"The prince was later adopted to Concubine Cen. Concubine Cen was granted the title of king after her death. However, Prince Yi traveled around the world, so he rarely returned to the capital, and he did not even appear at banquets."

He Chu looked a little regretful and said, "Being so unable to restrain yourself probably has something to do with His Highness's background as a civilian."

The legacy of blood among the people is not a good thing at first thought.

The late emperor was not only a wicked man, but also a big pig's trotter.

Linlang pointed in her heart, and then asked, "Xiaochu, you must have been very young at that time, right?"

"Well, when King Yi was recognized, my family was still there." He Chu was now able to mention the matter more and more calmly.

"These are just what I heard from my master. They can be regarded as palace secrets."

Linlang couldn't help but sigh, "If I were him, I probably would never want to come back in my lifetime."

The father doesn’t care and the mother doesn’t exist.

When he was a child, he wandered outside and was abused by his stepmother when he entered the palace.

Thinking about it makes me feel extremely sad.

…

As soon as I returned to Shoukang Palace.

Sharp yelling could be heard all the way away.

Familiar scenes, familiar iron triangle.

"elder sister……"

Lin Jianhuan stood there with a bitter look on his face. On the ground was a child's clothes that had been trampled into a mess. "I just want to make clothes for your child..."

"roll!"

Lin Juele held his still flat belly, feeling as excited as a raging lioness.

"Don't think I don't know you are a weasel giving New Year greetings to the chicken! You have no good intentions!"

Next to him is Jang Kyu-ru who is still acting as the backdrop and remains silent.

Linlang twitched the corners of her mouth.

I don’t know what kind of magnetic fields these three have, and why they always come into contact with each other.

Forgetting the telepathy of twin sisters, can Zhang Guiru also sense it?

"Sister, don't be angry, don't be angry!" Lin Jianhuan saw her reaction so fiercely that he was even more nervous than she was.

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving now... You must pay attention to the child in your belly."

She took a few steps back, but tripped over her own dress, looking a little embarrassed.

Lin Juele laughed unabashedly: "Disaster!"

The girl who fell to the ground turned pale in an instant.

"Sister, sister, you..."

"What am I?" Lin Juele raised his chin and puffed out his belly in a ostentatious manner, with a sense of revengeful pleasure flashing in his eyes.

"The Queen Mother has given you so many opportunities, but you are not lucky either. If you are not the disaster star, who is the disaster star?!"

"I, I, I'm not..." Lin Jianhuan's eyes were filled with mist.

But her rebuttal seemed to step on Lin Juele's tail. The other party jumped up and cursed, with a sharp and crazy voice.

"It's you! The disaster star is you! Who else can there be besides you? You..."

"Le Xiaozhu!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.

Aunt Gui stood there with an ugly look on her face, and she didn't know how long she looked at it.

"Your Majesty, please let me in."

"As for the young master Le, the Queen Mother has said that now that the weather is getting warmer, there is no need to come to her if nothing happens. Let the young master stay in his palace to raise the baby in peace."

Lin Juele's face was full of disbelief: "Queen Mother?"

Murong Lin felt empty at her knees, so the Queen Mother's neck grew longer in anticipation of the emperor's heir. When even the most pampered and unlovable Rong Zhaoyi gave birth, she rushed there and waited.

But now, she was actually kicked out by the Queen Mother!?

After Lin Juele realized what he was doing, his face turned pale, and he even cut out Lin Jianhuan's body with his knife.
Chapter completed!