Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 87
"Hehe." Princess Anqing laughed, sat down slowly, stroked the scar on her wrist, and exhaled slowly, "During this time, the Princess has suffered such a serious crime, and she, Li Yingning, is hiding in the village. , but lived a leisurely life. Is there such a reason in the world?"

The maid carefully smiled and said: "She didn't live in a comfortable way. At the beginning she lost her position as the future princess and indirectly harmed her own sister. She ran to the countryside in disgrace and dared not see anyone. This matter There was an uproar in the capital at that time, who wouldn't say so?"

"But she didn't suffer so much from me!"

Princess Anqing said less.

Naturally, she suffered from flesh and blood, but she also lost her innocence, and was secretly cast aside by the aristocratic circle.

Originally, I thought that after fighting this time, I could kick Li Yingning away and put myself in the position.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he failed to steal the chicken and lost a lot of rice.

Princess Anqing couldn't help but think in her heart, if she hadn't done that, would Li Yingning today honestly marry a tuberculosis ghost and become a widow?

It's a pity that there is no word "if" in the world.

The matter has come to this point, and regretting it will not help.

However, when she thought about what happened to her, she lost her innocence and suffered criticism, and now she was hated by Empress Wei, she gritted her teeth at Li Yingning, wishing to inflict her suffering a hundred times and a thousand times on her. .

Princess Anqing was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her head, and ordered the maidservant: "You immediately hand over the news of the deposed prince's death."

"Give it to Li Yingning?"

"Correct."

"But……"

"If you can't see her, try to meet the people around her! I don't believe that even a dog is not accepted in that village!"

"The servant understands!"

Yinlian immediately turned around and went out.

……

Gu Changyuan stood outside the East Palace, listening to the faint cries coming from inside, his face expressionless.

Chen Hong bowed beside him, and said softly, "Your Highness, at this moment, do we have to go in and cry a little?"

"Cry?" Gu Changyuan didn't even pull the corner of his lips, "Do you think I can cry?"

"Ah. This..."

Chen Hong thought to himself, if he couldn't cry anymore, he couldn't pretend that way.

For so many years, you wolf, pretending to be a kitten, is not very skillful.

It's time to show brotherly respect in front of the emperor, so why don't you pretend anymore.

"Chen Daban, I know what you're thinking." Gu Changyuan looked ahead and said softly, "Who do you think father is, and you run to him and cry at a time like this because you think he can't tell who is sincere and who is... Is it false?"

Chen Hong was slightly taken aback.

"No matter how cowardly Gu Yingxun is, he is still the most beloved son of my father." Gu Changyuan said slowly, without any other meaning in his tone, as if he was talking about the father-son relationship of another family, "The favorite son is dead. , being a father is naturally sad. If you go to show your eyes now and pretend to cry for a mouse, I'm afraid it will only be counterproductive."

While talking, a group of people rushed to the gate of the Eastern Palace.

A few of them with luxurious clothes were the Seventh Prince, the Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince, the Tenth Prince, and even the young Twelfth Prince, who were also hugged by the eunuch and ran over.

Chen Hong was delighted when he saw it: "Your Highness, take a look, those are all gone.",

Gu Changyuan looked intently, raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that there is no Little Eleven."

(End of this chapter)