There are three treasures in the home of abandoned wives and mothers

Chapter 2688 Shao Feng, it's nice to have you by my side
Chu Ruohua smiled, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "Jian Mo, you are so presumptuous, even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is protecting you, you can't do whatever you want like this, to give the peony flowers that the Prime Minister wants to send to the palace to you!" Pushed down, do you really think that no one in the world can cure you?" Chu Ruohua's voice was loud, and the group of people behind them could clearly hear Chu Ruohua's voice.

Jian Mo glanced at Chu Ruohua indifferently, his eyes were sharp.

This woman called her here because she had such an idea.

It's just that she can't succeed.

"What's going on?" An angry voice came from not far away.

Jian Mo looked up, and not far away was the leader of a middle-aged man in a Chinese robe, with an extraordinary aura, under a pair of sword eyebrows sweeping the world, a pair of sharp eyes looked at them.

She knew this person, Prime Minister Ye.

Behind him was a large group of ladies and young masters of the family.

Jian Xi Ling Leyao looked at her worriedly in the crowd.

Chu Ruohua turned back, looked at Prime Minister Ye with a smile, and said, "Prime Minister Ye, Jian Mo is really outrageous. Just now she had some disputes with Ruohua, and in a fit of anger, she destroyed several pots of peonies. Look, these are the peonies that the prime minister wants to send into the palace, but Jian Mo is fearless, saying that she belongs to His Royal Highness, and no one dares to touch her."

"What?" Prime Minister Ye walked over a few steps and saw that the peonies on the ground that he had cared for for a year had disappeared like this.

"Jian Mo, you are courting death!" Prime Minister Ye looked at Jian Mo angrily.

Jian Mo's almond eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked fearlessly at Prime Minister Shang Ye's sinister black eyes.

"Prime Minister Ye, Jian Mo didn't do it." Her tone was clear and firm, and her eyes were calm.

"Jian Mo, so many of us have seen it, and you still want to argue?" Chu Ruohua shouted sharply.

Today, she was convicted of this crime. This peony was carefully selected by Prime Minister Ye and will be sent to the palace after careful breeding. He will definitely not let it go!
"Hmph!" Jian Mo snorted coldly, looking at Chu Ruohua with cold eyes.

She walked to Chu Ruohua's side step by step, her eyes were deep and sly, smart and cold, such a simple look made people look a little in a trance.

Seeing Jian Mo like this, Chu Ruohua gradually had a bad feeling in his heart.

The clear voice was like the twelfth lunar month of winter: "Chu Ruohua, you want me to take the blame for you. You seem to have picked the wrong person. When framing someone, first look at what you are saying."

Chu Ruohua frowned, and said coldly: "Jian Mo, you are too presumptuous. Do you really think that with the protection of His Royal Highness, you can be lawless?"

Chu Ruohua knew that such words would be the easiest to irritate Prime Minister Ye, Prime Minister Ye was extremely arrogant, how could a woman suppress him because of the halo of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Hmph, today's matter is that His Royal Highness is protecting him, and the truth is that Jian Mo will be killed." Prime Minister Ye was instantly enraged by what Chu Ruohua said about His Royal Highness, and he knew that Jian Mo belonged to His Royal Highness. .

But the peony was gone, and what he wanted was his life.

"Prime Minister Ye, this matter was really not done by a girl..."

"Shut up! So many people saw it, and you still want to quibble." Prime Minister Ye roared angrily.

Chu Ruohua raised his lips slightly, "Jian Mo, how do you escape this time?"

"Father, don't be impulsive. Momo is not a person who does something wrong and dare not admit it. There must be some misunderstanding." Ye Qianxi walked over and said.

If Momo is touched, His Highness can instantly turn his face and deny anyone, his ruthlessness is so cold that it makes people despair.

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