Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

"Mingyue just sent a secret report that the imperial concubine is going to marry Princess Yongle to Han Mingji, the only son of the Taifu."

Two days ago, Mingyue went to Prince Chun's Mansion with Qingfeng as a dowry maid.

After hearing this, Qingyun's hand holding the teacup trembled, and in an instant, she placed the teacup heavily on the table, with a cold breath on her face: "What is the imperial concubine doing? Zhilan is her biological daughter and has not At the age of 15, is she really so cold-blooded and heartless?"

"The old slave heard that Mr. Han was born weak and sick. The old man Tianji once asserted that Mr. Han would not live to be 25 years old, so the Tai Tuo sent Mr. Han to his hometown to rest. Poor Princess Yongle will be widowed within a few years of her marriage. How are you going to live?"

Shen Momo secretly sighed, although she hated the imperial concubine, mother and son and the prime minister, she still liked the innocent and kind Princess Yongle from the bottom of her heart.

"Hearing Mammy's words, I think I saw Mr. Han when I was a child. He was thin and weak, and he was very quiet."

"Mr. Han also saved the princess' life." Seeing Qingyun looking at herself suspiciously, Zi Ke reminded: "Princess forgot, that time when the princess went to Moon Lake to watch fish, Prince Rui caught a snake to scare you, but you Accidentally fell into the lake, Mr. Han happened to pass by and rescued the princess, because he was frightened and choked on the water, the princess fell into a coma for three days and three nights, and I heard that Mr. Han was also in a coma for several days."

Thinking of that incident, Zi Ke still has lingering fears.

At that time, the princess was five years old, and she and Lan Jue were only six or seven years old. The princess fell into the lake and frightened them to lose their three souls and seven souls. I really don't care, I'm afraid that blood will flow into rivers.

Qingyun thought for a while and nodded: "Well, there is such a thing, the sixth brother said that Mr. Han came to him, and rushed over when he heard you calling for help, but he never saw Mr. Han again, and I didn't Time to say thank you."

"I asked, and it was said that Mr. Han's condition worsened, and the Taifu sent Mr. Han away." Zi Ke will never forget the kindness of saving his life.

Mother Shen spoke with sympathy: "Speaking of which, Mr. Han is also a poor man."

"Mr. Han is 20 years old, right?" Qingyun looked at the scenery outside the hall: "Ten years have passed by in a hurry, and I don't know how is Mr. Han?"

"Thinking about it, the health should still not improve. Otherwise, how could the Grand Tutor have the heart to let Mr. Han stay in his hometown alone?" Mother Shen said, "The most abominable thing is the noble concubine. It is simply unreasonable to hurt two innocent children out of selfishness."

"She did this to force the emperor to marry you as soon as possible."

Mo Xuan, who had been drinking tea quietly, said slowly: "The emperor has a decree, and you will marry you when you are in time. Who knows that so many things have happened one after another. Although you have always admired King Chun, the imperial concubine must be worried that things will change if you are late." , if Princess Yongle is married, and the princesses before you are already married, how can the emperor go back on what he said?"

Nanny Shen and Zi Ke looked at Qingyun worriedly.

Do you like King Chun?Qingyun sneered in her heart: Now that she hates those people to the bone, how can she let them get what they want?

"I'm going to see Zhilan."

In Yongle Palace, Qingyun stopped the servant girl's notification, and ordered Zi Ke to stay at the door, and walked into the palace.

Zhilan sat quietly on the bed with her arms around her knees, her eyes were red and swollen, her long eyelashes were drooping slightly, and the thick shadows were like the wings of a black butterfly floating on her pale face. It was obvious that the imperial concubine was going to marry her to Han Mingji. And cried for it.

Going to the bed and sitting down, Qingyun stroked her hair and said distressedly: "Don't be sad, I will stop her."

"Sister Yun--" She threw herself into Qingyun's arms, and Zhilan vented her sorrow to her heart's content.