Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 561 The Assassination of King Yu
Father's life, Ting Ye and Nan'er's Wang Chenyin, the blood collapse on the day of childbirth, don't worry, she will definitely get it back from her bit by bit!
After Feng Zhiyao heard this, he looked at the two of them with some concern: "After all, she is your biological mother, you must be careful in what you do, so as not to be blamed in the future..." It is true that Xiahou Hualing's various deeds are death It is also difficult to repay one or two, but after all there is a word "filial piety" placed there, the words are awesome!
"With my king here, who dares to say more?!" Mo Tingye snorted coldly, his tone full of fierceness and rebellion.

Feng Zhiyao took a deep look at him, but finally stopped talking.

After dinner, Nangong Qianmo did not play around with Mo Zhinan's little bun for the first time, and asked the nanny to take him back to the room early.I found a big tree at random in the yard, jumped lightly, and lay down on the thick trunk, with my right hand pillowed behind my head, staring at the mottled night sky in a daze.

Really not sad at all?Nangong Qianmo asked herself.

No, even though his reason told him that there was nothing to be sad about, there was still such a dull pain in his heart.After all, at that time, she really regarded Xiahou Hualing as her mother...

She was an orphan in her previous life. Although she didn't admit it, she longed for her parents' affection in her heart, so she didn't have too many defenses against Xiahou Hualing.Thinking about it now, Xiahou Hualing's acting skills are actually not very good, but he was immersed in those self-righteous family relationships and selectively ignored her various flaws.

And when the truth is in front of you, everything seems so ironic.

People always yearn for things that don't belong to them, but they forget that those things that don't belong to you will never belong to you no matter how much you fight for them!
Suddenly, the branch next to her sank, and a familiar figure appeared beside her. Nangong Qianmo raised her eyes and glanced at the person sitting there, and said calmly, "Why are you here?"

"Liuyun and the others said you were not in the room." As he spoke, Mo Tingye handed her a small jar of wine.

Looking at the small wine jar the size of a palm in his hand, Nangong Qianmo laughed: "Why are you so stingy?!"

"Use wine to get rid of your worries and worry even more." Mo Tingye answered irrelevant questions, uncorked the wine jar and touched her, then took a sip with his head raised.

Nangong Qianmo nodded thoughtfully: "That's true."

Taking a sip of spicy liquor into her throat, her voice sounded a bit hoarse: "Mo Tingye, I thought I wouldn't be sad, but it turns out that I'm not as strong as I imagined."

"No one will be strong forever, Mo'er, you can try to rely on me." Mo Tingye gently put her broken hair behind her ears, a touch of distress and loss flashed across her eyes, even with Nan'er , she is still used to carrying everything on her shoulders...

"I really hate betrayal, so I won't let her go." The ice in Nangong Qianmo's eyes gradually built up, cutting off the last ray of love between her and Xiahou Hualing.

"I'll help you." Mo Tingye said firmly, the sternness in his eyes flashed past, Xiahou Hualing, you better be able to afford the price of betraying Mo'er!

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Nangong Qiange's actions were very fast. In about half a month, news came that His Royal Highness Yu Wang was assassinated and died. Immediately afterwards, Nangong Qiange, who was Princess Yu, voluntarily surrendered to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, claiming that she couldn't stand Yu Yu's death. The king's torture was unbearable, so he killed him with a sharp knife while he was asleep.

At the same time, she also presented all kinds of evidence of King Yu's abuse and bullying of women for many years, and all the concubines and maidservants of Prince Yu's mansion also came forward to testify.

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the hall, some were surprised and uncertain, and some fell into trouble.

"Silence! Silence!" After the rebellion was put down, Zhang Han, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, who had been reinstated, patted the gavel tree and shouted in a deep voice.

The matter is of great importance, and Zhang Han's thoughts are also churning, he dare not decide the case privately, so he cleared his throat and said: "Temporarily take Princess Yu and other witnesses into custody, and we will try again later!"

After the public hall was cleared, Zhang Han immediately summoned his servants and said, "Come here, prepare your horse, and go to Prince Xuan's Mansion!"

Mochenju.

After listening to Mo Feng's message, Nangong Qianmo couldn't help raising her eyebrows: "Zhang Han came too soon."

As soon as Mo Tingye heard it, he knew that the matter might be written by his own concubine, so he said calmly: "Please come to the flower hall later, the king will be there soon."

"Yes!" Mo Feng led the way and left.

Seeing Mo Tingye fiddling with the chessboard in front of him unhurriedly, Nangong Qianmo couldn't help but wonder: "Why, are you going to leave Zhang Han alone like this?"

"Naturally, I want to hang him out," Mo Tingye said intermittently, "If the Ministry of Punishment has to come to Prince Xuan's mansion to inquire about any case, what does the king want him to do as Minister of the Ministry of Punishment? "

"Pfft!" Nangong Qianmo couldn't help but glared at him angrily, "Mo Junyu is a prince after all, and Zhang Han is just for peace of mind. Why do you scare him like this?!"

Mo Tingye raised his eyebrows and smiled noncommittally.He thought to himself, he didn't intend to stay here in the capital for the rest of his life, if these people in the sixth department couldn't be alone, when would he be able to travel the world with Mo'er?
In the flower hall, Zhang Han changed the tea in his hand for three or four cups, but King Xuan did not show up for a long time. It was as slippery as a loach, and I couldn't ask half a word, so I had to sit there and drink tea to the end.

Just when Zhang Han was fidgeting, Mo Tingye finally came and explained without sincerity: "Master Zhang has been waiting for a long time, and my king has something to delay for a while."

Zhang Han couldn't express the pain in his heart, he got up and smiled: "My lord, you are polite."

"By the way, Mr. Zhang is not in the criminal department to handle the case. Is there something important to come to the palace?" Mo Tingye casually took a book from the bookshelf and flipped through it one by one, asking with a puzzled expression.

The story of King Yu's assassination and death was spreading all over the capital, so would Prince Xuan's Mansion know about it?Zhang Han was choked for a moment, his face flushed, and after a while he said, "My lord, I have something to discuss with you."

As he said that, Zhang Han told him about the matter of Prince Yu's mansion in a spittle, and finally looked at him eagerly, waiting for his order.

"Oh." Mo Tingye answered absently while flipping through the book.

oh?Zhang Han plucked his ears in disbelief. After confirming that King Xuan had indeed said such a word, the center of his eyebrows jumped twice. He followed him to express and hint for a long time, and the prince planned to use such a fluffy one The word "oh"? !
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Han continued to ask patiently: "This matter is related to the reputation of the royal family. Please show me how to deal with it."

(End of this chapter)