Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Mother Lu saw no response from the woman begging for mercy. Although there were still tears on her face, her eyes became colder little by little.

Heartbroken, she stood up slowly, took out the mineral water bottle filled with black dog blood from her arms, and splashed it in the direction of the woman while no one was paying attention -

However, the black dog's blood did not hurt the woman. Instead, all the blood was spilled on Lu Zhen, who was lying on the ground with a purple complexion.

The sticky and pungent liquid poured into the nasal cavity, making it even more difficult for Lu Zhen to breathe.

He retched a few times, kicked his feet on the ground a few times, and finally couldn't bear the torment and fainted.

Mother Lu was immediately frightened and froze on the spot, "...how, how could this happen?"

"How could this happen?" Wen Yang retracted his hand and said angrily, "If you continue to mess with your thoughts, I will send Lu Zhen to hell right now."

Mother Lu was suffocated and glanced at her unconscious son, then at Wen Yang, who was obviously impatient, and Feng Lingche, who was sitting next to her and could not ignore his presence. Even though she was unwilling to do so, she still wanted to do it for the sake of her son's life. Don't dare to make any more moves.

"Both the old and the young are really careless," Wen Yang sneered, withdrew Feng Lingche's hand from his, walked towards the ancient woman, and casually pinched her, and then said to her, "Okay, you continue. "

The woman was slightly stunned. She suddenly felt an unusual emotion in her heart towards this strange woman who had helped her.

No one could see her expression, but they could clearly feel that the bar, which was a little cold just now, was getting warmer.

There was only Feng Lingche, whose deep and deep gaze fell on his empty right hand, and he felt that his surroundings seemed to be getting colder.

"During the Deren period, the emperor was seriously ill, the prince was deposed, and various forces were ready to take action. The person I want to talk about is none other than Emperor Qing's favorite ninth prince, Chen Yun..."

The soft voice slowly brought everyone's thoughts back to the woman's memories like a mist.

Zhou He trembled and suddenly realized that the story had already begun——

The first day of every month is the day when Miaoyan goes up the mountain to pray for her mother, but she didn't expect that just when she reached the mountainside, it started to rain heavily.

The rain was pouring heavily, and the clothes of the master and servants of Duke Dingguo's Mansion were soon soaked.

She took off her fur coat to protect her head. Thinking of her maid's words about changing the sky, she regretted her decision to hike up the mountain for the sake of the so-called 'sincerity leads to spiritual success'.

But it's too late to think about anything now. What's more important right now is that there is still a mountainous road to go.

"Miss, I see a crooked-necked tree in the distance. Why don't you just hide under the tree to avoid the rain? I will go up the mountain to find someone to pick you up."

The rain was getting heavier, and the maid Yuexiang wiped her eyes and suggested.

Miaoyan wanted to refuse, but thought that he was weak and if he persisted too much, he might not be able to reach the top of the mountain even after dark, so he sighed and compromised, "This is the only way. Then be careful on the road and go back quickly."

The only two servants were assigned to Yuexiang to carry the sedan, and she hugged her knees and sat on a protruding rock, staring blankly at the toes of her soaked shoes.

Her ears were filled with the rustling sound of rain hitting the leaves, and the cool and humid air penetrated her body through her clothes, making her shiver violently.I don't know how much time passed before a shrill male voice suddenly came from behind, "I don't know which young lady she is. She doesn't even have anyone waiting around her, so she's sheltering from the rain all by herself."

When she raised her head, she saw a luxurious carriage parked on the side of the road. The lanterns hanging on both sides had the word "Chen" written on them in large letters. She was startled and stood up quickly.

Everyone in the world didn't know that the word "Chen" was extremely precious and could only be used by the royal family. What's more, the person standing in front of her was the famous man next to the old emperor, who was in charge of the father-in-law. She guessed it without even thinking about it. The identity of the person in the car was revealed.

"For the wonderful words from Duke Dingguo, please see His Highness Ninth Prince."

The carriage was quiet for a while, and it was only when her legs were aching from squatting that she heard a deep male voice coming from inside, "Get up."

"It turns out she is the eldest daughter of the Duke of Guo. No wonder she is so smart and beautiful." Seeing His Highness Ninth Prince's words, the steward held an umbrella for her with a loving face, "How is the wife of the Duke of Guo now?"

Miaoyan said without being humble, "My mother is fine, she just has some old ailments. Thank you for your concern, father-in-law."

"In that case, you went up the mountain to seek blessings for the Duke's wife?"

"Exactly."

"You are so filial," the father-in-law nodded. Seeing that Miaoyan's dress was soaked, he was about to give her the umbrella, but heard His Highness Ninth Prince in the car say first, "Let her come up."

When the father-in-law heard this, his body froze for a moment.

Now that the old emperor is seriously ill and the crown prince's position is vacant again, there is an undercurrent surging between the princes. But at this juncture, anyone who dares to openly win over powerful officials is violating the emperor's taboo.

Duke Dingguo is a first-class Duke, and even if His Highness the Ninth Prince is favored, this move is too ostentatious!
Naturally, Miaoyan knew that he should not be involved in court disputes, so he immediately declined, saying, "His Royal Highness has a distinguished status, and it is inappropriate to ride in the same carriage as Miaoyan. What's more, Miaoyan has not yet left the cabinet, and rumors of criticism will also affect His Highness's reputation." …”

However, before he finished speaking, the curtain of the carriage was lifted from the inside.

Ninth Prince Chen Yun was sitting in the center at this time. He was dressed elegantly and elegantly, with handsome features and a gentle and elegant air in his every move.

There was always a light smile on the corner of his lips. He looked at her and said, "Ding Guogong has taught Chen Yun. Now that the daughter of your family is in trouble, how can Chen Yun not care about it? What if the girl is worried? If it's a matter of reputation, you can rest assured that Chen Yun is not a follower and will never take advantage of someone's danger to do something shameful to a girl."

Miaoyan thought that her father had praised the Ninth Prince many times in front of her for his good conduct and his ability to learn from others. Even when the old emperor was seriously ill, he insisted on going to the palace to give medicine every day regardless of his own safety, and he suddenly felt more at ease. A bit of awe.

But the maid had already gone to carry the sedan chair. If she followed Chen Yun and Yuexiang couldn't find anyone when she came back, she would definitely die of panic.

While thinking about it, Chen Yun seemed to have guessed what she was thinking. He walked out of the sedan and said, "Did the maid next to you go to the mountains to help you find a sedan? In the recent rainy season, the sedans in Huguo Temple have become stale. It's moldy, and the wood is loose and easy to break. For safety reasons, I'm afraid the host won't borrow it."

After that, he held out a hand to her, "If the girl is still worried, Chen Yun can't say anything. It's just that the girl has been caught in the rain. If the wind blows again and catches the cold, I'm afraid the Duke's wife will be even more worried." Worried, unable to rest in peace and recuperate.”

Chen Yun's words hit the mark, and Miaoyan couldn't help but hesitate when he thought of his mother's sickly and pale face.

"But..." But men and women are not intimate, not to mention that the other person is still a prince. If she gets on the sedan chair, it will push the Duke's palace to the forefront.