Playful and cute concubine

Chapter 641 The Dust Settles
Qi Mo's chest felt as if he had been hit by a boulder!Take a few steps back!A fishy sweetness surged in his throat, making him unable to stop the tears streaming down his face.

Mo...

The old protector vomited out a fishy smell!Laughed sadly.

"Son!"

"Your Highness!"

Lou Mingyue, Yang Xun and others were shocked!He strode forward to support the crumbling Ah Mo.

Ah Mo's eyes were indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations, the suffocating pain in her chest made her unable to breathe, the pain spread all over her body, she only felt her hands and feet were cold.

Taste the taste of despair again.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!"

"Quick! Send His Highness back to the palace! Quick!"

The world was turned upside down, and she could no longer see it in front of her eyes.

Qingfeng was drunk, her heart felt as if a knife had been twisted, she didn't know why she held on for so many days and refused to fall down.

Duke Huguo's Mansion, Marquis of Jinning...

The moment she fell, everything collapsed!

In the Xiling calendar, on March 27th of the Yuanjin Year, the huge family that traversed Xiling disappeared with the destruction of the Marquis of Weiyuan and Duke Huguo.

Duke Protector passed away suddenly, and His Highness the Twelfth was in a coma.

All the gangsters of the two governments were put to death, and they were temporarily detained in the prison of the Ministry of punishment.

At the same time, Fenghuan Palace changed.

The eighth prince conspired against him, launched an army to rebel and murdered his father and brother, the sixth prince died in a palace uprising, and concubine Shu went crazy.

Feng Honglie was severely injured, and the troops of the Eighth Prince were completely wiped out by the forbidden army ambushing in the palace. It was originally intended that all the prince's troops turned against Fenghuan's crown prince Fengxie!

The eighth prince was killed by the rebel army, the concubine Lan and the empress who participated in the rebellion were imprisoned, and the third prince was also imprisoned by the furious Feng Honglie.

Suddenly, all the princes were either dead or imprisoned, and Feng Xie was in the limelight for a while!
Feng Honglie is seriously injured and has not recovered, and Feng Xie temporarily takes over the government of Feng Huan.

Prince Feng's power is all over the court, and no one dares to tuck him in.

In mid-April, everything was settled.

Xiling regained its calm.

All the prisoners on death row were beheaded, and the remaining servants of the Duke's Mansion were auctioned off or exiled.

"April in the world is full of beauty, and the peach blossoms in mountain temples are beginning to bloom." A hoarse voice rang out in the Qushui Pavilion, jingling with the flowing water of the Qushui Cup, like alcohol and intoxicating. "I never thought there would be such a paradise in the suburbs of Beijing."

"What Benefactor Liu said is true, Your Highness has a heart disease." Monk Huijue laughed.

Ah Mo smiled lightly, calm and desolate.

Snow clothes and black hair, wide sleeves facing the wind, she stretched out her hand to hold the tea cup, revealing her slender fingertips that were almost translucent. "Maybe it would be nice to find a place to live in seclusion in the future."

"Your Highness will have a chance in the future."

Ah Mo smiled lightly. "I don't know when the next generation of the king of Xiling will appear."

She is very tired.

"The poor monk believes that Xiling is heading towards a prosperous age that has never been seen before." Huijue nodded and smiled. "Everything is just waiting for the water to flow."

Xilingmo took a deep breath and stood up while supporting the stone table. "Every time I talk to the master, there will always be unexpected gains."

"Amitabha." Huijue followed Ah Mo's line of sight to the rolling hills in the distance. "Now that Xiling's government is clear and bright, His Highness can accept Beiyan's invitation, or relax."

Xilingmo laughed, remembering that the second senior brother had sent a letter inviting her to Beiyan. "I have a chance to see it."

"Feng Huan is undergoing drastic changes now, Prince Feng is in charge of the court, and his succession is a foregone conclusion." Huijue sighed.

Ah Mo remained silent, she and Feng Xie had been separated for a year, and too many things had happened, but to her it seemed like a lifetime away.

When will we meet again?
The restaurant and tea shop began to talk about Fenghuan again, narrating how the Fenghuan palace had undergone many climaxes, and the Prince Yi's army had defected, and now it was under the name of Prince Feng.

Ah Mo came back from the mountain temple to recuperate, and was sitting in a tea shop to rest, listening to the discussions from left and right, just laughed and said nothing.

She still remembered saying that Feng Xu's father's army was very powerful, and Feng Xie told her that he was even more powerful.

Indeed, people are still restless in prison.

Now, is he all right?

She got up and was about to leave when she heard two businessmen from other regions sitting next to her talk about Beiyan royal court in Beiyan dialect.

"The queen passed away suddenly, and the prince was deposed from the position of crown prince and imprisoned. I'm afraid it won't last long. Sooner or later, Beiyan will fall into the hands of the little prince..."

what? !

Ah Mo choked suddenly!
　It is estimated that we will meet soon, on the way from Ah Mo to Beiyan.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)