Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1494 Stinky thief, let go!

Qin Yuyun said nonsense: "Although the crown prince can't remember Qin Liangdi, after all, Qin Liangdi is the mother of a pair of children. Even if it is memory loss, they are connected with each other, so although the crown prince has a cleanliness habit, he only let Qin Liangdi get close, and fell in love with Qin Liangdi again. "

Although there is no flaw in these words, with Yun Yaofan's mentality, she is unwilling to believe in such a moving love.

She felt that Qin Yuyun was talking too much nonsense, so she said coldly: "Choose the point, why did the prince bump into a pair of children on the street?"

"Speaking of this, it's even more miraculous. It's really touching, and there is a Buddha's blessing in the dark."

Qin Yuyun spoke with high spirits: "One day the prince's mansion was too busy, and the two children sneaked out to the street. Because they couldn't find the way back to the mansion, they cried on the street, and then bumped into His Highness the Crown Prince. Probably because of blood relationship Summoning, the prince actually gave birth to a pair of children with love, and brought them back to the prince's mansion, it is really moving..."

As Qin Yuyun spoke, he swallowed hard for a while, and even wiped away tears with his sleeve, with a look of sobs.

In this way, in the eyes of everyone, the story of the prince wearing a green hat for ten thousand years was completely subverted by her clever mouth, and it became a love story that moved heaven and earth.

Whether it's amnesia, or the wind and rain, there is a kind of fate in the dark, which draws the prince and Qin Liangdi together, and they will never be separated.

All the guests were moved by this story, especially the unmarried lady from a family, who was even more fascinated.

Things were going in the opposite direction, Yun Yaofan rubbed her sore forehead for a while.

"Since that's the case, why didn't the emperor bestow Yan'er as the crown princess? I remember that she was the most favored in the past."

"The emperor has always acted with profound meanings, Yun'er dare not make wild guesses."

Qin Yuyun smiled deeply: "Why don't the Empress go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and ask the Emperor what he means?"

As soon as these words came out, the guests who came to the banquet were silent for a while.

Everyone knows that after the empress returned to the palace from Guangling Temple, Fengyi Palace has been bustling. It stands to reason that the emperor is lying on the sick bed.

But the result was that the crown prince took care of the government conscientiously, while the empress organized a birthday banquet wantonly, leaving the sick emperor alone in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but was busy doing things to Qin Liangdi and the emperor's eldest grandson.

Qin Yuyun's words, undoubtedly invisibly, pushed the empress Yun Yaofan to the cusp of the storm, and lost even the last bit of face.

Yun Yaofan suddenly fell down clutching her chest.

Qin Yingwei shrewdly shouted at the maid at the side: "The queen mother has passed out, hurry up, help the queen mother back to the palace, and pass on the imperial physician's palm!"

"My mother is not feeling well, all distinguished guests have a feast first, sister Yingyao excuse me!"

Just like that, Sister Qin Yingyao helped the Empress to her bedroom, and this good birthday banquet broke up unhappy.

After the guests dispersed, Qin Yuyun leaned against the gazebo beside the willow embankment, gnashing his teeth: "Sure enough, she has a good skill, but she threw away this hot potato!"

Princess Yun was thinking of going to Ganquan Hall, but just as she turned around and stood up, she bumped into a person's chest, bounced back, hit the stone bench and slid down.

Nangong Mo hugged her waist: "It is said that a beautiful woman is like a weak willow Fufeng, is Princess Yun unable to stand still?"

Qin Yuyun's face was hot when he thought of the scene in the carriage outside Tianxiang Tower last time, and he pushed him with a blushing face.

"Bah! Smelly thief, let go!"

She broke free a few times, but Nangong Mo looked at his scholarly air, but his hands were like iron pincers, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

(End of this chapter)