The poisonous concubine is in power: the black-bellied prince, please detour

Chapter 774 Ruthless and infatuated, bet your life on chance

Winter nights seem to be extraordinarily cold. I didn’t feel it before, but now I feel it’s unbearably cold. Even my hands are so cold that I feel numb and trembling when I pull the strings. The sound of the piano is out of tune.

Letting go, Jun Jinglan picked up the hot wine beside the bed, took a sip, let the scorching temperature burn all the way down, let the wisps of wine dissipate little by little, bringing a little warmth.The man got up and brushed his clothes and the thick fox fur cape that was forced on him.

"The emperor is going to rest, do you want to call the concubine Meng to attend the bed?" A figure saw the man get up and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, Zhuo Dehai didn't dare to ask this question, the whole Northern Palace dared to ask His Majesty the Northern Emperor like that It is estimated that there is only one person.

Jun Jinglan phoenix glanced at Wang Chong: "Marshal Wang, how much money did she give you to bribe you? How dare you spare no effort to speak for her?" The voice was very displeased, the man who was already in a gloomy mood , so his face became even colder.

Wang Chong's old face was a little stiff, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I dare not. It's just that your Majesty has to spread branches and leaves for the royal family. This is your Majesty's responsibility. Your Majesty is not young. The only thing is to draft a concubine. If His Majesty does not like Concubine Meng, I beg His Majesty to allow you to choose..." How dare he buy something?For the time being, there is only Mo Mengyue as a concubine in the North Palace. If she is not invited to serve her bed, who else can she be recruited?
Wang Chong was really worried, and took the opportunity to bring up the matter of the draft again, but what he got in exchange was that before he could finish his sentence, the wine pot in the man's hand had already been thrown straight at him, and it landed on Wang Chong's forehead with a bang. , that was really smashed to the point of blood.

This shows how angry His Majesty the Northern Emperor is.

Wang Chong bowed his head and knelt down, but he didn't dare to touch his own wound.

Jun Jinglan glared at Wang Chong with a gloomy expression: "Draft? You really want me to make an order, don't you? Is it because the palace is too busy recently, you really have nothing to do, and everyone came to take care of me It's very good if I want to make an order, I will make an order now, and I will remove Mo Mengyue from her concubine position."

"Didn't she want to leave? Didn't she want to stay in Beigong? But I'm not as willing as she is, nor as you are. I want to see how you plan to persecute me! There are things I don't want to do in this world. No one can threaten me, Wang Chong, don't think that I really won't deal with you."

"I understand what I'm doing, whether it's the country or the royal blood, it's all my own, even if I want to lose, it's my own business, and you have to worry about it!" The anger on the man's face was obvious, The only thing left is the anger of that Taotian.

The courtiers above the court who are not afraid of death die every day.After killing several people one after another, it was only a few people who finally let him be quieter and went down to court, but this Wang Chong didn't let him be quieter, so he had to find a group of women to bother him.

This old guy just relied on his own identity to think that he would not execute him, and he mentioned it every day these days.Hearing this, his ears were almost callused, and his anger was already on the verge of bursting out.

"The emperor calms down..."

Seeing this, Wang Chong rushed to plead guilty. He was a little impatient, but His Majesty has been on the throne for a year, and His Majesty has also reached the age, but there is no son or half daughter under his knees. He didn't even have a woman, how could he not be in a hurry?
"Shut up for me, and if you say another word, I will pull you down and beat you a hundred times. I know that you are not afraid of being beaten, but I want to see if you still have the strength to speak after being beaten?" Jun Jinglan Shouting angrily, he turned back to the imperial case, started writing vigorously, put down the pen after a while, took out the big seal and covered the written scroll, and looked at the written imperial decree.

Roll it up, take it out of Changle Palace.

Wang Chong wiped the blood stains on his forehead, stood up trembling slightly, looked at the direction in which the man disappeared in the night, he beat his chest and stamped his feet anxiously and angrily, and two lines of turbid tears flowed down his face, if it wasn't for him, the emperor would I won't lose my heart and soul, just plunge into it like that, and never get up again.If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have offended Shengyan and made the emperor make such a decision in a rage.

What His Majesty is doing is Concubine Meng's bedroom. If you think about it, you must have gone to make an edict. There is no need to ask what the edict is. It must be the will of the abolished Concubine. However, they have always been against His Majesty.

Now, it caused a disaster.

Wang Chong stood at the gate of the Changle Palace in the wind and snow for a long time. After returning to the mansion, he knelt down in front of the spirit tablet offered by his master and knelt down for another whole night.Anger and self-blame were excessive, and the wind blew again. The old bones couldn't bear it, and the whole person fell seriously ill.

Jun Jinglan didn't know it. At this moment, his whole body was annihilated by the anger, and he rushed all the way to Mo Mengyue's bedroom with the imperial decree he had just written.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live..."

The voices of the palace people came one after another, and they spread far away. Seeing the man's fierce look, they all dared not speak, and their voices trembled a little.

The woman who was sitting by the window in a daze was startled by the voice, quickly put on her coat and went out of the inner hall, "I have seen Your Majesty, what's the matter with His Majesty coming so late?" The woman looked up and asked, but her heart was inexplicable. With a click, the anger in the man's eyes was too obvious.In her eyes, it was like a pair of knives, piercing her heart straight, making her face turn pale.

Her eyes turned to the thing held in the man's hand, and her body shook almost invisibly.She hasn't seen the emperor's brother since he left, but she was blocked every time when she went to Changle Palace.Looking for opportunities, but always being avoided.It was too obvious that he didn't want to see her.

But she has decided to stay, always want to talk to him, at least she wants to fight for such an opportunity.No matter what he will do, this is the first time she wants to fight for herself.

Just because: the heart has moved.

On the day she left, she couldn't move, she just felt heartache.

pain for him...

"What's the matter? Princess Mengyue's question is really strange. What do you think will happen when I come? Or Princess Mengyue has long forgotten, and I need to remind you? You are the princess of Nanqi. It's just an expedient measure, I never thought of bringing you into my harem."

As if Jun Jinglan didn't see the woman's pale face, she said coldly: "Your elder brother also promised me that he would pick you up after the matter is over, but you want to stay in the house so shamelessly. Beside me, Mo Mengyue, who do you think you are? I want women, and there are plenty of them. But I tell you, no matter who I want in this life, I will never want you, you'd better die of that heart. "

"This is the decree of the abolished concubine. Take it for me, and leave my palace tomorrow. Go back wherever you came, and don't stay here to block my eyes." The man waved his long arm and took the bright yellow scroll in his hand. Throwing it forcefully into the woman's hand.Those words were even more merciless.

No matter who you want, you will never want her?
Mo Mengyue's fingertips were cold, she took the scroll and opened it, looked at the content on it, looked up at the back of the man who had turned away without hesitation, but suddenly rushed forward to stop him: "Wait, Your Majesty, Mengyue wants to have a good talk with His Majesty. Since His Majesty has come, how about taking this opportunity to listen to Mengyue say a few words? Mengyue will not waste Your Majesty's time."

"Why should I give you this chance?"

Jun Jinglan's road was blocked, his face became darker, and his tone became colder and harsher: "From now on, you are no longer Mengfei, even if you are, I don't want to waste time here by listening to you talking nonsense. Mo Mengyue, if you If I were you, I would pack up and leave now, so as not to make myself look too bad."

"After all, you are still the princess of Nanqi. It seems that Mo Baichen really came to me in Nanqi for you. I think he will treat you well when you go back, and maybe he will find you a good husband, so that he can marry you." .Is it not good to have your imperial brother as your backer?"

"Do you have to rely on me for nothing? Don't tell me that you can't live without me, and then I can't help you. In short, it's up to you to do what you want. Even if you want to die or live, I won't stop you. Tomorrow morning I will send you out of the palace." The man's words were extremely ruthless.

Mo Mengyue felt chills all over her body, but she suddenly smiled: "Really? Your Majesty really thinks that Mengyue will ruin herself like this? But Mengyue thinks it's His Majesty You're just ruining yourself."

"Mengyue admitted that Mengyue fell in love with His Majesty, not for anything else, but for that love. As long as my children in Nanqi fall in love, they will not hide their love. Mengyue's falling in love with His Majesty is beyond Mengyue's control. It's like Mengyue can't stop His Majesty falling in love with Wuyou."

"But Your Majesty can't stop the thoughts in Mengyue's heart. Therefore, no matter what, Mengyue will never leave. Even if His Majesty really wants to die!" The woman looked up at the man, her eyes were so firm that she didn't look back, and she seemed to be telling Follow your own determination.

Jun Jinglan half-closed his eyes, lowered his head to look at it, and smiled sarcastically at the corner of his lips: "Why, I can't bear it anymore? This makes me look like a princess of the Southern Qi Dynasty, and she really has the aura of being a royal princess. It's just that In my opinion, this face is still as hypocritical as ever, which makes people lose their appetite."

There was a wry smile on Mo Mengyue's face, her fingers were tightly pinched together, her nails dug into her flesh, relying on the sharp pain, she was able to hold back her tears.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the sourness in his eyes: "People have to bow their heads under the eaves. Everyone has their own helplessness, and there is also something that everyone wants to protect, just like His Majesty wants to protect Wuyou , so no matter how unwilling you are, wouldn’t it be the same to choose to return to North Vietnam alone?”

The voice trembled slightly, how could I not bear it?
Back then, Jun Jinglan was a murderous monster in her eyes. She was afraid of him, so she naturally avoided him cautiously, endured him, and did not dare to offend him in any way.Because she understands too well, understands her identity, understands her responsibilities, and understands that she has no bargaining chips to be presumptuous.

No matter how unwilling, he had to endure it, just like being humiliated by him at the palace banquet.

In addition to endure or can only endure.

If possible, she also hoped that she did not pass by the Star Picking Tower, and even more hoped that there would be no intersection between them.How good that would be, that way her heart would not be moved, and she would not choose this path that was destined to leave her bleeding.

As Brother Huang said, his heart has already been given to someone else.

Maybe she will never get anything in return in her life.But she still wants to try, the only time, to fight for herself, not some princess from Nanqi, not some concubine Meng from Beigong, but Mo Mengyue.

However, she still seems to have overestimated herself, being so humiliated by the person she likes is an unbearable pain, very painful, but in this strange Beigong, no one can feel her pain, Lu Shi She chose by herself, and she can only stick to it by herself.

She didn't want to be defeated before the battle...

(End of this chapter)