"

When Ning Lianzi heard this, her heart felt warm. "By the way, what did you write on the tea lid you handed to Xiahouba!" Yuan Muchen frowned slightly, wondering what method Ning Lianzi used to calm Xiahouba down.

"It's nothing, I wrote the word 'forbearance' in the teacup. Even if Xia Houba gets angry again, he will understand the overall situation first!" Ning Lianzi shrugged, then stood up and stretched, "It's time for me to take a bath!"

Ning Lianzi looked at Yuan Muchen who was standing beside him motionless, pushed him, and said, "Still going out! Didn't you hear that I want to take a bath?"

"It is precisely because I heard that that I stayed here to wait for you to take a bath." Yuan Muchen looked at Ning Lianzi blankly, "Didn't you ask me to take a bath for you?"

Ning Lianzi blushed, and stepped hard on Yuan Muchen's foot. Although he is now dressed as a woman, he is still a man, okay? Now, let's go!" Ning Lianzi waved her hands pretentiously, with the attitude of a daughter.

The corner of Yuan Muchen's mouth twitched, and a smile extended to his eyes. Unexpectedly, Ning Lianzi still had such a side. Sometimes, he just wanted to hold her in his arms until the end of time.Immediately, Yuan Muchen's expression darkened, this is an unattainable dream, he still has too many burdens, too many responsibilities, but having a dream is better than no dream, isn't it, Yuan Muchen laughed at himself .

Ning Lianzi lowered her phoenix eyes, and said, "Still going out!" Yuan Muchen put away his thoughts in panic, smiled faintly, and then pushed the door out.

Feeling the sound of the door closing gently, Ning Lianzi's heart was shocked, and she looked up at the sky, which was a movement to prevent tears from streaming down.Ning Lianzi shook her head, trying to pour back her tears. There have been too many recent incidents, Sima Heng's distrust, helping the third prince win the heir apparent, and Yuan Muchen's ambiguous attitude. She is so tired, and she doesn't like trouble. She misses her mother a little bit.

Ning Lianzi jumped and dived to the bottom of the bath, mixing tears and water together. . . . . .

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and Ning Lianzi's depressed mood was relieved a little.Ning Lianzi walked to the door of the First Prince's Mansion and wanted to go for a walk.

"What are you doing? Going out?" Just as Ning Lianzi wanted to go out, the soldiers guarding the gate immediately came to stop her.

Ning Lianzi didn't bother to argue with them, so she took out a silver coin from her sleeve and slipped it into the soldier's hand, and the soldier let it go naturally.

Ning Lianzi was walking on the street and heard a lot of rumors. What shocked Ning Lianzi the most was that Taifu Zhang died. Ning Lianzi shook her head. It's a pity to die like this.

Ning Lianzi pulled an old man who was passing by, smiled slightly, and said, "What's wrong with Zhang Taifu!"

The uncle frowned, and told Ning Lianzi quietly, "It seems that the prince and Taifu Zhang suddenly turned against each other, and Taifu Zhang was murdered by gangsters on the way back to the house!"

Ning Lianzi was shocked, Zhang Taifu died in the hands of gangsters again, hehe, this prince really likes to use this trick, and he is not afraid of others seeing through.

Ning Lianzi shook her head slightly, she had expected it a long time ago, it's just that the Taifu was innocently sacrificed, anyway, Ning Lianzi didn't care about these trivial matters.

Ning Lianzi looked at her waist, and suddenly felt that she was short of a weapon or something. After wandering around, she came to the most famous blacksmith shop in Kyoto.

A familiar figure caught Ning Lianzi's eyes. . . . . .

(End of this chapter)