Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King - Chapter 83

Courageous Hou realized his recklessness and hurriedly pleaded guilty, shouting long live my emperor, and begging Weiyan to miss his eagerness for women and tolerate his recklessness.

Excited to the back, with tears full of tears, he pulled Wei Yansi’s sleeves and said, “I am worried about my father.”

Wei Yansi listened patiently and spoke to each other from time to time. After the comfort was over, he promised to give him a fairness and a fairness to the composer.

Yongyihou coughed violently twice, his old face swelled into purple, and his eyes bulged excitedly: “Long live, please be the master for the little girl!”

Wei Yan wanted to help him stand firmly: “Don’t worry, Lord Hou, Ying’er has indeed been wronged, but he has not suffered much. This catastrophe will not die, there must be a blessing afterwards. I will take good care of her, compensate her, and compensate. Your Qu family. Since I have captured Geng Wangshu and returned to Beijing, he will surely be punished. You can raise your body with peace of mind.”

“Honglian taught him that his heart can be punishable. Long live the sentence of the thief who was guilty of a thousand swords and annihilated the nine races, so that the old man’s hatred can be solved!”

The innocent girl was abducted by a group of gangsters. Rumors and rumors spread all over the capital, saying everything.

Rumors spread to Yongyihou’s ears, making him confused. No matter how many precious medicinal stones were drunk, his condition did not improve. Now Qu Jinying returns to Beijing safely. He is afraid that Wei Yansi’s dislike of Qu Jinying’s reputation will be ruined, so he is entangled. Hold on.

Wei Yan thought about scratching her forehead. Of course, a thousand swords would be fine. Geng Wang’s book would be damned, but it was a bit difficult to punish the Jiu Clan, and his family was long gone.

But Yongyihou is the old man, so I have to coax it, what if something goes wrong and burps.

Hurriedly said: “I order the third division to conduct a trial, and you are allowed to listen.”

“real?”

“You must promise me not to act rashly.”

The implication is that you don’t care about the lynching of Geng Wang’s book, don’t kill me.

This is her eagerness to develop wisdom. For a long time, Courageous Hou was able to vent his anger. Secondly, she tried to vent her anger, and Geng Wangshu abducted Qu Jinying’s incident. When she thought of it, her teeth tickled with anger. Third, to ensure that Geng Wangshu will not die for the time being, and let it be used to deal with Lu Chijing when the time is right.

The good times didn’t last long, she just breathed a sigh of relief, and Courageous Hou was so touched that she thanked her for her great kindness, and just kneel down.

Everyone in Manhou Mansion followed the sacred gratitude, which was more fierce than the courageous Hou.

Among the crowd, a petite figure knelt and walked in front of Qu Jin. It was Xiao Yangliu, crying cryingly: “The county lord—”

Following her pounced on, there was Sanfang Wenshi.

The three of them hugged and cried very sadly.

In the chaos, only Liu Erniang was different, with a colorful face. After noticing Wei Yan’s unsatisfactory eyes, she instantly squeezed out a smile and said: “Long live, Wanwan prays to the Buddha every day in the palace, hope You are back safely.”

Wei Yan thinks inwardly. It is estimated that Qu Wanwan hopes that she is more likely to die outside, so that it will be convenient for King Yichuan to break the shoes.

Then Liu Erniang glared fiercely, and Liu Erniang shivered in surprise.

It was getting late, Wei Yansi temporarily separated from Qu Jinying and hurried back to Da Nei.

The old ancestor’s rule was that the gate of the palace must be closed at the time of the unity. During the world, people outside can’t get in and people inside can’t get out. Especially on the night of Zhongyuan Festival, Wei Yansi smuggled Qu Jinying out of the palace. After the accident on the Shuiyue River, this rule became more stringent.

Wei Yansi’s BMW scented car drove into the Donghua Gate in Ouchi at the moment when the sunset was over, and saw the empress dowager Yijia from a distance.

The queen mother was standing at the end of the door, and she got out of the carriage and stood at the end of the door.

She understands the process. It’s nothing more than a filial greeting from a mother, kindness and filial piety, and then cooperate with the queen mother to cry, thinking that it will be fine if she has cried, but the queen mother said helplessly: “The concubines are all in the Hall of Nourishment, waiting for your peace.”

Wei Yansi: “…”

“They were going to come to Donghuamen with them. The Aijia didn’t like too many people crying and weeping, disturbing our mother and son talking, so they were not allowed to follow.”

Wei Yanspi smiled but didn’t smile: “The queen is wise.”

In fact, he backed his hand and gestured towards Chun to make him run faster, go back to the Hall of Nurturing Heart, and send away all the concubines.

Chunlai is very efficient, and rushes back to the Hall of Nourishment. With the help of Yi Dongpo, he cleared the venue in half an hour. When Wei Yansi helped the queen mother come in, he even changed his clothes and changed back to the former beauty. The little eunuch.

The queen mother sat down and listened to Wei Yansi telling the strange things about the palace.

In this talk, Wei Yansi forgot the time and went straight to the groaning belly.

The queen mother accompanies her to dinner, and then discusses her merits and rewards. The most rewarded are Chunlai and Fenghe. They are asked to work hard. Promotion and wealth are not a dream.

“It’s too late, the emperor is tired, rest early” The queen mother touched her cheek affectionately, before leaving the hall, looked back at her deeply, and stopped talking.

“Erchen sent you.”

“For the remaining few days, you will raise your body and don’t use it in the Ci Ning Hall. Please peace.”

In Wei Yansi’s impression, Taihou Zhuang is graceful. Although he has the name of a queen mother, he is not old and well maintained. He looks like a pretty woman in her early thirties. His back tonight is a bit bleak and lonely. .

Wei Yansi watched the Queen Mother leave, leaning against the door in a daze.

She came back with a lot of questions, the most puzzled… is Princess Duanyang.

This person has passed away for many years, but left too many mysteries, invisibly like a puppet thread, restricting her every move.

Hey.

Everything is in a hurry and needs long-term consideration.

After suffering for a few days outside, of course she must enjoy it when she returns to the palace. She put aside her worries, ran to the bath and soaked for an hour, eating exquisite snacks and drinking delicious wine while taking a bath, sighing that this is a fairy day .

Yi Dongpo whispered to her outside the door, and said with a bad idea: “Long live to turn over a green card. Please ask a lady to accompany you.”

Wei Yan was so sick that she got goose bumps all over her body. She lost her interest in taking a bath, and went back to the Hall of Nourishing the Heart. She lay on the long-awaited large dragon couch and slept until the sky was bright.

She opened her eyelids in a daze, and was dazzled by the bright yellow curtains and quilts. For a while, she couldn’t remember where she was.

Until Yi Dongpo brought the exquisite dragon robe and asked her to change clothes, Fang Rumeng woke up.

Yi Dong ramp said: “Long live, you sleep a little longer, you will almost miss the early morning.”

He also said: “The slave from the Taiji Palace spreads a message, saying that the Emperor Taishang is confused and sick, so you don’t have to go to visit him.”

Wei Yansi murmured to herself: “I accompany the Queen Mother until late at night, but I forgot to greet the Emperor.”

Yi Dongpo honestly said: “The slave is dissatisfied with you. Since you left the palace, the Emperor is very worried, and his body is not as good as the day, and he is always guilty of confusion.”

Wei Yan was silent for a while, and was in a good mood to be disturbed by a loss. She was still willing to say: “Okay, I will not eat breakfast for now, and go up.”

She hadn’t seen the chattering ministers for a long time, so she missed it.

Yi Dongpo praised her for her wiseness, leaned on her feet, and put on her dragon boots. Her feet immediately seemed to be stepping on cotton, soft and soft, with all the comfort.