The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

There are still a few days until the new year, and the palace of Minyue Kingdom is very festively arranged.

"I miss the baby!"

Luo Jiaojiao was sitting behind the tea table, leaning on her chin with both hands, and said quietly.

"It's rare that Madam is still thinking about home, so as a husband, let Gillian go back as soon as possible!"

Standing in front of the window early in the morning looking at the potted flowers just delivered in the yard, Bo Langjun turned around and walked slowly to the table and sat down.

"That's great!"

Luo Jiaojiao felt uncomfortable after hearing Bo Langjun's words, but she heard that she could go back as soon as possible, so she stopped worrying about it.

Afterwards, everyone in the Minyue Palace knew that Qiaozhu from the Meal Bureau was the one who murdered Prince Zhaoqi, and that she had been arrested and interrogated by Uncle Guo who came to investigate the case.

This matter naturally spread to the ears of King Minyue, several Minyue princes and their powerful royal families.

The national teacher Qiu Jingshan hurried into the small courtyard where Bo Langjun and his wife lived.

"Is the national teacher here to tell us to leave Minyue Kingdom quickly?"

Standing at the door of the house, Bo Langjun and Qiu Jingshan asked after greeting each other.

"Leave quickly! The sooner the better!"

Qiu Jingshan looked anxious.

"I'm afraid I can't go now!"

Mr. Bo Lang deliberately sighed.

"How can this be done? Why are Uncle Guo's people so careless that they leaked such an important matter?"

Qiu Jingshan asked inquiringly.

"The news was found out by someone with a heart, and then spread it on purpose."

Bo Langjun pretended to helplessly spread his arms.

"If Uncle Guo and his wife can trust the old man, how about going to the National Teacher's Mansion to hide?"

Qiu Jingshan is not a member of the royal family, he only plans for the stability of Minyue Kingdom.

Mr. Bo Lang is the most important person in the heart of the Empress Dowager Bo.The emperor is also a benevolent and filial person.If something happened to Mr. Bo Lang in Minyue Kingdom, the emperor would definitely not let it go.In this way, Minyue will surely suffer!

"If there is still room for change in this matter, is the national teacher willing to help my uncle?"

When Mr. Bo Lang saw Qiu Jingshan running around in a hurry, he knew that he really cared about state affairs.

"Uncle Guo, please tell me! As long as the humble minister is needed, I will definitely help you!"

Qiu Jingshan heard that there was a turning point in the matter, so he immediately went to the side case and sat down to listen to Bo Langjun's good plan.

After Mr. Bo Lang said his thoughts, Qiu Jingshan immediately got up and said:

"Do everything according to the wishes of the uncle of the country! I will go to see the king now!"

"Feng Yue! Send the national teacher!"

Bo Langjun ordered Feng Yue with satisfaction.

"Can the King of Minyue agree?"

Luo Jiaojiao came out of the inner room worriedly and asked Bo Langjun.

"He's not a fool!"

Mr. Bo Lang said firmly.

Sure enough, two hours later, the King of Minyue announced that the case of Prince Zhaoqi's poisoned murder would be concluded at the court meeting three days later, and the candidate for the crown prince of Minyue would also be announced at that time.

The three princes and the king's nephews with official positions all received the order of King Minyue, asking them all to attend the court meeting, and no one should be absent!
After the second prince Bohan received the order, he pondered for a long time and wrote a secret letter and handed it to his bodyguard.

The third prince Long He and Zuo Yun both received the king's order, immediately settled the military affairs of the North Camp, and then rushed to the king's city in a carriage.

The fourth prince Chongran couldn't kneel for a long time after receiving the order.

"It's all useless for the mother and concubine, and it will hurt the child!"

Mrs. Luo came out from behind the curtain and gently helped her son up.

"My son-in-law didn't intend to be the crown prince! Mother and concubine don't have to blame themselves!"

Zhong Ran sighed inwardly.

That seat was full of temptation for him, but it was out of reach.

"Do you still remember when you were young and played on your father's body?"

Mrs. Luo sat at the tea table with Chong Ran's support.

"Can not remember!"

Chong Ran's heart ached.Ever since he could remember, his father and king rarely came to visit him and his mother and concubine.

The palace of the mother and concubine is located in a remote place, and their food and clothing are not as expensive as the one in the cold palace on weekdays.

After growing up, his talent gradually got the attention of his father, and their life became much easier.

"What if the concubine mother did something wrong? Don't bear any grudges, okay?"

Mrs. Luo rubbed her forehead with her hand, closed her eyes, and looked a little sad.

"What does the concubine mother mean by this?"

Chong Ran's heart tightened suddenly.

"My son has grown up, and mother really misses you!"

"Mother Concubine! Don't do anything stupid! Tell Erchen what's going on! Let's face it together!"

Chong Ran had vaguely felt that his mother had something to hide from him, and that it was a matter of life and death!He was so anxious that he grabbed his mother's hand.

"It's okay! Concubine Mother just feels that the situation in Minyue is becoming more and more unfavorable to our mother and son!"

Mrs. Luo wiped away the tears that had spilled from the corners of her eyes.

"What happens to the court has nothing to do with our mother and son! The son and the minister just want to live with the mother and concubine, and we have nothing else to ask for."

The fourth prince Chong Ran embraced his mother in his arms.He felt his mother's silent sobs, and hugged her frail body tightly.

The closer the winter in the south is to the end of the year, the colder the weather will be.

Although there were two pots of charcoal fire in the fourth prince's house, it still couldn't warm up the mother and son's body and mind.

"Concubine Mother is gone! Take care of yourself so that Concubine Mother can feel at ease!"

Mrs. Luo gently pushed her son's arms away, turned and left reluctantly.

The curtain flutters, and the beauty goes away.

The fourth prince covered his face with his hands and sat powerlessly on the floor, wanting to cry without tears.

May the next life be born in the emperor's house!
"Husband! It seems that the wind is blowing!"

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the swaying tree shadows outside the window and said to Bo Lang Jun who was sitting behind a few desks and drinking tea leisurely.

"Well! This storm is avoided!"

"Master! The soldiers and horses of the western camp have begun to assemble!"

News came from Luan Chong.

"It seems that some people finally can't bear it anymore!"

A gleam of light flashed in Bo Langjun's eyes.

"If we don't push so hard, maybe everyone will live in peace!"

Luo Jiaojiao's mood was very complicated at this moment.

"Some things will happen sooner or later! We just moved ahead of time for these things!"

Seeing Luo Jiaojiao's rather guilty look, Mr. Bo Lang spoke to comfort her.

"Even so, my heart is still not stable."

Luo Jiaojiao leaned on her chin and continued to look at the swaying tree shadow outside the window.

The door was pulled open suddenly, and Shan Chen's sturdy figure appeared at the door.

"Master! Why are you here?"

Luo Jiaojiao hurriedly stood up and asked.

"What? Don't you need to help the teacher?"

Shan Chen stared at Luo Jiaojiao for a long time, then walked to sit opposite her.

"Of course! With the help of the master, we will be fine!"

Luo Jiaojiao turned to look at Bo Langjun.

Mr. Bo Lang was still sipping tea as if no one else was there.Although he doesn't like Shanchen, he really needs his help at this time.

"Master, please drink tea!"

Luo Jiaojiao poured Shan Chen a cup of tea.

Shan Chen actually stood outside for a long time.With his previous temperament, he disappeared long ago without a trace.He doesn't like to participate in the battles between the courts, especially when the soldiers meet each other, but he is really worried about his disciples.

Shanchen, who was so cold, drank a cup of hot tea and felt comfortable, but what Bo Langjun said next made him almost crush the teacup.