C382 Kill the False Princess

When Sis GaoSi heard this, his vision went dark and she fainted. Li Yian anxiously helped her up and two female servants came in to help her rest. Yue Pengju lamented in a low voice, "Sigh, it is all because of me."

Zhu Fei said with emotion: "Why would Yue Xiang Gong say such foreign words? I have followed you for so many years, it was heaven that did not call this Da Song Zenith City, but wanted a thief like Qin Gui to harm the human world … Where is the logic in this? "

Everyone was furious and dispersed in the middle of the night.

Li Yian saw everyone off and returned to the living room. Seeing that Yue Pengju was still meditating, he poured him a cup of tea and whispered to him, "Pengju, did Sister Shi Qi and his son escape danger?"

Yue Pengju nodded: "They have already gone to a safe place. "Ai, I'm just afraid that she might leave behind her tiger's head and come back by herself …" He told his wife to leave because he didn't want them to come back. As long as they weren't by his side, he would have no worries.

Li Yian was silent for a while. According to Hua Rong's personality, she would definitely return. Could it be that these two were destined to have a bad ending?

On the second day, Yue Pengju went to work. He was meeting face to face with Han Zhongliang and Qin Gui in the same office. Yue Pengju had changed into a scholar's robe, Han Zhongliang had also changed into a scholar's attire, he had even intentionally opened up his robes and wore a word of a turban, as a way to vent his dissatisfaction.

Seeing the two of them dressed in this way, obviously venting his dissatisfaction, causing the two of them to grit their teeth in anger, especially after Han Zhongliang indirectly tried to rescue Han Zhongliang, all the poison in his body had concentrated onto Yue Pengju. Seeing that he was dressed in the Scholar's attire, Qin Gui secretly sneered: "You saved Han Zhongliang, Han Zhongliang cannot save you."

Yue Yang and Han Qian quickly realised that they were just accompanying the bookkeeper. Qin Gui had reviewed all the documents with one hand and had prepared all the documents with the other. The two of them had no right to ask anything. On this day, the two of them left the palace on their horses after work. Han Zhongliang said angrily: "To think that our own clan had become Qin Gui's bookkeeper." Yue Pengju laughed and gave up. At this point, he no longer wanted to interact with Han Zhongliang anymore, because the more contact he had, the more danger he would face.

"Yue Wu, I heard that your house was on fire, where are your wife and children?"

"Sigh, I've already sent many people to search for it. For the time being, I can't find my whereabouts."

Seeing his mournful expression, Han Zhongliang lowered his voice and said, "Yue Yang, you saved me, why not save yourself like this?"

Yue Pengju naturally understood what he meant, it was to persuade himself to go and present himself to Zhao Deji, kneeling on the ground and begging him, begging him to spare his life. However, his own situation was different from Han Zhongliang's. Furthermore, he didn't even want to go down on his knees. Besides being humiliated and teased by Zhao Deji for nothing, it was completely useless. Seeing that he did not agree, Han Zhongliang knew that he had a resolute personality and would definitely not do so. There was no way to persuade him otherwise, the two of them clasped their hands and said their goodbyes.

The first thing Zhao Deji heard about was that Yue Pengju had returned, especially that Yue Pengju had actually gone to work in the Privy Council. He was extremely excited, because he had already swept away all the distress he had brought when he had attempted to assassinate the Little Tiger.

That afternoon, Xiao Liu was reading the imperial reports on his knees. The coal stove beside him was extremely warm, and when Zhao Deji's obscene nature came up,he played with the beauty in her arms for a while, causing her to go down, she summoned the Kanggong. "Kang Qi, is there any news on Hua Rong?"

"Yue Pengju also sent people to look for him. His expression was one of grief and grief. He had played many concerts to find his wife personally. It didn't seem like he was faking it … "

"Idiot, Yue Pengju is like a loyal traitor, a fake. That day, we strictly ordered everyone not to hurt Hua Rong, how could Hua Rong die? We must find Hua Rong as soon as possible … "

"As you command."

Just as Kanggong left, Zhang Quwei brought Wang Junhua in quietly.

Zhao Deji was in a bad mood, so when he saw Wang Junhua, he naturally did not look too good. Wang Junhua knelt down and massaged his thighs, flattering him.

Zhao Deji suddenly extended a hand to raise her chin: "Why can't you give birth to a son for us? You are also a hen that does not lay eggs. "

No matter how much Wang Junhua despised him, he could not bear such an insult for a while. She, Qin Gui, Zhao Deji and the other men had a long OOXX relationship, but she had never gotten pregnant. Furthermore, he was near middle age and could not bear another child in his life. She hated Zhao Deji's vulgarity and vulgarity, and was also well aware that Zhao Deji's abnormal mentality was so that he could vent and console her in the same way as others. I am sorry for pampering my Shangguan Family … "

Zhao Deji was bored out of his mind. He closed his eyes and said, "Read those memorials for me …"

Wang Junhua picked up the imperial reports and read them one by one. When he got to the third letter, he was overjoyed, this memorial was brought by a messenger from Jin Wushu yesterday, it was written by the Wei Xian Fei herself. He ordered the Wei Xian Fei to write 8 "handwritten letters" of varying degrees, and carried them with him, instructing him to deliver them separately according to the severity of the matter.

When Zhao Deji heard the secret letter of his birth mother urging him to kill the "fake princess", he suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the imperial report, throwing it aside. Wang Junhua pretended to be surprised, "Empress Dowager Wei is indeed very meticulous, to be able to see through everything."

Zhao Deji bellowed: What do you mean?

Wang Junhua kneeled down in feigned fear. "Chenqie is guilty, chenqie is guilty …"

"Wang's disease, what crime do you have? Oh right, you have also met her in Jinguo. Do you think that she is real? "

Wang Junhua's voice trembled. "Chenqie has indeed seen Princess Tianwei before, and she has seen him once before. Afterwards, the princess was married to a Han Chinese from the Five Kingdoms with the surname Xu.

"Tianwei really married into the Five Kingdoms?"

"Yes." At that time, all of the Chinese in Jinguo knew. "Later on, I heard that she died of an illness and was buried in the Five Kingdoms …"

"What's wrong with this Tianwei?"

"When chenqie heard that the princess had returned, she was extremely surprised. But chenqie wasn't too familiar with the princess, and seeing how similar her appearance was, she didn't dare to make wild guesses. Besides, before chenqie saw the news of the princess' death in Five Kingdoms with her own eyes, I wouldn't dare to be sure … "

Zhao Deji said angrily: "You're a good Wang's disease. Since you had your suspicions from the beginning, why didn't you immediately report it to us?"

"Please forgive this Shangguan Family … Shangguan Family, please forgive me … Chenqie … "chenqie was afraid of offending the princess, so he wanted to ask about it in secret. Who knew that even after being tactful a few times, the princess would still rage at his and hold a grudge against his …" She glanced at Zhao Deji with a wronged expression, "I think Princess Tianwei must have talked about chenqie in front of Shangguan Family quite a few times … "It's all because chenqie offended her …"

Zhao Deji sneered: "Why aren't you afraid of offending her now?"

Wang Junhua charmingly said: "Everyone in the world knows that the Shangguan Family is kind and filial. No matter if it's war or peace, everyone places the Empress Dowager Wei at the top of the list. "chenqie is afraid that the fake princess will obstruct the empress dowager's return and hurt Shangguan Family's filial piety …"

The bogus princess was obstructing the Empress Dowager's return!?

Wang Junhua saw that Zhao Deji's expression was shaken, and took the chance to say, "Chenqie is also worried that the fake princess' identity would be exposed, wouldn't that endanger the Empress Dowager's safety? Shangguan Family is wise, Shangguan Family will naturally make a decision … "

These words were like a fierce medicine, cutting off the last sliver of affection Zhao Deji had for the Sister by blood. The real problem was right in front of her: her birth mother must have been afraid that Tianwei would reveal her identity.

The princess could be a fake, but the empress dowager definitely couldn't be a fake. Otherwise, wouldn't the mask for peaceful negotiations and the beauty powder for filial piety be swept clean? Mother or sister? He thought about it and made up his mind. If there was a true empress dowager, there couldn't be a fake princess. The two could only exist in one, they could not coexist!

Seeing his expression, Wang Junhua was already eighty to ninety percent sure. He was so happy that he almost jumped, but he still resisted the urge to kneel down and continue kneading's legs for him …

In the night, the cold wind was bone-chilling.

Three figures quietly approached the "Yueyuan".

Yue Pengju was deep in thought while sitting under the lamp, when the door was pushed open. A figure rushed in, and his vision blurred for a moment as a soft person appeared in his arms.

He felt his heart sink and warm again. He held his wife tightly and sealed her tender lips. Those ice-cold lips that brought with it snow and wind soon felt warm, and it became hot in his arms. He whispered into her ear and shook her body. He was in extreme pain: "Sister Shi Qi, why did you come back?"

Her eyes were burning with excitement, "Our son is safe now, we will have no worries later on. Pengju, I'm not afraid of anything anymore. I'll stay with you, I'm not going anywhere. "No matter what, I'm not leaving you …"

Yue Pengju's tears fell like rain, only his wife's passionate kiss went from his forehead to his mouth and to his palm, as if she wanted to completely melt him. Inside, he didn't want her back at all, didn't want her to come at all. But with her by his side, it was a truly wonderful feeling — wishing that she would always be by his side, never to be separated.

He reached out his hand, gently brushed a strand of hair off his wife's forehead, and asked gently: "Sister Shi Qi, are you tired?"

She tiredly placed her hand on his chest, and in a moment, she sat up again. With a beaming smile, she pulled his hand. "Pengju, stand up, I'll bring you to enjoy this once …"

Surprised, he picked up his wife and followed her directions to the next room. Only then did he discover a makeshift bath with a fire lit inside. The smokeless, high-quality charcoal made the room as warm as spring.

She held her husband's hand and the two of them entered the bath together. Only then did Yue Pengju realize that this was a natural hot spring, the biggest scenery in this "Yueyuan". When the two of them first entered, they didn't have the mood to pay any attention to it. Naturally, they didn't manage it either. Hua Rong accidentally found it while she was at home, so she fixed it and changed it to the stove. She had wanted to let his son enjoy it with him for a long time, but now, she couldn't. That night, she was very excited and brought her husband over.

The two of them snuggled close to each other in the warm water, using water to wash off each other's fatigue. Under the dense spring water, Hua Rong's face flushed red. She looked embarrassed: "Pengju, have I become old?"

Under the bright light, he looked at the woman in his embrace. Many years had passed, and the hardships of time had passed. His flower-like face already had a faint line in it — his wife's extremely beautiful eyes had a line in them. His eyes were moist as he laughed, "Sister Shi Qi, no, you aren't old at all, you have always been beautiful."

She shyly lowered her head, just like a little girl. How many years had it been? In her husband's eyes, she was still the same beauty as when she first fell in love. What could a woman want when she came here?