On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace
Chapter 1205 I Hate Him
Chapter 1205 I Hate Him
Ye Qianfeng's eyes tightened for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. He lowered his head and explained, "It was Qianfeng who overstepped his bounds."
"Qianfeng thought that he and the princess were friends in private, so he used a slightly more intimate nickname. Qianfeng will not call her that way in the future."
The little steamed dumpling waved his hands quickly, with a bright smile, "No, no, no, Uncle Ye misunderstood."
"I didn't say it was bad. It doesn't matter what you want to call me. Mother won't care, and we don't care either."
She was smiling happily at first, but countless memories suddenly came to her mind, and her eyes became red and tears rolled down instantly.
"It's just, it's just that when Uncle Ye calls mother like this, it really sounds like uncle..."
"Only my great-uncle would call me mother like this." Tears fell unsatisfactorily. She was obviously very restrained, but she couldn't resist the sadness.
When she thought about the disappearance of her great-uncle who taught her the art of mechanism, and the disappearance of her great-uncle who loved her mother and them so much, Xiaozizi couldn't help but choked up, "Actually, it's not just my mother, Xiaobaozi and I, too. I miss my uncle and dad very much."
"It would be great if our family could be reunited. If my uncle could see that my father loves my mother very much and cherishes us, he would definitely be happy."
"Princess..." Ye Qianfeng pursed her thin lips and hugged the little girl distressedly, her eyes complex and deep.
"If Mr. Mo sees you and the princess feeling sad, his soul in heaven will also feel uncomfortable and blame himself."
Little Steamed Dumpling couldn't stop crying, "I know, but I can't help it. Uncle Ye, my mother still hasn't found my great-uncle's body."
"They all say that after death, if a person does not have a safe place to live, he will not be able to go to heaven. The soul will wander around and cannot even find the direction of home."
"Now that my great-uncle's body is missing, does he not know about our situation? Can he still go to heaven?"
Ye Qianfeng clenched his sleeves tightly with her small palms. Ye Qianfeng hugged her tighter, rubbed her little head, and comforted her: "As long as someone misses him, Mr. Mo will live forever and go to heaven. I will protect you even more."
"As for his bones," he said with dark eyes, "I believe that one day, the princess can let him return to his hometown."
"That's good," Xiao Zhanjiao wiped her tears with a hint of anger and hatred in her tone, "Uncle Ye doesn't even know how much my mother blames herself for losing my great-uncle."
"I hate that executive family so much. I hate him. Where did he get my uncle and grandpa? And daddy. Why did Huadie take away our daddy and make him the prince in Tiansheng?"
"Both mother and father have done nothing wrong to them. Why do they bully us like this?"
The little girl was particularly excited. Ye Qianfeng looked at her and could not answer her questions. He just caressed her back, his eyes were deep, and his light brown pupils shone with unfathomable darkness in the light and shadow...
On the other side, Nan Wanyan and Xiao Baozi had just packed their things when they heard Lan Zhi's voice coming from the door, "Miss, Miss Qingyou is here."
Nan Wanyan said: "Come in."
When Little Baozi saw this, he shouted to find steamed dumplings and trotted away. Lan Zhi and Meng Qingyou stepped in. Nan Wanyan smiled lightly at Meng Qingyou, "Qingyou, you are here."
"Well, I heard that you were going to the palace, so I came to take a look." Meng Qing entered the room with a smile and poured herself a cup of tea in a very familiar manner.
She is bright and attractive, with a swaying long skirt and long curly hair scattered on her shoulders, giving her a bit of exotic mystery.
Nan Wanyan said, "We're almost ready. It's time to enter the palace later."
At this time, Lan Zhi handed Nan Wanyan an invitation with a look of embarrassment on her face, "Miss, I'm afraid we won't be able to enter the palace for a while. This is sent from Princess Hancheng's house."
Nan Wanyan took it and asked suspiciously, "Why did she send the invitation?"
Meng Qianqian has not left the house for 18 years. She has no friends except Meng Qingyou, and she has never met Hancheng. Why would Hancheng invite Meng Qianqian?Meng Qingyou shrugged, "Take it apart and take a look."
The figures of Gu Moling and Qin Mubai appeared in Nan Wanyan's mind, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
She put the invitation on the table, "I don't really want to go, so I'll refuse."
Although these two "old acquaintances" have not seen each other for more than two years, Gu Moling was a strong rival to Gu Mohan in the competition for the right to inherit the throne. He was thoughtful, ruthless and capable of bending and bending, so it was better to have less contact to avoid getting into trouble.
Meng Qingyou fiddled with the invitation and looked at Nan Wanyan with raised lips, "I heard that the Ninth Prince was also invited to this banquet. Qianqian, are you serious about not going?"
Lan Zhi quickly agreed, "Yes, this is what I heard too."
Gu Mohan is here too? !
Nan Wanyan's eyes lit up, and she changed her mind without thinking, "He's here, so of course I'm going. Qingyou, do you want to go together?"
She just wanted to find an opportunity to get close to him. If he was there, of course she would be there too. Moreover, she also wanted to know what Gu Moling's expression would be like when he saw Gu Mohan. That was his royal brother in the West, and now he was Tiansheng's. Prince, doesn’t Gu Moling find it strange?
Meng Qingyou tapped the invitation with her finger, "I can't go. It only says to invite Meng Qianqian, the concubine's daughter-in-law."
"I'm just an adopted daughter. To those royal nobles, I'm just a woman who can't stand on the stage, so I generally can't go to such occasions."
Her tone was light and indifferent, but Nan Wanyan sensed a hint of sarcasm and coldness inexplicably, and she immediately frowned, "Sorry, Qingyou, I didn't expect this, I..."
Meng Qingyou suddenly became happy, "What are you apologizing for? It's not like you don't know my character. Who looks up to me and who looks down on me? As long as it doesn't affect my Jiyue Tower's prosperous business and making money, it doesn't matter."
She smiled brightly and hugged Nan Wanyan affectionately.
"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I have to rush to start my business. You have to attend, but you must hold your own. Don't get into trouble when you see the Ninth Prince. Isn't that your own man? , to control him."
Nan Wanyan smiled, "Okay."
Meng Qingyou's graceful figure and brisk steps left Nan Wanyan's sight.
Lan Zhi looked at Meng Qingyou's figure and sighed, "Miss Qingyou, it's really not easy."
"Five years ago, on a snowy day, she fell at the door of the Taifu, covered in blood, and her body was washed by a slave."
"At that time, there was no good place on her body. She was bleeding all the time in her lower abdomen and she almost didn't survive. When she regained consciousness, she realized that she had no father or mother and was homeless in the capital. The Taifu felt pity for her, so he Adopt her as an adopted daughter.”
"Miss Qingyou was taciturn at that time. After opening Jiyue Tower, she finally got better. After the restaurant made a profit, she kept sending money back to the Taifu's Mansion to subsidize the family. She is really a pitiful, strong, and very What a powerful woman.”
In fact, even if Lan Zhi didn't say anything, you could still tell how much Nan Wan was smoking.
Meng Qingyou is not like an ordinary official lady. She has ideas and opinions, and her charming eyes hide many stories.
Sometimes she wonders how much vicissitudes she has to go through to become like Meng Qingyou, whose eyes are like a pool of stagnant water, always smiling, but sincere smiles are rare, very rare.
She lowered her eyes, put away the invitation and ordered Lan Zhi.
"Lan Zhi, get ready. We have to go to Princess Hancheng's Mansion first..."
(End of this chapter)
Ye Qianfeng's eyes tightened for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. He lowered his head and explained, "It was Qianfeng who overstepped his bounds."
"Qianfeng thought that he and the princess were friends in private, so he used a slightly more intimate nickname. Qianfeng will not call her that way in the future."
The little steamed dumpling waved his hands quickly, with a bright smile, "No, no, no, Uncle Ye misunderstood."
"I didn't say it was bad. It doesn't matter what you want to call me. Mother won't care, and we don't care either."
She was smiling happily at first, but countless memories suddenly came to her mind, and her eyes became red and tears rolled down instantly.
"It's just, it's just that when Uncle Ye calls mother like this, it really sounds like uncle..."
"Only my great-uncle would call me mother like this." Tears fell unsatisfactorily. She was obviously very restrained, but she couldn't resist the sadness.
When she thought about the disappearance of her great-uncle who taught her the art of mechanism, and the disappearance of her great-uncle who loved her mother and them so much, Xiaozizi couldn't help but choked up, "Actually, it's not just my mother, Xiaobaozi and I, too. I miss my uncle and dad very much."
"It would be great if our family could be reunited. If my uncle could see that my father loves my mother very much and cherishes us, he would definitely be happy."
"Princess..." Ye Qianfeng pursed her thin lips and hugged the little girl distressedly, her eyes complex and deep.
"If Mr. Mo sees you and the princess feeling sad, his soul in heaven will also feel uncomfortable and blame himself."
Little Steamed Dumpling couldn't stop crying, "I know, but I can't help it. Uncle Ye, my mother still hasn't found my great-uncle's body."
"They all say that after death, if a person does not have a safe place to live, he will not be able to go to heaven. The soul will wander around and cannot even find the direction of home."
"Now that my great-uncle's body is missing, does he not know about our situation? Can he still go to heaven?"
Ye Qianfeng clenched his sleeves tightly with her small palms. Ye Qianfeng hugged her tighter, rubbed her little head, and comforted her: "As long as someone misses him, Mr. Mo will live forever and go to heaven. I will protect you even more."
"As for his bones," he said with dark eyes, "I believe that one day, the princess can let him return to his hometown."
"That's good," Xiao Zhanjiao wiped her tears with a hint of anger and hatred in her tone, "Uncle Ye doesn't even know how much my mother blames herself for losing my great-uncle."
"I hate that executive family so much. I hate him. Where did he get my uncle and grandpa? And daddy. Why did Huadie take away our daddy and make him the prince in Tiansheng?"
"Both mother and father have done nothing wrong to them. Why do they bully us like this?"
The little girl was particularly excited. Ye Qianfeng looked at her and could not answer her questions. He just caressed her back, his eyes were deep, and his light brown pupils shone with unfathomable darkness in the light and shadow...
On the other side, Nan Wanyan and Xiao Baozi had just packed their things when they heard Lan Zhi's voice coming from the door, "Miss, Miss Qingyou is here."
Nan Wanyan said: "Come in."
When Little Baozi saw this, he shouted to find steamed dumplings and trotted away. Lan Zhi and Meng Qingyou stepped in. Nan Wanyan smiled lightly at Meng Qingyou, "Qingyou, you are here."
"Well, I heard that you were going to the palace, so I came to take a look." Meng Qing entered the room with a smile and poured herself a cup of tea in a very familiar manner.
She is bright and attractive, with a swaying long skirt and long curly hair scattered on her shoulders, giving her a bit of exotic mystery.
Nan Wanyan said, "We're almost ready. It's time to enter the palace later."
At this time, Lan Zhi handed Nan Wanyan an invitation with a look of embarrassment on her face, "Miss, I'm afraid we won't be able to enter the palace for a while. This is sent from Princess Hancheng's house."
Nan Wanyan took it and asked suspiciously, "Why did she send the invitation?"
Meng Qianqian has not left the house for 18 years. She has no friends except Meng Qingyou, and she has never met Hancheng. Why would Hancheng invite Meng Qianqian?Meng Qingyou shrugged, "Take it apart and take a look."
The figures of Gu Moling and Qin Mubai appeared in Nan Wanyan's mind, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
She put the invitation on the table, "I don't really want to go, so I'll refuse."
Although these two "old acquaintances" have not seen each other for more than two years, Gu Moling was a strong rival to Gu Mohan in the competition for the right to inherit the throne. He was thoughtful, ruthless and capable of bending and bending, so it was better to have less contact to avoid getting into trouble.
Meng Qingyou fiddled with the invitation and looked at Nan Wanyan with raised lips, "I heard that the Ninth Prince was also invited to this banquet. Qianqian, are you serious about not going?"
Lan Zhi quickly agreed, "Yes, this is what I heard too."
Gu Mohan is here too? !
Nan Wanyan's eyes lit up, and she changed her mind without thinking, "He's here, so of course I'm going. Qingyou, do you want to go together?"
She just wanted to find an opportunity to get close to him. If he was there, of course she would be there too. Moreover, she also wanted to know what Gu Moling's expression would be like when he saw Gu Mohan. That was his royal brother in the West, and now he was Tiansheng's. Prince, doesn’t Gu Moling find it strange?
Meng Qingyou tapped the invitation with her finger, "I can't go. It only says to invite Meng Qianqian, the concubine's daughter-in-law."
"I'm just an adopted daughter. To those royal nobles, I'm just a woman who can't stand on the stage, so I generally can't go to such occasions."
Her tone was light and indifferent, but Nan Wanyan sensed a hint of sarcasm and coldness inexplicably, and she immediately frowned, "Sorry, Qingyou, I didn't expect this, I..."
Meng Qingyou suddenly became happy, "What are you apologizing for? It's not like you don't know my character. Who looks up to me and who looks down on me? As long as it doesn't affect my Jiyue Tower's prosperous business and making money, it doesn't matter."
She smiled brightly and hugged Nan Wanyan affectionately.
"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I have to rush to start my business. You have to attend, but you must hold your own. Don't get into trouble when you see the Ninth Prince. Isn't that your own man? , to control him."
Nan Wanyan smiled, "Okay."
Meng Qingyou's graceful figure and brisk steps left Nan Wanyan's sight.
Lan Zhi looked at Meng Qingyou's figure and sighed, "Miss Qingyou, it's really not easy."
"Five years ago, on a snowy day, she fell at the door of the Taifu, covered in blood, and her body was washed by a slave."
"At that time, there was no good place on her body. She was bleeding all the time in her lower abdomen and she almost didn't survive. When she regained consciousness, she realized that she had no father or mother and was homeless in the capital. The Taifu felt pity for her, so he Adopt her as an adopted daughter.”
"Miss Qingyou was taciturn at that time. After opening Jiyue Tower, she finally got better. After the restaurant made a profit, she kept sending money back to the Taifu's Mansion to subsidize the family. She is really a pitiful, strong, and very What a powerful woman.”
In fact, even if Lan Zhi didn't say anything, you could still tell how much Nan Wan was smoking.
Meng Qingyou is not like an ordinary official lady. She has ideas and opinions, and her charming eyes hide many stories.
Sometimes she wonders how much vicissitudes she has to go through to become like Meng Qingyou, whose eyes are like a pool of stagnant water, always smiling, but sincere smiles are rare, very rare.
She lowered her eyes, put away the invitation and ordered Lan Zhi.
"Lan Zhi, get ready. We have to go to Princess Hancheng's Mansion first..."
(End of this chapter)
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