Beloved trump wife: unscrupulous prince calm concubine

Chapter 728 The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop! (6)

on the carriage.

The men sat down carefully in a corner of the carriage.

"Master, do you really want to give up your great cause?"

"Hmph!" Murong Jinglun snorted coldly, "That's just my excuse, this Yan Chengxi, although he has been fighting with Yuntu and others all these years, has always been a slave. It is impossible for him to oppose the emperor, I just borrowed his means, and in the future, I will kill him with my own hands!"

The subordinates nodded, "Hall master is wise!"

After a while, the subordinate said cautiously again, "Then, over there in the palace, are you... going to see Concubine Yi?"

After the yarn spread, Murong Jinglun was silent for a long time.

The former handsome young man has become what he is now, so it is inevitable for him to feel inferior in his heart. Now, how could he want to see Concubine Yi.

It took him a long time to utter a few words in a low voice.

"Let's talk about it in a few days!"

The subordinates heard the emotion in his tone, and wisely did not ask again.

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Three days later, a large group of people came out from the palace, escorted countless rewards, and transported them to the northwest.

The long queue attracted countless people to watch. When people talked about this favored Princess Anning, they just sighed.

In Yunfu, there was also a group of people who brought gifts to the northwest, and they were naturally Yunchu's other father, Master Zuoxiang, Yuntu.

Countless people lamented, countless people envied, and naturally countless people gritted their teeth.

For example, the right minister Yan Chengxi, for example Concubine Yi and several others in the palace, and for example Murong Jinglun standing on a mountain outside the city wall watching the gift-giving procession.

"Is there no news from the palace?" He asked in a deep voice to his subordinates behind him.

"Not yet." The subordinate frowned, "This right minister, isn't he playing with us?"

"No, I understand him!" Murong Jinglun smiled darkly, "This man has been fighting with Yuntu and Shen Zhong for most of his life, and has been suppressed by them all the time. Now that he finally has such an opportunity, he will definitely not let it go. Yes, I think, he must be racking his brains to find a way to send that monument to the palace now!"

As Murong Jinglun expected, Right Prime Minister Yan Chengxi stood on the Wangyuan building in his house and watched the long gift-giving team, gritted his teeth and went downstairs, and immediately rushed to the study, looking again at the man on the floor of the study. A stele.

For so many years, he has followed the emperor, and he knows the emperor very well.

Ning Tianyuan was suspicious by nature, if this stele was sent over, he would definitely become suspicious, and by then, the good days between Shen Fengchu and Yun Chu would come to an end.

However, how should this stele be sent into the palace? !

"My lord!" The butler pushed the door hastily and entered, "It's not good."

Yan Chengxi covered the stele with a cloth again, walked from the inner room to the outside of the hall, "What happened to make you so flustered!"

"My lord, it's been raining a lot these past few days. The rain caused mudslides in the other courtyard on the outskirts of the city, and washed away your favorite courtyard." The butler said.

Yan Chengxi looked displeased, "A yard, if it's broken, just repair it."
"It's okay to talk about the yard, but the key is that the few antique vases you collected were all smashed!" the housekeeper said helplessly.

"What..." Yan Chengxi's face changed suddenly, those vases were rare treasures, "It's early summer, why is there so much rain?"

The housekeeper was busy explaining, "This year there is a lot of rain, and the stream is rising fast, so..."

"Then you don't know how to strengthen the fence!" Yan Chengxi opened his mouth to curse, suddenly remembered something, and then laughed out loud, "Yes, streams, mountain torrents... yes yes yes... that's it, ha..."

(End of this chapter)