Famous Boudoir Conspiracy: Daughter of Concubine Married for Second Time and Abandoned Her Husband

Chapter 229 Never let it go again!

Concubine Xue shook her head, "Don't guess, there won't be too much time left for us, but it is enough to do something, Wu Yunxi will be left to the concubine, the life of the fourth prince, you must not take it lightly Yes, there are quite a few people standing on his side."

Bai Junyou's expression turned serious, "Don't worry, my concubine, the An family's staff has been wiped clean. That old fox, An Tongfu, has lost his taste in the past few days. There are Gu Jing's staff in Hengzhou, and they have been forced to a village. I heard that Gu Jing went there, it's best to get rid of it together."

When Bai Junyou said this, his expression was still clear. Concubine Xue nodded with satisfaction, "You still control the whereabouts of the fourth prince? Has your uncle sent any news?"

Bai Junyou frowned slightly, and then quickly disappeared, "Mother, don't worry, everything is under control."

Only then did Concubine Xue let out a sigh of satisfaction, "It would be great if I could have a good New Year's Eve this year."

What she was looking forward to was Prince Li.

Bai Junyou looked at Princess Yongjia for a while before leaving, and gave many instructions without saying a word. Naturally, this was also for his father who was still like a mirror.

Princess Yongjia made a fuss for a day and a night without a drop of water, and then drank some thin porridge with a pale face. After that, she was at peace for a long time. All the maids serving Princess Yongjia were worried, for fear that something bad would happen to Princess Yongjia. kill.

The strange thing is that Princess Yongjia has been sitting quietly these days, not even paying attention to a court lady who accidentally poured tea into her hands.

This kind of calm can no longer be called calm, but it has disturbed the people here.

Concubine Xue Gui also has no choice. Her heart cannot always be tied to Princess Yongjia. The current situation is in front of her eyes. If there is a slight difference, she may be wiped out. She faintly feels that the pressure in front of her is not only those who support the fourth prince. The city, the emperor's relatives, and the Emperor Xuanren lying in the Hall of Mental Cultivation!

After the snow outside the window fell all night, the imperial palace was already covered with snow. In the morning, the maids and nuns all got up early. In such weather, they all had to go to clear the snow.

However, at this time, a carriage from the Fourth Prince's Mansion was slowly driving on the deserted street, behind the curtain was An Zijin with a condensed expression.

Both Fu Ling and Mu Jin stayed on the sidelines, but they didn't dare to open their mouths. Ever since the lights were lit last night, my young lady has held the letter and never said a word.

"Miss, drink a cup of tea to warm up your body, no matter how big it is, you can't get over your body." Mu Jin poured a cup of hot tea.

An Zijin shook his head, "Let me be quiet, I should be there in a while."

After she finished speaking, she didn't open her mouth again. The snowflakes were still pouring down. When the car window was bumped, some snowflakes even fell in. Just as Mu Jin was about to close the car window, she found that the young lady stretched out her hand to catch a few snowflakes, and the corners of her lips were still slightly Raising it, it looked better than last night.

The heater in the carriage blew up steam, the snowflakes in the palm of his hand melted quickly, and the icy touch also spread, An Zijin sighed leisurely.

For my mother, it has been a long, long memory. In my previous life, I would occasionally sigh, why did the other rich daughters go to the banquet with my mother, talking and laughing with warmth, but she could only stand aside. Watching from a distance, I imitated their conversation in my heart.

Without a mother, she was taken to Jin'an by Mrs. Ji, and she was loved in every way, but apart from Mrs. Ji, how could anyone else really love her?
Those days only made her more and more irritable, and she could only vent her anger by beating and scolding servants when she felt unhappy. She sometimes wondered, if her mother was by her side, would she hold her hand and listen to her? The troubles and anxiety in her heart will tell her how to be a good woman, not to deceive and use wantonly...

She was still very young when her mother died, and the eldest sister cried so much that she almost fainted. She stood there without shedding a single tear, but when she saw her infant brother who was hurriedly carried away from the yard, there was even a flash of light in her eyes. Too much hatred, it seems that this little thing has kept my mother silent from now on, and she can no longer hug herself.

Father's face was very ugly, but Chaozhong seemed to be very busy, even the funeral was presided over by Aunt Yang, and Mrs. Ji was about to be put into the coffin when she arrived.

At that time, the eldest sister looked at herself fiercely, staring at a pair of red eyes and angrily said: "Why don't you cry!"

But at that time, she was thinking about why she was crying, why did her mother put it in that wooden box, and could she go to her mother when she missed her?Would it be too dark for my mother to be shut inside?

Why don't you cry?Why don't you cry, An Zijin!
"Miss, why are you crying?" Mu Jin bit her lip and choked with sobs, Fu Ling beside her also sobbed.

An Zijin didn't even realize that the coolness in her palm was replaced by warmth, it turned out to be a clear tear.

"It's okay, bring the handkerchief, you really can't cry today." She wiped the corners of her eyes and cheeks, and then wiped the palm of her hand, and then picked up the letter again.

The result given by the Shen family was very consistent with her guess, and even included the letters that should have been destroyed back then.

In order not to be taken advantage of by the Yang family, the grandfather of the second room of the Shen family insisted on leaving behind that letter, the handwriting and signature clearly showed Yang's identity.

There is also Shen Erye's personal letter. He has captured all the people in the Shen family and this matter, and even sent people to Luoyang to escort them. At the end, there is a sentence of "Treasure", which is very heavy and heavy, and it is hard to read.

An Zijin's palms tightened, and then she let out a long sigh of relief. She didn't know what to think, and the carriage moved forward slowly. My heart kept sinking, as if it was about to fall to the time of my mother's funeral in my memory.

Yang Shi, it's very good, our festivities ended so early, and it's still such a knot, An Zijin thought to herself, and cruelty appeared in her eyes.

In this life, this time, I will never let my mother-killing enemy go!
After turning a few turns, the carriage stopped at the gate of Grand Master's Mansion. The deserted gate made An Zijin startled, and then she realized it.

After all the staff arranged by the An family around the fourth prince were dealt with, his father took sick leave, and the Grand Master's Mansion, where people come and go from day to day, fell silent.

"Second Miss is back!" The nanny at the porter saw An Zijin and hurried up to greet her.

An Zijin nodded slightly, "Is father in the mansion?"

"The master is meeting with the servant of the Ministry of Rites in the study." The nun smiled back.

An Zijin glanced at the gate, only to see the figure of the servant who was sweeping the snow, she said calmly: "Since father is busy, it's okay, go to Changze Courtyard and ask, Mrs. Yang, if you have time to see me ?”

Hearing that the word "Yang's" in the mouth of the second young lady was so blunt and cold, the nanny felt that it was really colder today, and she quickly shrank her neck, "This old servant will go to Changze courtyard to ask!"

(End of this chapter)