Chapter 285 Prince, the Queen Mother has returned to the palace
"The more you want something, the less you can get it. The more hopeless you are, the more effortlessly you get it."
Marquis Chongyang's voice gradually became cold and terrifying, and became even more sinister and terrifying.
Hu Bingyu trembled all over, thinking of those days when she couldn't get what she asked for, and how those people humiliated her.
No, why, why did she have to twist her hair to become a sister-in-law, why did she want to wear a green lantern and an ancient Buddha, while those few women can enjoy the glory and wealth, tie their feet with red ropes to their loved ones, and have children.
Why did she work so hard to plan for the family, but ended up being abandoned by the family?
She is not convinced, she is not angry, and she cannot give up.
She gritted her teeth, and a coldness flashed across her eyes.
"I'm going to kill her, I'm going to kill them."
"The Marquis of Chongyang."
She suddenly raised her head and looked at Chongyang Hou.
"Help me, as long as you are willing to help me, I can do anything you want."
Marquis Chongyang seemed to be waiting for her words. He raised his eyebrows and smiled without any surprise. He rubbed her red lips with his fingertips, but his eyes were as cold as ice thorns.
"Miss, you should know that I don't like women who are duplicitous."
"Besides, it's not easy to fool the Queen Mother and the Emperor."
When Hu Bingyu heard this, how could she not understand the meaning behind his words?
She smiled coquettishly at Chongyang Marquis, and her emerald-like fingers covered his chest, and then moved to his fingers that were placed on her lips. She grabbed his fingers and stroked her fair neck along her smooth skin.
"Master Hou, my body was also pampered by the Great Sima Mansion. My skin is as solid as fat, my muscles are strong and my bones are weak. So what if I am better than the Queen Mother?"
As she spoke, Hu Bingyu suddenly tore open her clothes, revealing her snow-white skin, and threw herself into the arms of Marquis Chongyang.
The body is delicate and soft, like the willow trees by the lake, and the clothes he is wearing make Chongyang Marquis quite a bit curious.
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Since Luo Jiuli was injured, Xiao Mingxuan found another excuse not to go to court.
For two days in a row, the dignified prince did not leave the palace, go to court, or make friends. He just stayed in the courtyard, accompanying Luo Jiuli to tinker with various bottles and jars, and prune the branches of plum blossoms. Later, the backlog of the army would be destroyed.
The discount has been approved.
Anyway, the emperor did not speak, and no one in the court dared to care about him.
Two days passed in such a seemingly peaceful day. Two nights later, the sunset and crows flew together, and bad news came from outside the house.
"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother has returned to the palace."
At that time, Xiao Mingxuan was sitting behind the desk correcting military excerpts. Luo Jiuli was sitting next to him, slowly grinding ink for him.
"Come back so quickly."
Xiao Mingxuan responded lightly, but did not put down the military excerpts in his hand. Luo Jiuli glanced at him, but also did not put down the ink tablets in his hand.
The two of them acted in unison and had the same facial expressions, without any nervousness or panic at all.
Butler: He was the only one nervous about co-writing.
"Is there a summons from the palace?"
The butler shook his head:
"No."
"Did the Emperor send someone out to deliver the message?"
The butler still shook his head.
"No."
Xiao Mingxuan frowned.
"Then you have something else to do?"
The implication is, if you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have nothing to do, leave quickly, and don’t disturb our world of two.
The butler sighed and bowed back.
If the Queen Mother knew that the prince and the second lady despised the Queen Mother returning to the palace, something might happen.
"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of being summoned by the Queen Mother?"
In the room, Luo Jiuli put down the ink sticks. In ancient times, grinding ink was not a job for humans. Her wrists hurt from exhaustion.
Xiao Mingxuan saw her gently squeezing her wrist, stretched out his hand to pull her over, let her sit on his lap, and stretched out his hand to massage her.
"The Queen Mother has enjoyed a lifetime of honor and favor. With this kind of hard work and travel, she will definitely put all the matters to rest until tomorrow."
"Then tonight -"
"It's going to be lively tonight."
Xiao Mingxuan smiled lightly.
"But don't worry, as long as I'm with you, it's just a show."
"Your Majesty means--"
Luo Jiuli glanced in the direction of the west courtyard.
"The Queen Mother's people will find a way to get in touch with Qiao Yue."
"Qiao Yue was sent here by the Queen Mother, and Qiu Lian is actually from Concubine Hu. Therefore, both of them have specific ways of contacting the master behind her."
Luo Jiuli suddenly realized.
"I see, but that's good."
"My lord, guess what Qiao Yue will choose?"
Xiao Mingxuan let go of her wrist and hugged her waist.
"She had no choice."
"Oh! Your Majesty thinks she will accept my conditions."
"Of course, only if there are conditions to prove that she is valuable, otherwise, her end will be the same as Qiulian."
Luo Jiuli shrugged.
"Well, your prince's ability to see into people's hearts is better than mine."
"However, I still don't trust her very much."
Xiao Mingxuan smiled.
"It's not difficult. Isn't tonight a litmus test? As long as she makes a choice tonight, she will be completely used by us from now on."
As the last ray of sunlight fell over the mountains, darkness finally enveloped the earth.
On the tree in the west courtyard of Jiuwang Mansion.
Snap!
Snow fell from the dry branches and leaves and hit the ground.
It also disrupted the chaotic and complicated emotions of the people in the room.
In front of the window, Qiaoyue, who had not been seen for a long time, had recovered her body. The scar on her wrist had already scabbed over, but it still hurt a little bit at every turn, reminding her of her own experience.
Luo Jiuli once told her that if the scar was itchy, it meant that the wound was healing and new flesh would grow to crowd out the rotten flesh.
New! Just like the conditions Luo Jiuli negotiated with her.
Is she really willing to accept a new identity? But does she have a choice?
She has no noble status, no powerful parents, and no man she can rely on. If she doesn't want to die, if she wants to live a difficult life in this world, she can only win a chance for herself by accepting it.
“Throwing away the old things will give you the opportunity to gain new things.”
This is what Luo Jiuli told her, and it is also Luo Jiuli's promise to her. When things are completed, he will give her a new identity, allowing her to completely stay away from this conspiracy whirlpool.
Can she really trust Luo Jiuli?
As time passed by, the people who were suffering were still suffering, but those who were waiting to watch the show were so excited that they didn't feel sleepy at all.
"Master, please sleep for a while. When people really come, my subordinates will come in and wake you up."
Nanzhu frowned. The prince gave her the task of letting the master eat the midnight snack and sleep for a while, but the master did nothing. How could he bring the midnight snack and leave it there? As for going to bed.
She glanced at her master, who was neatly dressed and looking out anxiously. She wondered if the prince would punish her when he came back soon.
"I'm not sleepy."
Luo Jiuli waved his hand.
"Is the prince not back yet? When will the Queen Mother's people come in?"