Ming Lanruo quickly made a calculation in her mind, no matter what.
At present, at least she does not have to marry the prince or the king of Qin, and she can still keep the child in her belly.
She had to figure out the rest slowly.
After making up her mind, she looked at the confused and shocked people in the Ming Palace and said, "Go and ask father to come."
The gentle-looking noble lady Qin, who is the leader, is her father's stepmother. At this moment, she is still in shock and hesitates: "My lord..."
Xiangxue sneered: "Miss, don't you have a bad memory? The Duke said he doesn't want to see you again."
"Xiangxue!" Jing He was angry and yelled at Xiangxue, wanting to slap her.
Xiangxue rolled her eyes: "I'm just telling the truth, slave. Who's father wants to see his daughter who got pregnant out of wedlock? What's more, this daughter is now getting married in secret, which is embarrassing!"
Princess Mourning, listen to this title. Mourning Princess is obviously an unlucky and mocking title!
At this moment, Xiangxue saw that Ming Lanruo's future was ruined. She could not fulfill the King of Qin's entrustment, and she could not let Ming Lanruo marry the prince and work as a spy for the King of Qin.
That meant that she couldn't be King Qin's concubine, and she couldn't wait to vent her resentment.
Ming Lanruo glanced at her and suddenly said to Mrs. Qin: "Er Niang, please do me a favor. After I leave, I will beat Xiangxue fifty boards and sell them to Yazi."
Although Mrs. Qin is her stepmother, she is also her cousin and aunt, so it is not a bad idea to treat her in a small way.
Ms. Qin didn't want to cause trouble, she just wanted to ask Minglan Ruo to go smoothly, and then nodded: "Okay."
Xiangxue was immediately kicked over by the servant and fell to her knees on the ground. Her eyes widened in disbelief: "I have served you for so many years, and you treat me like this?"
She was originally a first-class maidservant serving Ming Lanruo. She had no fingers in the water and only had to serve Ming Lanruo. She was more respectable than the ladies from small families outside.
But now Ming Lanruo is about to be imprisoned in a ghost marriage, and he wants to use the master's money to beat her and sell her?!
Ming Lanruo said calmly: "Even if I become Princess Mourning, I am still your master. I am showing mercy by not letting anyone beat you to death for betraying my master!"
"I was wrong, miss, please spare me...ah——!!" Xiangxue's screams as she was dragged down to hit the board instantly resounded throughout the mansion.
Amid the shrill screams, Ming Lanruo turned around and got on the pale and gloomy sedan with her stomach expressionless.
Suddenly, a pale and thin old woman with white hair stumbled out and grabbed her hand, crying like rain: "Miss!"
Ming Lanruo gently patted her old grandmother who had taken care of her since she was a child, and gently comforted her: "Aunt Agu, you are old, please stop crying."
Aunt Agu looked at her steadily and whispered: "Miss, wait, I will help you!"
Ming Lanruo smiled gently: "Mommy, the most important thing for you is to protect yourself. I have all the medical skills I learned from you, and I will protect myself!"
If the development in the previous life is followed, five years later, she and her child will die!
What she has to do now is to safely give birth to the child in her belly and spend the five years of death in hiding in Prince Mourning's Mansion!
Therefore, it may not be a bad thing to marry into a ghost marriage in Prince Mou's Mansion! She can't get out of Prince Mou's Mansion, and those who want to use and harm her can't get in either!
Ming Lanruo said goodbye to her family and lowered the sedan curtain.
She looked down at the palm of her hand, where she saw a handful of banknotes and notes that Agu had secretly stuffed in. There was only one line of small words on them -
"Be patient and patient, and make a comeback!"
She quietly put the banknotes into her sleeves with a calm expression and made up her mind.
Ghost marriage is indeed a way to avoid disaster.
"Get up the sedan!" Aunt Zhang from Prince Mourning Palace smiled and clapped her hands.
In the dark night, a team of people wearing sackcloth and mourning carried a sedan chair and moved along the deserted quiet streets, constantly scattering paper money.
It was obviously a funeral, but there was a matchmaker and a suona troupe playing festive songs to welcome the bride, which was strange and terrifying.
But in the distance stood a group of armored guards armed with swords.
The leader was none other than Cang Qiao. His handsome face had a ghostly look in the dark night, and he watched the team enter the palace of Prince Mou with gloomy eyes.
"Master Governor, are you going to see Miss Ming? She is waiting for you?" He and the father-in-law stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
Cang Qiao curved the corners of her red lips, her eyes were complicated and gloomy: "If you see what she does, she will never marry anyone again, isn't that bad?!"
What he can’t get, no one can get from now on!
As he spoke, he laughed softly, turned around and left.
He and his father-in-law sighed. He knew that his master had become cold-hearted from the moment he entered the palace to ask for Ming Lanruo's order.
The master has always treated her differently from others, but this time, Miss Ming came to see Master Qiantui, cried, made trouble, and hanged herself, which completely wiped out all the love.
Although Mr. Qiantose agreed that she would not marry the prince, he was completely heartbroken.
...
The sedan chair entered Prince Mourning's Palace, and Nurse Zhang respectfully saluted an aunt in palace official uniform: "Master Ruan Shanggong, you can report back to the Empress, I will take a good look at Miss Ming."
The Shang Gong said coldly: "The Queen has said that you are in charge of her royalties and expenses. If the eldest lady of the Ming family can just stay here and think about her mistakes, that's all. If she is still as arrogant and domineering as before, you can just retaliate."
Know the palace!"
Nanny Zhang smiled and said: "Yes."
This Miss Ming is the God of Wealth. From now on, all that woman's money will be hers.
No one noticed when Ming Lanruo got off the sedan and stood in the shadows, listening to the conversation with a calm expression.
It seemed that people in the palace were still monitoring her.
No wonder Aunt Agu told her to be patient and patient, and stuffed her with so many scattered banknotes.
As for Cang Qiao...he won't come.
She watched coldly as the empty door slowly closed and lowered her eyes mockingly.
That paranoid fool probably thought that she was causing such a big drama just because of King Qin.
She touched her belly tenderly and smiled——
Come on, if you don't come, you won't come. So what if you don't have his care.
The thousand taels of silver notes that Aunt Agu gave her, combined with her medical skills, how could she live well?
When she gives birth to the child, raises it to five years old, and takes the child out, she must investigate all the strange things that have happened since her rebirth!
...
Time flies, winter turns to spring, and in the blink of an eye, it is already five years later.
In an old inner house, the delicate voice of a little baby sounded softly——
"Mother, mother, wake up quickly, it's time to have breakfast!"
The woman on the bed lazily stretched out her hand, pushed away the quilt, and rubbed the tender face of the little baby sitting next to her: "Xiao Xi'er, stop screaming, I heard you."
"Mom, I'm hungry." The little cat-like boy pouted.
"Bang bang bang! Princess, it's dawn, it's time to get up!!"
There was a sound of impatient smashing on the dilapidated window, which made Ming Lanruo wake up completely and get up to wipe the child's face.
The little meat dumpling in her arms kissed her face, her big eyes were lively and cute: "Good morning, mother!"
Ming Lanruo wiped the face of the little boy in her arms with a handkerchief and smiled: "Let's go have breakfast. My mother asked them to add two eggs this morning."
After exiting the room, there was a bleak and dilapidated courtyard, with fallen leaves everywhere.
The maid Lin'er, who had just knocked on the window to wake her up, and a woman were sitting under the concierge, making steamed buns.
On a small coffee table next to it were two bowls of porridge, a meat bun and a small plate of pickles, which were their mother and son's breakfast.
Ming Lanruo frowned slightly: "Didn't I order two eggs? Why are they not available today?"
