The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

1071. Ending Chapter: Husband and wife against each other

Yuan Yuming didn't expect that Prince Mu Gan would also join in the fun. If he is right, he will help but if he is wrong, he will not be able to keep the third child.He secretly sighed, but kept his face calm, "Since Prince Mu Gan has such a taste, it's good to find out together."

"Then I would like to thank the emperor!" Mu Gan thanked with a smile, but did not intend to take out the letter.

Yuan Chengmo could no longer hide the panic on his face, he finally understood why Yu Wuhen gave him that look when he mentioned Dali, it turned out that this person came for him from the beginning.This prince is already threatening, and there is another Mu Gan who is ready to throw stones at any time, but according to what his emperor Laozi said just now, it seems that he does not intend to cover him up, what should he do?

Yu Wuhen didn't give him a chance to think about it at all, and looked over with a smile on his face, "Prince Jing, please!"

Yuan Chengmo wished he could rush over and kill the smiling tiger, "There are so many people here, why do you insist on letting me come first?" The voice brought out resentment. [

"Because this is the fastest way to find out the truth." Yu Wuhen smiled even more awkwardly, "It's a great day, I believe Prince Jing doesn't want to waste everyone's time, right?"

These words were no different from identifying him, Yuan Chengmo was furious, "This is not your Wu Sang, why do you use this king?"

Yu Wuhen sneered, "If you are honest in your heart, why bother to evade all kinds of excuses?"

Yuan Chengmo's eyes were burning, and his mouth was full of steel teeth.If you don't write, it will appear that you have a ghost in your heart; if you write, it is really difficult to fake it under the watchful eyes of the public.

When he was in a panic, he suddenly remembered that there was a bottle of poison in his sleeve pocket.If he collapsed from poisoning at this time, wouldn't he not need to write?He believed that his emperor father would never just watch him die from poisoning.As long as he escaped today, it would not be so easy for those two damn princes to trouble him again.

For him, this is undoubtedly a lifeline. When his thoughts turned, his hands were already in his sleeve pockets.Before he could touch the small porcelain bottle containing the poison, Luo Zixu stood up beside him, glared at Yu Wuhen angrily, "You don't have to force my lord, I have the handwriting here." , there is no need to write any more!"

When Yuan Chengmo was stunned, she flashed a piece of paper, "This is a poem my prince made yesterday. I liked it, so I put it away. You just take it to check, my prince Don't be afraid of the slanting shadow. After finding out the truth, I see how you still spout blood?!"

Yuan Chengmo didn't expect that she would carry his calligraphy with her, so she turned pale with fright, pulled her skirt, and desperately tried to snatch the piece of paper from her hand.

Luo Zixu was unprepared, and was pulled down by him.The dishes were ping-pong, the cups were overturned, the husband and wife collided into a ball, and the soup and wine were spilled all over the body.

Luo Zixu leaned on Yuan Chengmo in a very indecent posture, and asked with a pale face, "My lord, what are you doing?"

Yuan Chengmo didn't care about answering, and pushed her away, his eyes scanned anxiously amidst the mess.

"Is Prince Jing looking for this?" Yu Wuhen raised his arms, holding the piece of paper that Luo Zixu took out just now.

Yuan Chengmo only felt his brain boom, and then a surge of anger rushed from the bottom of his heart to his forehead, and he raised his hand and slapped him, "Bitch!"

Luo Zixu just sat up when he slapped him on the head and knocked him down.When he got up again, blood was already oozing from the corner of his mouth, he was both wronged and angry, "My lord, why did you hit me?"

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