After a long time, Chu Zhao let out a long sigh, and two lines of old tears fell from his eyes, dripping out a cloudy mess.
In this life, what he wants most is actually a son.
When a group of people came out of Chu Zhao's bedroom, there was a "dong" sound of falling to the ground.
Mo Bianxian turned around and looked back, his expression still cold and stern, but a little more complicated, "Do you really want to protect his son?"
Zhang Qingjiu paused and sneered, "I just said I won't kill his son, but that doesn't mean I want to keep his son alive. Besides, just because I don't kill his son, it doesn't mean that others won't kill him."
A man like him is not worthy of a son.
After saying these words, Zhang Qingjiu strode outside with rapid strides.
Looking at her back, Mo Bianxian and Zhang Tianhe paused.
Not killing does not mean living.
Three months later, when Prince Zhao's palace was still immersed in the grief of the old prince's sudden death, the concubine in the 73rd room of the palace was suddenly diagnosed with pregnancy.
Just when the whole family was rejoicing, the concubine gave away the child with a bowl of abortion pills on a dark and windy night.
As soon as this incident came out, the whole government was shocked.
It was at this time that they realized that the concubine in the 73rd room had been snatched back to the house by Chu Zhaoqiang.
And the night she was defiled was originally her wedding day to her childhood sweetheart.
After hearing this, Mo Tianxian suddenly realized:
The people of Chu Zhao were ruined by the troubles in the harem, defeated by the joy of sex, and died of obsession in their hearts.
Cause and effect reincarnate, everything seems to be determined.
Of course, this is a later topic, so let’s not mention it for now.
Just when this group of people stepped out of the gate of Prince Zhao's Mansion, they saw a carriage parked not far away. The carriage was not luxurious in style, but it was very exquisite, showing that the owner was either rich or noble.
Zhang Qingjiu glanced at it, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and turned to Mo Dangxian and said, "I will leave it to you to deal with the follow-up matter. Prince Zhao committed suicide. What should I say? You should know. But you are tied to him."
Those who deserve to be dealt with must still be dealt with."
"I understand." Mo Bianxian nodded and bowed in the direction of the carriage.
The clan manager had always managed royal affairs. After hearing Mo Bianxian's answer, Zhang Qingjiu understood that he knew what he meant. He turned to look at Zhang Tianhe, who had not recovered from his illness after coming out of Prince Zhao's Mansion, and smiled slightly.
"Master Zhang."
Zhang Tianhe was still in a daze as to how this happened. He suddenly heard Zhang Qingjiu's voice ringing in his ears, and immediately trembled with fright, "I'm here!"
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows, "Master Zhang works quickly. It takes two days as promised. His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely inform His Majesty about this matter. The rest of He Lianzhen's affairs can be handled in accordance with the law. As for Mr. He Lian, the old Marquis
, I don’t think he’ll say much.”
Now that he heard the word "two days" again, Zhang Tianhe felt numb and hurriedly responded, "Prince Concubine, don't worry, I understand."
Seeing him like this, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but smile, "Well, you two are welcome, I'll go first."
"Crown Princess, please." The two of them bowed to send them off respectfully.
"That's right." Unexpectedly, before the two of them straightened up, Zhang Qingjiu suddenly turned around and said, "The title Crown Princess should be used openly and openly from tomorrow on."
After saying that, Zhang Qingjiu turned around and walked towards the carriage not far away.
Two people were left looking at each other with confusion on their faces.
Not far away, Feng Zhi saw someone approaching and was about to help her get into the carriage, but saw a hand stretched out from the curtain, so she had to give up.
With this hand in hand, Zhang Qingjiu smiled proudly and gently.
Not far away, until the carriage left the corner of the alley and saw Mo Yitian straightening up, Zhang Tianhe slowly stood up and asked with some uncertainty, "Is the person in the carriage just now His Highness the Crown Prince?"
"Yeah." Mo Tianxian nodded.
Zhang Tianhe's mouth twitched. When did His Highness the Prince come? Why didn't he go in?
Just as he was thinking about it, a scene from inside suddenly appeared in his mind:
When she said that His Highness the Crown Prince would not come, she paused, right? Then she said that even if he came, he would not come in! So she knew at that time that His Highness the Crown Prince had actually arrived?
Thinking of this, Zhang Tianhe was enlightened!
It turns out that all of this is already under her control!
Could it be that the fortune teller who Chu Zhao can give birth to a son is also...
Just when Zhang Tianhe was thinking about it, Mo Yitian glanced at him and covered up the complexity in his eyes, "Master Zhang, don't think too much, everything should be like this."
He had already discovered some things.
If you look at her from a worldly perspective and doubt anything, you are just making trouble for yourself.
As for what she said about calling her Crown Princess again tomorrow... he was looking forward to what would happen again.
"Why did you leave without waiting for me to come back?" In the carriage, Chu Lan looked at the person who took the initiative to get into his arms. Although the expression on his face was still light, a smile could not help but leak out from the corners of his lips.
"You keep saying that you are tired all night long and don't bother yourself. That's how you don't bother yourself, huh?"
"I..." The corner of Zhang Qingjiu's mouth twitched. She had already prepared her words after hearing the previous sentence, but how was she going to answer Chu Lan's next sentence?
Could it be that I purposely asked you to go to the morning court to settle accounts with the old bastard Chu Zhao, but I was also afraid that you would make me unable to stand up, so I refused any further action from you last night and deliberately said no?
Of?
If you really say that, it's not hard to guess how this doggy man will react.
Rolling his eyes, Zhang Qingjiu gently rubbed Chu Lan's neck with his hair, "Didn't they just come over? I was worried about leaking the news, so I thought of finishing it quickly...
"
While talking, Zhang Qingjiu went to look at Chu Lan, but saw an expression clearly written on the other person's face: "Do you think I believe it?"
Still not planning to let her go?
Gritting his teeth, Zhang Qingjiu reached out and tugged on Chu Lan's sleeves, and his tone suddenly became aggrieved, "Originally, I was thinking that if this matter was done quickly, I might be able to pick you up from the court. Who knows...
…”
After her soft words, Chu Lan was not willing to show off to her, not to mention that he was not really angry in the first place. He immediately hugged her into his lap and said, "I don't blame you, just remember to tell me in the future.
, lest...I can’t find you when I get home.”
How could he not know that Zhang Qingjiu avoided doing these things because he didn't want to embarrass him?
But compared to these troubles, the feeling of returning to the house without her was what made him most uncomfortable.
Hearing what Chu Lan said, Zhang Qingjiu knew that this person would no longer pursue the case. A trace of pride flashed in his glass-like eyes, and a smile curled up on his lips.
"I knew you were the best." He reached out to block Chu Lan's neck, Zhang Qingjiu raised his head and kissed the side of Chu Lan's face.
But at this moment, Chu Lan turned his head, and then, the lips that originally fell on his cheek met the same warm place.
Breaths blend together, breaths clash.
Zhang Qingjiu's mind started to heat up, and her intuition told her that something was wrong, so she immediately wanted to retreat, but a smile escaped her lips, and she held her head down, deepening the "sudden" kiss.
In the end, without any accidents, Zhang Qingjiu was carried out of the carriage by Chu Lan again.
The only difference is that in the past, the two of them always went directly to the study, but today they went in the other direction.