After the fall of the country, the crown princess was spoiled by the new emperor

Chapter 115 Do You Think I'm Blind?
"Minnv dare not." Jiang Huanqing replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Minnv just feels sorry for her parents and misses her daughter, and can't bear to let the mother misunderstand the family all the time."

Jiang Ronghe didn't say anything, just looked at her coldly.

This is Jiang Huanqing's best trick, she will always be like this, doing the most disgusting things with the most righteous appearance.

"So in public, you are implying that Empress Jiehua is unfilial. Do you want other people to help you persuade Empress Jiehua to repay her grievances with virtue? Or do you want to see her feel better, give her a hat of unfilial piety, and ask all officials to impeach her?" ?” Xia Ningran asked with a smile.

Shen Huaijiao frowned slightly: "Xia Cairen really protects sister Jiehua."

"Ms. Jieyi misunderstood, concubines just don't want to see such people." Xia Ningran bowed slightly: "Mother, don't worry, even if she entered the palace through the Shen family, these words must have nothing to do with the Shen family."

Shen Huaijiao glared at her and stopped talking.

"Minnv doesn't mean that." Jiang Huanqing suppressed tears and glanced at Wen Xiao.

Wen Xiao took a sip of wine and asked, "What is Jiehua's plan?"

"I won't forgive." Jiang Ronghe stood up and saluted: "Even if you bear the charge of unfilial piety, even if you are scolded by thousands of people, even if you are killed, cut and quartered, if you don't forgive, you won't forgive."

She was so decisive that even Shen Huaijiao didn't expect that the wives of all the officials under her seat started whispering.

Still young, childish temper.

Wen Xiao was extremely helpless, and motioned for Nanny Chen to help Jiang Ronghe up.

He clasped his hands together, and frowned slightly: "Why did you enter the palace on the day when Bailiang Terrace was on fire?"

"The former court queen summoned."

Wen Xiao's face was ugly: "Why did you go to Bailiang Terrace?"

"...forced by others." Jiang Huanqing was ashamed to speak.

Wen Xiao let out a long sigh: "After the fire that day, I ordered people to inquire about you everywhere."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

"The young man at that time was the emperor?" Jiang Huanqing had a look of disbelief.

Wen Xiao nodded, stood up and waved: "Well, I've been looking for you for a long time, but unfortunately I found nothing, follow me."

He left his seat, Jiang Huanqing hesitated for a while before following.

Even though the elegant music is still there, the freedom and carefreeness just now is gone on the Bailiang stage.

Jiang Ronghe leaned against the back of the chair blankly, his heart went cold for a while, and a little pain appeared again, the tip of his nose was slightly sour, and even his limbs were sore.

Many people looked at her, some were indifferent, some felt distressed.

"Your Majesty." Nanny Chen also felt uncomfortable.

No matter how stupid you are, you can hear it.

The emperor doted on her, but mistook her for her elder sister Jiang Huanqing.

Now that the emperor has taken Jiang Huanqing away, I am afraid that the harem will soon have another favorite concubine.

Under Bai Liang's stage, Wen Xiao took the lead to enter the Tianlu Pavilion for changing clothes, Jiang Huanqing followed in, Wang Chun immediately closed the door and guarded outside.

The candlelight in the hall was dim, and Jiang Huanqing stood upright, carefully looking at the heroic and majestic man in front of him.

Jiang Ronghe is not worthy of possessing such a man.

She is just a substitute for herself, and always will be.

"Slap!" A slap hit her face unexpectedly, shattering all her imagination.

Wen Xiao's face was full of anger, and it seemed that a wild beast was about to rush out in his gloomy eyes.

Jiang Huanqing fell heavily to the ground, looking at him in horror: "Your Majesty?"

"Do you think I'm blind?" He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Jiang Huanqing: "14-year-old Jiang Ronghe and Jiang Ronghe, can I admit my mistake?"

(End of this chapter)