Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Chapter 1262: Golden Cage (88)

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Shen Mubai hugged her, said in a muffled voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

It's just that in my heart, I have no bottom.

She can't interfere with the life trajectory of everyone in the world, she can only watch helplessly, powerless.

Concubine Rong hoped that she would get married and have a good home, but Shen Mubai knew in his heart that Wen Renlai would not sit idly by, and if the troubles were ugly, they might not be able to stop the scene.

She did not hope that in the end, Concubine Rong and the Zhao family would end up being killed or killed in order to fight Wenren.

After procrastinating for a long time, Concubine Rong's situation became worse and worse, Shen Mubai couldn't bear it, so he could only consult with Wen Renli.

Who knew that she hadn't spoken yet, but it was convenient for her to know what she was going to say, her whole face was gloomy and ugly.

Shen Mu's white hair was timid, bit his lips and said, "It's just to lie to my mother and concubine."

Wen Renli's face looked better now, but she still couldn't control her jealousy, so she resisted her whole body, hugged her to the bed, and kissed her hard.

On the day when Concubine Rong left, she was still thinking about Shen Mubai's marriage, she held her hand and said, "It happened suddenly, and Concubine Mother has no chance to prepare it for you."

Shen Mubai wiped his tears and said, "With Fifth Brother here, he will arrange it for Luoer."

"Mother, don't worry." Concubine Rong smiled, loosened her hand, and her voice faded, "Yesterday I dreamed about your father, and he said that he missed me... the first time that mother and concubine saw you." When he was... not in the palace..."

The following words blurred a bit, then stopped abruptly.

Shen Mubai paused, looked up, his lips trembled.

After Concubine Rong left, Qingyan followed her to Hua'an Palace.

Paper can't cover fire, not to mention Wen Renji never wanted to hide it.

Shocked and appalled, Qingyan cried, "Princess, princess, how could he treat you like this..."

Originally, he thought that the emperor had a brother-sister relationship with the princess, but he didn't expect that it was the same as that Wen Renyu, who was not as good as a beast.

Shen Mubai had no choice, and he couldn't pretend to be indifferent, so he could only be full of melancholy.

Fell into Qing Yan's eyes, she cried even harder, "Princess, why don't you speak out, if you speak out, the empress will never watch you being raped by this beast..."

Shen Mubai felt that he had acted a bit too much, so he could only tactfully say, "Even if you tell the mother and concubine, so what, the fifth brother is the emperor, even if it is the Zhao family, you can't do anything to him."

Qingyan cried so much that she almost fainted, "Princess, it's the servant who didn't protect you well."

Shen Mubai sighed, then patted her on the back.

Qingyan has resentment in her heart, so every time someone is around, she can't control her emotions.

Seeing the princess bearing the burden and not daring to resist the dog emperor, she felt even more sad.

In fact, Shen Mubai has long been used to this kind of life.

She could even chat easily with the system while eating the pastry, "System, is your depression better?"

The system is still a bit sleepy, "No."

Shen Mubai wondered, "Why did you suddenly suffer from depression?"

The system got angry when it heard it, "Isn't it because of..."

Shen Mubai, "Because of what?"

System, "No... nothing."

Shen Mubai sees that she can't ask questions, so naturally she won't waste her saliva, she lives a small life, except that she has to take some bitter medicines on weekdays, but she still lives well.

It was in the third year when the progress bar on Wenren's head reached 100%.

He was firmly seated as the Son of Heaven of the Beiling Kingdom, and he held half of the military power in his hands, and his ability was much stronger than that of the late emperor. Even if there was no concubine in the harem, the ministers would at best be more courageous to send memorials, and would not dare to intervene.

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