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Chapter 118 You are not suitable for the palace gate (for Mo Xuehan)

Hua Lanzhou, on the other hand, smiled.

"His Royal Highness Prince Zhao has just fallen under my spell. My charm is just the lowest level of charm. His Highness can't even resist it, let alone a woman like Yan Tinglian."

"If His Highness Prince Zhao still doesn't believe it, now His Highness is thinking carefully about whether His Highness saw Luo Jiuli in the wedding room during the heavy snowfall in the middle of the night on the wedding night."

As soon as Hua Lanzhou finished speaking, a picture of the red and festive Zhaowang Palace appeared in Xiao Zhumo's mind. He lifted up the bright red hijab and saw the charming bride Luo Jiuli. He drank with her.

After drinking some wine, he hugged her and went to bed.

Hua Lanzhou lowered his head, his eyes swirling until the calmness disappeared.

"Yan Tinglian erased His Highness's memory. His Highness obeyed her orders. That's why he doubted Miss Luo Er's innocence."

On the side, Xiao Mingxuan looked at Xiao Zhumo coldly.

"So, King Zhao, it is better to say less about some things without evidence, so as not to make others look down upon your status as a member of the royal family."

Xiao Zhumo was completely confused. At this time, he also had doubts about the child Luo Jiuli was pregnant with.

Could it be that he really consummated his marriage with Luo Jiuli on the wedding night?

Could it be that Yan Tinglian was really the one who caused him to misunderstand Luo Jiuli?

Could it be that he was really bewitched by love poison and charm, and his memory was confused?

Could it be that the child who was fed raw grass and had a miscarriage by his own hands was really his flesh and blood?

Confused, irritable, and complicated, the scene just now disappeared suddenly, and his mind suddenly went blank.

Bang!

He held his head and fell heavily to the ground.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

The attendants and those accompanying him were shocked and stepped forward one after another.

Hua Lanzhou also stepped forward and pretended to be calm to take the pulse of King Zhao.

"King Zhao is in a state of rage. Please carry him back so that he can recuperate."

"yes."

A group of servants from Prince Zhao's Mansion carried the unconscious Prince Zhao onto the carriage.

Everyone thought it was really King Zhao who was in a rage. Only Luo Jiuli saw the long, thin needle on Hua Lanzhou's sleeve.

"Your Majesty, I would like to thank you for seeking justice for my daughter."

The Duke of Guo came forward and bowed to Xiao Mingxuan.

"You don't have to bow to me, my lord."

Xiao Mingxuan glanced at Luo Jiuli, his gentle eyes were quite restrained.

On the side, Luo Yuanjia's eyes kept staring at the Nine Kings as if there was no trace of anything.

Sure enough, when he saw the way the Ninth Prince looked at his sister, his heart skipped a beat.

The Ninth Prince showed up at the Duke's Mansion impartially at the most chaotic time. This incident was definitely no accident.

Then I thought about my little sister saying that she went to the Penal Department Prison today.

The prison of the Ministry of Punishment only contains felons, and there is no handwriting from above. Does his little sister have the favor of the Jade Emperor?

She could get the people guarding the prison of the Ministry of Punishment to let her in to see Yan Tinglian.

What's more, Yan Tinglian is not an ordinary person, but a meticulous workman of Sang Nanguo.

After thinking about these points, Luo Yuanjia looked at his little sister and the Ninth Prince with increasingly unpredictable eyes.

"If the Ninth Prince doesn't dislike it, please give me a seat in the mansion."

Xiao Mingxuan glanced at Luo Jiuli and saw that the girl had her head lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Your Majesty, you are so polite. I will go to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit. The next time your Majesty returns to Beijing, I will pay you a visit in person."

With that said, he got on the carriage amidst the respectful greetings of everyone.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even have a chance to talk to Luo Jiuli, let alone contact him alone.

In the carriage, Hua Lanzhou opened the curtain and looked at Luo Jiuli who was standing at the door of the mansion.

"Is this the woman your prince is after? She is quite beautiful."

Send Qin Wudu, the personal secret guard, to protect him secretly.

Thinking about how Qin Wu went back to report in the Ninth Prince's Mansion just now.

The Ninth Prince didn't even have time to change his clothes, he left the house angrily and went straight to the Duke's house.

Xiao Mingxuan raised his eyes and looked at him with deep cold eyes.

"Your Majesty, please don't look at me like that. Your Majesty, you should thank me. If I hadn't planted the bewitchment technique for Prince Zhao last night, today's scene would be really hard to say."

Hua Lanzhou opened the car curtain.

"Is she the one who can temporarily suppress the spell in the prince's body?"

"Um."

Xiao Mingxuan nodded lightly.

"When will you leave Beijing?"

"Now."

Hua Lanzhou tugged at her wrinkled sleeves.

"Your Majesty, are you sending me out of the city?"

Not a question, but an affirmation.

"Qin Yin, leave the city."

"Yes, Master."

Qin Yin turned his horse's head and headed straight out of the city.

After leaving the outer city, Hua Lanzhou got off the carriage, said goodbye and left.

On the way back to the city, Qin Yin whispered:

"Master, why didn't you tell Miss Luo Er the truth? Aren't you afraid of Miss Luo Er's random thoughts?"

Xiao Mingxuan quietly closed his eyes and rested his mind.

"Do you think the Duke's Palace can compete with the Queen Mother, the Imperial Concubine, and the Grand Sima Palace on its own?"

Qin Yin was startled, let alone these three parties, it would be difficult for a queen mother alone to ascend to heaven.

"What do you mean, Master?"

Xiao Mingxuan did not move.

"Yan Tinglian is dead, so the matter has become an unsolved case. Even if King Zhao is suspicious, there is no evidence, so it can only be suspicion."

"Since it is a suspicion, let it be false and true, true and false."

"It's better than giving the Duke's Mansion one more enemy."

Qin Yin lowered his head and thought for a moment.

"This subordinate is just afraid. Miss Luo Er doesn't understand the painstaking efforts of the master. If one day she finds out the truth, she will blame the master."

Xiao Mingxuan smiled calmly.

"No problem."

Speaking of which, it was also his fault. He failed to restrain the medicinal properties of Qian Bu Yao and took her while he was unconscious. He also allowed her to marry into Prince Zhao's palace without her innocence and suffer so many crimes.

Not to mention scolding him, even if he is beaten or scolded, he will still have to bear it.

At this time, in the Duke's Mansion.

The whole family sent Luo Jiuqing and Pei Tingsong away, and when they returned to the hall, the Duke turned around and focused his attention on Luo Jiuli.

He didn't ask or speak, and his tiger eyes were like staring at his soldiers, making Luo Jiuli's body run cold like a razor.

"Father, why are you looking at me like this?"

On the side, the Duke's wife actually had doubts. It was not that she had not heard the rumors in the city at that time, but she did not dare to think about how her daughter had something to do with the Ninth Prince after she had just escaped from Prince Zhao's Mansion.

But today, she had to think, why did the Nine Kings suddenly come to the Duke's Mansion? And they rescued them by such a coincidence?

"Jiu'er, you have grown up. There are some things that my father doesn't want to hinder you too much, but you have to remember that your temperament is not suitable for the palace."

Only then did his relationship with his daughter ease.

What's more, what his daughter said to King Zhao just now at the door of the mansion was something he never dared to think about before. This shows that his daughter has experienced something and has her own ideas, opinions and abilities.

He just needs to be a crew member. As for where the ship will eventually sail, let her daughter, the helmsman, decide on her own.

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