Your Majesty, Please Come In

Chapter 2: Lost face

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I was stunned on the spot, it was absolutely not her intention that the concubine would marry into the mansion, and I would never force others to make things difficult for me. Of course, I have never performed the ceremony of husband and wife with her... Where did this child come from

"Hmph, shameless thing, you and Ziqing haven't had sex before, so where did you get the child?!" The mother on the seat said coldly with a cold face.

The concubine let go of her hand, she was speechless, her body trembled like a leaf falling in the wind, but I didn't react much. I knew earlier that my mother had been sending people to watch me in the dark. What could she not know

Seeing the clarity in Feng Yin's eyes as Dubu stepped forward, I knelt down and saluted together with everyone in the mansion, only to realize that the little bit of face that was left before is gone today.

"I don't know the emperor's holy car. If I miss you, I hope the emperor will forgive me." Mother said respectfully.

"Normal," Feng Yin took out a broken fan and shook it at some point, without changing his smile, "Those who don't know are innocent."

"Family ugliness, the emperor laughed at it." Mother said.

"It's family ugliness, so I won't bother you," he closed his fan, glanced at me from the corner of his eyes, and said, "I have business to deal with with King Xiang, so I'm leaving."

As I said that, regardless of my status, I pulled Lengshen away and left. This move saved me from the embarrassment of standing there to make people laugh.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Uncle Huang is polite, it's my nephew's duty to rescue my uncle."

The new girl in Chulou is really good, she dances gracefully, she paints lightly with delicate hands, and the painting is done with one ink. She is even better than the top card in the building, and her smile is not too much.

It is rare that Feng Yin, who is hugging left and right, is willing to give her up to me, but today, she is really not in the mood, and there is no smile in her words. This is the end of this neither salty nor dull day. I said, three days later, the Champs in the lake gathered together. That smile has a special meaning.

When I returned to the mansion, I heard the servants say that the princess and the servant had been killed with sticks, and my heart felt a little sad. This feeling of powerlessness made me a little out of breath. From now on, the pillow will be vacant again.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the three days have come. The Champs sits in the middle of the lake. The cupper was pouring wine, a faint smile came into view, and I was taken aback.

He's a very familiar person, but I've never seen him before, Fu Fu forehead, what's going on

"Uncle Huang, we all know about you, but Uncle Huang, don't be sad, it's just a woman, there is no grass anywhere in the world, Uncle Huang, don't you think so?" Feng Yi, the fifth prince of yesterday, now Jin Wang pretended to have a heavy face, and when he glanced at the other princes, all of them had the same expression as him, only Feng Yin was drinking the sake in his hand, and did not speak.

I smiled, raised my glass and drank it all in one gulp, "It's natural, Xiao Yi doesn't have to worry about me."

"If Ziqing has a woman in mind, I will make it up to you." With a smile in his eyes, the seated Feng Yin said.

... Uh, with such a development, it will be troublesome.

"Nephew..." I gritted my teeth, with a painful expression on my face, "To tell you the truth, uncle actually likes men!"

Everyone stopped their movements, their faces full of astonishment.

I strike while the iron is hot: "So, if a girl from another family marries me, that girl's youthful youth will not be missed? Besides... If you don't like this kind of thing, how can you enjoy yourself? Tell me, I'm right. right?"

This statement seems to be a bit serious, although I really have no interest in women, but it is not to the point that I only like men, but if I can escape Feng Yin's enthusiasm to invite those beauties in the Qin Pavilion and Chu Tower, I will steal a bit of leisure , but it's worth it.

Feng Yin's face turned black and white and then red, like an overturned seasoning bottle, with mixed colors, the other princes were dumbfounded, as if they had swallowed a dozen flies alive, the singer and dancer was much calmer, but just stunned Next, there was singing and dancing, and the person who had a faint smile on his mouth stopped smiling.

Feng Yi was the first to speak, stammering: "Huanghuanghuang... Uncle Huang, you you you you... are you joking?"

I lowered my face and said solemnly: "Do you think Uncle is joking?" Then I sighed, "This is how I am born, what can I do?"

After a while, Feng Yi swallowed his saliva, and patted my shoulder with sympathy, "Uncle, we dragged you here even if you don't like women, I've wronged you!"

Feng Yin on the other side put down his wine glass with a 'hiccup', and coughed uncomfortably.

"Is the emperor caught wind and cold? That's not right, the dragon's body is important, the emperor should go back to the palace to rest earlier." I don't know if it was unintentional or impatient, I said such a thoughtless sentence.

At this time, a man dressed as a servant rushed up, whispered a few words beside Feng Yin, and then went down, Feng Yin was left with a look of embarrassment, and looked at me with some discomfort, Fang said.

"The emperor's words are true, the emperor's younger brothers enjoy themselves, and I will return to the palace now."

Feng Yin got up, said goodbye to the princes, and left in a hurry. The man with a smile on his mouth also got up, said goodbye, and followed Feng Yin's footsteps to get up and leave. After a few cups and a few words, I left the Champs.

As expected, the market was bustling and noisy, and the cries of peddlers could be heard incessantly, sometimes mixed with the laughter of women, with veins throbbing on his forehead, and his whole body was filled with chills, he quickened his pace and hurried back to the palace. Entering the gazebo, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared, and a quieter place is better. For me, there is an inexplicable panic in a place that is too noisy.

After drinking a few sips of tea in the pavilion, Xingren stumbled over, out of breath, and couldn't even start a sentence. I kindly poured him a cup of tea, and he After taking three or two sips, he drank it all, and then he spoke a complete sentence.

"Master, something is wrong! The old prince doesn't know how to do it. He has committed a serious crime of punishing the nine clans! People say that he committed suicide by pleading guilty!"

Killing the Nine Clans...

I put down my teacup and raised my eyebrows, "Then?"

"Then...then the emperor sent people to raid the house and arrest people! Master, what should we do?" Blinking a pair of big watery eyes, tears swirled around the corners of the eyes, and if there was a stimulus, the tears would surely fall.

"Let him go." I said.

Sure enough, with this stimulation, the tears in Xingren's eyes dripped down, and it didn't stop for a long time.

At the same time, the noise from outside the inner courtyard disturbed the cleanliness of the inner courtyard and scared away the flying butterflies.

"If you are afraid, you can leave before the people sent by the imperial court arrive." I paused, and took out a stack of bank notes from my wide sleeve and stuffed them in Xingren's hand, "Although these coins are not much, save some money. Spend your whole life as if you have no worries about food and clothing, don't let others be the same person in the future, don't make yourself wronged. Live well, understand?"