Princess, be nice

Chapter 2470

After getting money and being threatened, a stick and a sweet date were added, and the servants knelt down in fear, "Everything is obeyed by the princess."

Not long after, Ying Qicheng also personally beat up the servants of the entire palace. In front of everyone, with a majestic expression, he said firmly, "There are only two masters in the palace, except for this king, who is the princess. Whoever is blind When he lost his eyes, he dug out the eyeballs and fed them to the dogs."

Winning Qicheng is not as good as winning Xinqin who knows how to be a man and returns money. He directly finds out a few people who are disrespectful to the princess, kills them as an example, beats them ten times, and throws them out of the mansion.

This news cannot be hidden from the people in the partial courtyard.In the courtyard.

The woman with a big belly and about to give birth smashed things hoarsely.

"He and his daughter are the only masters in the palace, what about our mother and son, what does he think of our mother and son!"

"Crackling..."

The vase shattered and hit the floor, splashing water and tiles all over the floor.

"Why, that woman is dead, and he still leaves the place for her, what about me, what about me!!!"

Almost crazy.

Mrs. Yan has long been used to Concubine Liu going crazy from time to time, she quietly closed the door, and when she finished venting quietly, she sat on the bed and began to cry.

Only then came forward with ginseng soup, "Miss, for the sake of the child in your stomach, calm down first."

Holding the embroidered handkerchief in her old hand, she gently wiped Concubine Liu's face, "The more angry you are now, the happier the enemy will be. If something happens to the child in your womb, you will not even have the last support."

Mrs. Yan waited until she stopped crying, then lowered her voice to her ear, "Don't you want to make the sacrifice of paying the period in vain?"

"This time, Princess Pingqing has left the mansion, and our chance has come."

Ren Piaopiao heard the latter words from Mrs. Yan, and clenched the handkerchief in her hand, her manicured nails were almost inserted into her palm, her eyes were fierce, "The payment period will not be sent to death in vain, and my concubine will not let Ying Xinqin go."

Wiping away tears for herself, Ren Piaopiao took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, "Nurse, you are right, Ying Xinqin is in Pingcheng, it is difficult to find opportunities to strike, but if she is going far away, there will be more opportunities."

Asking Mrs. Yan to support herself up, Ren Piaopiao looked viciously, "This time, I let her come and go."

"Nurse, Momo, this concubine wrote to my sister, asking her for help."

"Okay, miss, it's great that you can figure it out." Granny Yan almost cried with joy, as long as the miss is not decadent, they still have a chance to defeat Ying Xinqin.

At that time, the entire palace will be decided by their young lady. When the eldest son is born, and there are no other women in the palace, it will be as easy as flipping a stick.

They can think that this is a good opportunity to kill Ying Xinqin, and Ying Xinqin naturally also thinks that the road will not be smooth.

There are not too few people who want her dead.

After all, over the years, her status as princess has offended too many people, and too many people have disliked her.

No, as soon as he got the promise of Ying Qicheng, Ying Xinqin immediately asked those people to pack up their things before they could react, and set off on the same day.

Also avoid long nights and dreams.

Before leaving, Ying Xinqin stood on the carriage, pressing his jade fingers on the wooden door, the white and slender fingers were set off by the dark wood, making them more delicate.

At the same time, Song Zheng had arrived at the General's Mansion.

After he guessed that it was written by Xie Yun, he thought about it for a long time at home, and finally couldn't stand it anymore.

When the old butler saw Mr. Song, he felt guilty...

(End of this chapter)