concubine, you cant do

Chapter 155 Asking for a Marriage (1)
At this time, he suddenly said a word, and the hall was silent for a while, and the voices of sobbing and crying also stopped suddenly.

Leng Yannuo's face straightened, his brows sank slightly, "If you want to commit a crime, there is nothing wrong with it. The second brother said it very well. It is already well known in Beijing. Although my aunt did not treat me well, I don't want her to die. My aunt was fine when I left yesterday. Why did my aunt...shouldn't my second brother and my father explain why I left all day and night? My mother lost her virtue and the reputation of the prime minister's mansion, but I think my father is not to blame. Let's do it." Leng Yannuo's tone was calm, neither hasty nor impetuous, and just rightly lamented three points, and his expression was not cowardly and easy to bully.

After hearing this, everyone looked at Prime Minister Leng one after another. Indeed, the incident of being caught raped in bed at Hanshan Temple that day and the incident of murder made the reputation of the prestigious Prime Minister's Mansion drop by a thousand battles.

Everyone present has friends from the same dynasty, no matter if they are vicious and cold-blooded, it is really for...and...it is not uncommon in my own mansion.

Prime Minister Leng originally wanted to let people know that Leng Yannuo was not easy and had nothing to do with Liu's death, and he didn't intend to do anything to her, he just wanted her reputation to be damaged first, but the other party just said a few words and pulled out thousands of dollars to put the original The hat that was supposed to be on her head was put back on, and it was going to be on his.

Prime Minister Leng raised his hand to cover his face, and hid his face deeply in the palm of his hand, "Although she has done such things, I also plan to divorce my wife, but she..."

"Ma'am must also be guilty, you say so, second brother." Leng Yannuo raised his hand to caress his tearless face, with an absolutely mournful expression.

"King Li is here." It was another voice of reporter.

Leng Yannuo looked towards the gate, didn't he discuss things with the little poor kid in the imperial study, and here they come?
Everyone wanted to salute, but Murong Shengrui raised his hand in the air, "Don't be too polite, this king is with Princess Li." The implication is that they are all here to pay their respects, and he will naturally be like Princess Li.

Recently there have been rumors in Beijing that Prince Li and Concubine Li are deeply in love with each other, and that King Li dotes on Concubine Li even more envied by everyone.

Prime Minister Leng originally wanted to say something, but he moved his lips, his eyes were all clear, and then he tilted his head and looked at Leng Jun, so the two of them seemed to have given up certain words tacitly.

Leng Yannuo looked at the eyes of the two, and sneered secretly in his heart, wondering what would happen if Leng Junxuan knew that his father had poisoned his mother to death?
"I don't know why big sister is not here today?" Leng Yannuo raised the question in everyone's mind.

That's right, my mother died, but as a daughter, she never showed her face from the beginning to the end.

However, when Leng Junxuan heard these words, his originally averted eyes looked at Leng Yannuo. The eyes were originally elegant and calm, but now they are fierce, like a beast that has been awakened suddenly , with his mouth open and his teeth gritted, vowing to let blood flow.

Leng Yannuo didn't pay attention to it, but looked at Prime Minister Leng with a solution spirit in his eyes.

Prime Minister Leng sighed sadly, "Your aunt...Yan Xue just fainted, and she hasn't woken up yet."

"I see." Leng Yannuo nodded, the four words had a different meaning.

"Yeah, why don't Princess Li stay tonight, after all, sisters, it's also good for you to stay and untie Xie Yanxue." Leng Yanjing, who had been standing aside all this time, spoke at this time.

Leng Fangnuo glanced at Leng Yanjing, as if he was thinking.

"Princess Li, anyway..."

"Okay." Leng Yanxue nodded, blocking Prime Minister Leng's words.

Prime Minister Leng had a look of relief on his face.

Mrs. Liu, Yushi and Mrs. Yushi, who had been sitting by the side, didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. The cold master promised to sweep his eyes. The heartache on Mrs. Liu's face was not a lie, and she, a cheap uncle, was also A sad expression, but really emotional.

"Big sister fainted from grief, is there someone close to her?" Leng Yannuo suddenly remembered, "My aunt has been doting on my big sister when she was alive, and she will marry the prince of the Southern Kingdom soon, so she will take care of her well." Only the body can do it." The words were full of care and worry.

Mrs. Liu and Mr. Yushi, who had been bowing their heads and heartbroken, really raised their heads when they heard the words. They were really sad and confused. In the current situation, they must quickly take care of the prince of the Southern Kingdom, so they moved their eyes to Prime Minister Leng with hints. .

Even though Leng Ding was as indifferent as Prime Minister Leng, he was stunned for a moment. Originally, he hadn't planned to explain to the Crown Prince of Nanguo. In the past two days, the Crown Prince of Nanguo sent letters several times to pick up Leng Yanxue for a trip. He always excused himself because he was unwell. If this is...whether they will get married right now is the second priority, and more importantly, they must not be misunderstood by the prince of the Southern Kingdom and they deliberately deceived them.

Leng Junxuan got up and glanced at Leng Yannuo, both of them looked hurt, but the former's eyes were full of resentment while the latter was as indifferent as bright jade.

"The prince of the Southern Kingdom loves Yan Xue, so he will definitely not be displeased because Yan Xue is taking care of his body. The prince is transparent and reasonable, and he is in charge of the secrets of the Southern Kingdom. Princess Li is too worried." Leng Junxuan put his hands behind his back, as if blinking In a short time, the dark state just now receded, and the reappearance was still like the gentle and handsome young man when he first met Leng Yannuo.

"Second Master Leng has a thorough understanding of this palace." Nan Muchen strode in from outside the hall, his voice could not hear any emotion, behind him, apart from the usual follower, he also followed Nangong who was bouncing and ringing. Yuer.

Nangong Yu'er followed Nan Muchen's footsteps lightly, with a pair of big eyes looking around, showing curiosity.

Based on Nangong Yu'er's glamorous deeds in commenting on Fengshui when she first entered the palace, everyone in the hall looked towards the door, and Prime Minister Leng raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

"oops……"

Everyone craned their necks to look over.

"Foot pain...hehe..." Nangong Yu'er laughed heartlessly.

It is reasonable to say that this is a mourning hall, and there was a burst of whimpering just now, but now it stopped, but I didn't feel disgusted when I heard the laughter for the first time, it made people feel a little more popular, and there was no disrespect.

Leng Yannuo looked at a picture of Nangong Yu'er who was innocent and heartless, carrying a bell, and there was an impenetrable smile on his face, just after a smile...

"You like her?" Murong Shengrui leaned into Leng Yannuo's ear, his voice shallow.

"Well, I like..."

"Li Wu and Princess Li are so affectionate." Nan Muchen stepped forward, looking at Leng Yannuo with calm eyes, as if the events of that day and the almost confession did not exist at all.

Leng Yannuo stopped what he was going to say and looked at Nan Muchen, he was domineering, Zhengjun looked at him deeply.

However, in the next second, Nan Muchen looked away, and just when everyone was about to look over suspiciously, he just returned to his senses and smiled at Murong Chengrui. That smile made Leng Yannuo feel a little provocative.

"Brother Prince, let Sister Yanxue come out, I want to get closer to the future princess." Nangong Yu'er's waist bell rings crisply, and her voice is brisk.

(End of this chapter)