Royal daughter-in-law

Chapter 335
Xiahou Shiting didn't mind her teasing: "You're right, the only thing is that King Jingyang is not a perfect person, and he has a worry that has haunted him for many years."

"Oh?"

"Prince Song and his wife are loving, but they can't stand the time. King Song passed away before Concubine Song. Before he died, he asked his only son to take good care of Concubine Wang. Don't make Concubine unhappy. The concubine's mother and son have a deep relationship and are extremely filial. Coupled with her father's instructions, she made a solemn oath immediately. After the death of the king of Song, the concubine of the song was depressed and shed tears all the time. King Jingyang felt sorry for his mother and did not forget his promise to his late father. The concubine came to the county palace, under Cheng Huan's knees, and under the joy of mother and son, the concubine's mood gradually improved, but within a few years, a great plague broke out in Yejing, which spread far and wide and involved countless families—"

Speaking of this, Xiahou Shiting's eyes darkened slightly, and he continued: "The princess is unfortunately infected with a disease, because there is no cure for this disease, and the disease is extremely contagious. Like a plague patient, they are dragged to the suburbs for isolation and fend for themselves. No matter how powerful King Ren Jingyang is, he is no more powerful than the imperial court's ban and the emperor's holy will. What came back was a skeleton that was so burned that it was indistinguishable from other patients. It passed out immediately and could not get out of bed after being ill for a full month. From then on, whenever King Jingyang mentioned or heard about Princess Song , no matter what the occasion, the hard-hitting people can cry, only saying that they are sorry for their father and princess Song. , has become a heart disease. You say, how can such a person be considered a perfect person, no matter how beautiful and prosperous, there will always be an unspeakable scar in his heart. "

It turns out that the Yu family is Princess Song, the sister-in-law of the current emperor, and the biological mother of King Jingyang, who has exhausted half of his military power.

Yun Wanqin sighed, pondered for a while, but froze: "What about the third master?"

The man's mountain-like thick eyebrows moved.

"Third Master doesn't use the medicinal materials in the palace, doesn't want the imperial physician in the palace, but builds an apricot garden privately, cultivates detoxifying herbs for himself, and asks Yao Guangyao to develop medicines for himself alone. Is it also something embarrassing to say? If so, The person who harmed you back then must have been someone from the palace, and someone with a certain position of power, is the third master still guarding against that person, that's why..."

Before he finished speaking, his delicate hand was tightly held by him.Yun Wanqin looked at him, and saw a slight smile on King Qin's lips, and said: "My concubine is a cunning little girl, she was still angry yesterday, so you care about me so much today?"

With a twitch of her hand, Yun Wanqin nuzzled her mouth: "Just ask. What concubine?" But she could guess what he seemed to be avoiding, so she didn't want to say anything, so she didn't ask any more.

There seemed to be no lights in the dark room.

The burlap bag was picked up, Murong Tai rubbed his eyes, his eyesight adapted to the dark environment.

This is an ordinary-looking room, with a table, a bench, doors and windows, and even—even a large canopy bed for sleeping.

It seems to be normal!
It was because it was so normal that Murong Tai's heart jumped!
Then King Qin, what tricks are you playing? !

Seeing that the soldiers escorting him were about to leave, Murong Tai hurried up to grab one of them: "Where is this?"

A confidant guard turned his head and said with a smile: "The last one who wanted to belittle our future princess, does Second Young Master know what will happen?"

Murong Tai's heart was frozen, and he rushed out of the room without even thinking about it. The guard pressed him down and pushed him back vigorously: "The third master said that you will not be told to lose your hair and lose weight! Second Young Master, what are you panicking about!"

With a bang, the guard closed the door and went out.

The room was dark, and Murong Tai was terrified, not knowing what the King of Qin was going to do, he got up and rushed up to knock on the door violently: "Come on! Come on! Open the door! Let me out! I am the Second Young Master of Guidehou's Mansion! You don’t want to play any tricks! Tell your master, if you have the ability, send me back to the Marquis Mansion! If you have the ability to expose this matter, report it, and ask the emperor to interrogate me and punish me! Why do you use lynching? Tell your master, I If there is a little damage, don't blame me for making a fight with him! Hehe——The prince disregarded the laws of the country, lynched the son of the Houfu, and was jealous of the woman's private rivalry. Let's see if he can bear it, and see if the noble concubine Helian has the ability to give it to him. He pleads!"

Outside the door, the guard walked a few steps, only to see that another colleague had brought the two of them here, waved his hand, and pointed to the room behind, indicating that they were inside.

Indoors, Murong Tai's hands were cramping from clapping, and he just stopped, took a few steps back, supported the beams and pillars to pant, and saw the door "creak", opened a crack, and then slowly opened.

A smell of incense powder wafted in, and two figures came in like a fish. The man behind him creaked, pushed the door again, twisted it, and locked the door again.

As soon as the two of them entered, the aroma was even heavier, making it almost difficult to breathe.

In his past and present lives, Murong Tai can be regarded as a person who wanders among the flowers. Apart from wives and concubines and his housemates, when he is outside with the children of the aristocratic family, he will occasionally go to the brothel to drink. Son, from everyone's lady, to Xiaojiabiyu, to sister Goulan, what woman has you never seen?

At this moment, because of the dark light, although Murong Tai couldn't see the people entering the room clearly, the scent was very familiar. It was thick and gaudy, and it smelled pungent. It wasn't an elegant scent that girls from a good family would use, it seemed to be a brothel The fans used to use it!

Thinking of this, Murong Tai straightened his body suddenly, his eyes widened: "Who are you? What are you doing here? What does this mean!"

One person had already lit a tung oil lamp and put it on the table. The sparks of the lamp flickered. Although it was faint, it was more than enough to illuminate the room.

Murong Tai's breath froze, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Two obese women in mid-mature, who were dressed up enchantingly, were standing in front of them, probably weighing almost two hundred catties, with heavy make-up, creases all over their faces with powder that was not evenly applied, and dressed in colorful low-quality silk gauze clothes, covering their Covered in fat, with a wide waist swaying at every step, she approached and smiled, revealing her yellowed teeth from smoking in brothels for a long time: "My lord, today I will be served by sisters from the slave family."

The other person also smiled happily: "Yo, the young master is really handsome." He opened his mouth, and there was still a green vegetable leaf that he hadn't picked for lunch between his teeth.

It is true that Murong Tai has played with all kinds of women, but he has never tried this kind of heavy taste. He only felt a strong fragrance rushing towards him. How could he look down on such a low-level whore, he almost vomited, and shouted: "roll--"

(End of this chapter)