The unlucky county princess and the crown prince

Murongjia didn't expect this move behind bailixue. It seems that when he found xianniang, he had already aroused her vigilance, but he didn't say a word. What's more, he didn't expect xianniang, an old and immortal woman, to eat inside and outside?

Thinking of this, murongjia sneered, "Mr. Zhuang, you don't know xianniang. After you escaped from the East Palace, you are a weak woman with no power to bind a chicken. Besides a face, what do you rely on to make a living?"

Zhuang's face was angry immediately, "don't think that everyone is as dirty as you. It's true that after the family fled, they were desperate. If they hadn't met a kind peasant family, they would have died long ago."

It's getting more and more wonderful. What else is there? Murongjia's eyes were full of dark irony, "Oh? It seems that your play is well prepared. "

"Who is acting? It's too early to say. " Han Chen said in a cold voice: "murongjia, you can't just allow the state officials to set fire and forbid the people to light the lights, can you?"

Murongjia's eyes were full of murderous spirit. This matter was planned so carefully, steadily and step by step, which was more like xuanyuanjue's hand.

Sure enough, a young man in his thirties came to the ceremony with a trembling old peasant woman.

With the help of the young man, the old peasant woman walked slowly, but no one urged her, because everyone knew that this was a key witness.

Empress Dowager Zhuang, who was originally calm, suddenly got excited when she saw the old peasant woman. She stepped down from the Phoenix seat and held the old peasant woman's wrinkled hand tightly. She looked at her up and down. Her lips moved back and forth. She said in a trembling voice, "Aunt Chen, is it really you?"

The young men around the peasant women were obviously engaged in farm work. They were tanned and their skin was rough. They were very embarrassed and could not say a word.

The old farmer's eyes were wide and turbid, and she was shocked. It seemed that she wanted to see the excited noble woman clearly. After a long time, she vomited out a sentence from her mouth, "miss yun'er, it's really you. I didn't believe it when they told me. Oh, look at your appearance, it's the beginning at last..."

Empress Dowager Zhuang tightly held Aunt Chen's hand and refused to let it go, sobbing, "if you hadn't seen me homeless, taken me in and taken care of me, I would have starved long ago, even if I hadn't died in the hands of the pursuers..."

"Mother." Han Chen also came down from the Dragon chair, followed by Qiao Caiyin. He bowed to Aunt Chen deeply. "My mother often talked to me about your old man. After I was in charge, I sent people to look for you in many ways. Now I have found my benefactor and asked him to accept my worship."

"You are all noble people, this can't make..." Aunt Chen suddenly flustered up, her son is at a loss, want to stop, but because too nervous, instead stay on the spot, only embarrassed way: "no, no..."

When the old friend met again, the Empress Dowager couldn't hide her excitement. Hot tears fell from her pale face. "Don't stop me, auntie. This is what he should do. Thank you for your family's kindness in the snow."

When empress dowager Zhuang escaped from the East Palace, she was taken in by Aunt Chen's family by chance. At this time, the picture of the Empress Dowager reuniting with her benefactor was tearful, and many people were deeply saddened.

King de looked at empress dowager Zhuang and said, "what's going on?"