In the past, Jiang Er could not even imagine that the prince married to his niece had anything to do with that position.
How could a wild prince who grew up outside the palace with the reputation of impeding the emperor on his back become the heir, or even go a step further
Unexpectedly, the situation has changed so fast, and King Yan has become one of the four princes who are safe and sound. How can it not be imagined.
Once Uncle Dongping's mansion becomes a descendant, the eldest brother will be awarded a title, and then the title of Earl Dongping will be freed up—
Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang Er was so excited that his whole body was shaking, and he was locked in the room and secretly poured a whole pot of wine to ease the excitement.
Lu Wang, who was so happy to return to the house to show off to Princess Lu, was kicked out and slept in the study for a night, so that he was still angry when he had dinner early in the morning.
"Women just don't understand the hard work of men, so I rushed back to tell you what the good news is for? I'm not afraid that you will feel the lowest status among the concubines, and your face will be dull. The result is good, you don't think about what happened to me yesterday. It's tragic, you actually gave me a face, and even drove me to sleep in the study, is there any reason for it..." King Lu muttered, and the more he said, the more aggrieved.
Concubine Lu slapped the table with a dark face, raised her eyebrows and said, "My lord, don't put gold on your face, my status has not improved among several concubines now."
"How could it be? The old man can be reduced to a commoner!"
Princess Lu hit the nail on the head: "The eighth prince has not married."
King Lu was embarrassed.
He wanted to raise his eyebrows too much in front of the tigress, but he forgot about it for a while. When he was facing the old eighth, there seemed to be a small person reminding him all the time.
Seeing that King Lu had calmed down all night, Princess Lu didn't understand, so she said angrily, "My lord, do you think I care about this? Haven't you figured it out yet? Yesterday, King Yan must have been used as a spearman."
Upon hearing this, King Lu shook his head again: "I already said that Erniu was brought by me, so why did you get involved with the seventh?"
Think about it because he brought Er Niu to the old eighth, he still feels proud, how can the old seven be falsely claimed for this credit
Concubine Lu's eyebrows were upside-down, and she wished she could pinch King Lu cleverly: "My lord doesn't even think about who the owner of Erniu is? Prince Yan intends to take him there, and if he gives a little signal, Erniu will entangle you..."
King Lu gasped: "Er Niu is so smart?"
It shouldn't be, the Erniu who threatens the road is just acting
Princess Lu was silent, unable to bear to say what King Lu might not be as clever as Erniu, and she told her face to face: "My lord, be more vigilant in the future, don't be sold and help people with money."
"Understood." King Lu responded listlessly, thinking about Yu Jin's lazy smile, and scolded secretly.
Bah, it turns out that Lao Qi is not a thing!
The light in the study room of Prince Qi's mansion was like a bean. Prince Qi didn't sleep all night. When he woke up in the morning, there was a thick blue shadow. The maid rolled with the peeled boiled egg for a long time to relieve it.
"Let's step back." Facing the slender and beautiful maid, King Qi had no intention of admiring the wind and the moon.
In the past, these were arranged by Li's, and all he could see were mediocre and vulgar fans. He suppressed the nature of men for the sake of fame, and he often couldn't help but imagine. Now that Mr. Li was detained and could not leave the courtyard, he could do whatever he wanted, but he lost interest.
No matter how beautiful the maid is, can she be more beautiful than Princess Yan? What's more, there are thousands of beautiful women in the world, so what's the joy of having a few beautiful maids
Compared to now, when he was still Li's housekeeper, he would take care of the palace for him in an orderly manner, saving him a lot of trouble.
King Qi closed his eyes, and a big dog appeared in his mind.
Yesterday, the old eight incident, this dog played the biggest role, and the result is undoubtedly in the direction of the old seven.
Think about it again, Lao Qi is not only helped by Erniu, Lao Qi's daughter has a name in the father's father as soon as she is born, and when she grows up, she will rely on acting like a spoiled child to compete for Lao Qi's favor, let alone. Concubine Yan has shown her favor to the queen many times. It can be said that Concubine Yan has contributed greatly to Lao Qi being able to become the adopted son of the empress.
Lao Qi has a wife and daughter and even a dog to help him, but what about him
The mother concubine was overwhelmed by the anger of the old seventh, and the Li family still occupied the position of Princess Qi, and even the old eighth who was close to him became a commoner...
The more King Qi thought about it, the more depressed he became, and his eyes gradually became cold.
No, he can't let Li Shi's fame keep holding back his legs. It's time to consider letting her "die of illness". Then he will use the bereavement of his wife to dormant for a while. It's better to provoke the old sixth and the old seven to fight. It is good to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.
King Qi made up his mind and quickly set about making arrangements.
The accident happened to the King of Xiang, and Princess Qi's "sickness" immediately was a bit eye-catching. One month after the start date was set by the King of Qi, it was the time when people's discussions about the King of Xiang gradually stopped.
There is a lot of gossip in the capital, and people in the world are always forgetful.
On this day, King Qi decided to take action, hesitated a little, and finally did not arrange for Sister Yuan to see Princess Qi for the last time.
Since Li was locked up, Sister Yuan has seen her mother only a handful of times. King Qi was worried that his daughter was starting to be sensible. If he was suddenly arranged to meet with Mrs. Li, and Mrs. Li was gone, the seeds of doubt would be planted in his daughter's heart.
One more thing is worse than one less thing, there is no need to see this side.
When Li Shi died, he should also think about which noble girl would be the most suitable for him.
King Qi sat in the study, looking out the window, waiting for the bright sky to turn dark.
He was used to being cautious, even in his own mansion, even when dealing with a woman who had lost everything, choosing to do it quietly at night was more secure than doing it during the day.
The spring is warm in March, and the grass grows and the warbler flies.
No matter how beautiful the spring is, it is too late, and it seems that there is no more energy to cover every corner.
The courtyard was quiet and unpopular, and only an apricot flower in the corner had already bloomed and failed.
Suddenly, a woman stepped out of the curtain and spat on the ground: "Bah, I really think I'm still a high-ranking concubine, and I don't even urinate, but I still have a face to lose my temper—"
Just as he was talking, a woman described as withered appeared at the door like a ghost.
The old woman screamed, caressing her chest and scolded: "What kind of female ghost are you pretending to be, there will be a day when you become a dead ghost!"
"Go and tell the lord that I want to see Sister Yuan." Princess Qi turned a deaf ear to her mother-in-law's abuse and said calmly.
The old woman sneered: "Yo, you still think it's the past, and my sister will come to greet you sooner or later?"
"Go and tell the lord that I want to see Sister Yuan!" Princess Qi increased her tone, "I am the mother of Sister Yuan, and I want to see her!"
"Stop dreaming." The old woman rolled her eyes and pushed Princess Qi into the house.
Outside the house is thin spring light, and inside the house is rotten and cold.
The old woman's voice became sharper and sharper: "Xiaohong, if you don't take good care of this crazy woman, you will just wait for bad luck."
A maid whispered: "Princess, come in and rest."