Bengong is actually a therapist!

Chapter 179

Let's say that the rich women of this aristocratic family will always bring an extra set of clothes when they go out, just in case.This Meng Shu first asked the wet nurse to help her wrap the wound a few more times to prevent the blood from seeping out. Then she put on new clothes and re-dressed herself, especially when the blush and lipstick were applied to her face, her whole complexion immediately improved. .

How else can I say that this makeup is the three major magic arts?

Meng Shu, who was dressed in a safe and sound manner, slowly came out of the inner room, saluted and said goodbye, "Please rest assured, the emperor and the imperial concubine, I will definitely do my best."

Although Yue Wangshu hesitated, she let her go.

Yan Zheng hummed lightly: "She's smart."

Then he clung to Yue Wangshu's hand and said: "Okay, if you don't move, the palace gate will be locked."

Yue Wangshu pursed his lips, but I don't believe that there are still people who dare to lock the emperor outside the palace gate.

It's just that she was really tired after making such a fuss today, so she nodded and followed the emperor back to the palace.

The Yunzhi Palace was extremely quiet under the night, and Yue Wangshu combed his long black hair in front of the mirror, "I still don't understand why the Marquis of Qingning has great wealth and wealth, so why did he resort to dangerous tactics? I don't understand, Liu Lang doesn't value the second prince? It's too much to pay for the effort, even at the expense of a daughter, to bet on the second prince!"

Yan Zheng had already taken off his outer robe at this moment, and was lying on Yue Wangshu's soft high bed, with a cold expression on his face: "Huixin asked before she died, that she must not be given official positions for her brothers, and Meng Dongchuan can only be an idle Marquis. At the time I thought she was cherishing the virtuous name, but now that I think about it, she must have understood the character of her brother, so she didn't dare to make him an official."

Yue Wangshu knew that Empress Meng strictly restrained her mother's family during her lifetime. Whenever any of the Meng's children committed illegal acts, she would definitely ask the emperor to deal with them severely. Even her own brothers were not allowed to become officials.In this way, she can be called the empress of the ages.

"So, Meng Dongchuan decided to assassinate me because he was unwilling to be a marquis who ate and waited to die?" Yue Wangshu was about to scold her, it's none of my mother's business!It's your sister who didn't let you become an official!

Yan Zheng pondered slightly: "I'm afraid he thinks that Cheng Zhen and Meng Shu's marriage failed because of you..."

Yue Wangshu: MMP! !
It's none of my business? !

"Okay, Wang Shu doesn't need to be angry. Since he dared to do such a rebellious thing, I can't tolerate it." Yan Zheng's tone was flat with an imperceptible sternness.

Yue Wangshu couldn't help hesitating: "But he is Queen Meng's brother after all... In this way, wouldn't the entire Meng family be implicated?"——He died as soon as he died, but after all, there are still so many innocent people Woolen cloth.

Yan Zheng sighed: "So, after I investigate to see if there are other accomplices and rebels, I can only hide and punish."

Oh, I see, it's like killing the King of Shou.

Although the method is disgraceful, at least it preserves the reputation of the descendants and avoids implicating the innocent, which can be regarded as the best way to achieve both.

"Wait, fellow party? Rebel? Who is Liu Lang suspicious of?" Yue Wangshu couldn't think of anyone else who would follow Meng Dongchuan to do such a high-risk thing.

Yan Zheng didn't answer directly, but said coldly: "I hope not!"

This Yan Lao Liu is not suspicious of his own son, is he?
You know, the princes have not opened their houses yet, and they are all living under Yan Laoliu's nose!

"Okay." Yan Zheng showed a warm smile and waved to her, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

At the same time, Qing Ninghou is a different scene.

"Father!" Meng Shu walked into Qing Ninghou's study with a flustered look on her face, and said with tears in her eyes, "My daughter is useless, before I can go up to stop her, the assassin will be beheaded on the spot by the eunuch next to the noble concubine!"

Meng Dongchuan's expression was startled, he instinctively suspected first, he quickly sized up his daughter, "How could the eunuch next to the imperial concubine have such skills? Shu'er, your clothes..." Naturally, Meng Dongchuan immediately noticed that Meng Shu had changed clothes. .

Meng Shu burst into tears: "Blood was sprayed everywhere at that time, but anyone who got close was splashed all over. The eunuch's attack was so cruel that even the imperial concubine was frightened! My daughter looked at it, she didn't look like a eunuch at all, but Like, like... Embroidered Yiwei!"

Speaking of which, Meng Shu's body trembled slightly: "Father, everyone was detained for interrogation at that time. If I hadn't been your daughter, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to come back today!"

"Don't be afraid!" Meng Dongchuan hastily patted Meng Shu's shoulder with a loving fatherly attitude.

It was also a coincidence that this shot happened to hit the injured part. Meng Shu tried her best not to show any abnormality, but had a timid and panicked face: "Father, the emperor has asked Xiu Yiwei to conduct a thorough investigation. In case...Father is found, Our whole family will die!"

Meng Dongchuan looked calm, and said with his hands behind his back: "Don't worry, everything has been arranged for my father."

Meng Shu couldn't help asking hastily: "How did father arrange the aftermath? We really won't find out about this matter? Embroidered clothes guards are not vegetarians, and this is at the feet of the emperor..."

How could Meng Dongchuan not be flustered at all, and just force himself to be calm: "Compared to us, there are people who are more suspicious."

Meng Shu's heart was shocked, her father really wanted to blame others!

"Father said... Could it be—" Meng Shu immediately thought of the most suitable candidate for the scapegoat.If you want some power, but also compete with the concubine and the four princes, wouldn't that be...

"Okay, leave the rest to my father, you can go back and rest with peace of mind." Meng Dongchuan waved his hand.

Although she didn't get a clear answer, Meng Shu knew that she shouldn't ask any more questions, otherwise she would only make her father suspicious, which would be a blessing to her body, "Yes, my daughter is retiring first."

Pianran returned to her boudoir, Meng Shu staggered and sat down on the beauty couch.

"Girl!" Mother Qiao hurried up to help her.

Meng Shu took a deep breath: "It's okay. Fortunately, I wrapped up a few more layers and it didn't seep out. I... just take a little rest."

Qiao's mother wiped away her tears: "Do you want to talk to the eldest son about this matter?"

Meng Shu shook her head hastily: "No, my brother is dull and simple. Don't let him know about this kind of thing!"

Qiao's mother sighed, "Girl, these years, it's not easy!"

At this moment, a cuckoo's call came from the back window, Meng Shu quickly cheered up and went to open the window. Outside the window stood a strange man dressed as a domestic servant, and handed Meng Shu a waist card.

After Meng Shu checked carefully, she then whispered the news she just found out and the guesses in her heart, "Please report to the emperor as soon as possible."

The servant nodded and disappeared into the night.

When Meng Shu closed the window, she couldn't help but be surprised: "The Embroidery Guards infiltrated in so quickly..." Or, there were Embroidery Guards in the Qingninghou Mansion?
Thinking of this, Meng Shu's face changed drastically, and she staggered and sat down on the ground. Could it be... all of this...

No, no, no!
Meng Shu calmed down in a hurry. What she needs to do now is to find out the details of her father. The rest...is not something she should know.

(End of this chapter)