The eldest daughter, her weak character has collapsed again

Chapter 262
The left side is neutral, and has yet to speak out. The prince's faction headed by Mr. Meng is obviously not the opponent of Concubine Cheng, and the situation is tilted to one side.

"Come here, send His Royal Highness the Crown Prince back to the palace." Concubine Cheng swept the guards behind her lightly and ordered.

Zhan Shaoling stopped there, the light in his eyes flickered.

Everyone knows it well.

Today, if he steps out of this threshold, in the future, he will only be left behind.

"Ah! Gu fights with you, kill Gu!"

Just when he was about to step out the door, he turned his head suddenly, his eyes were faintly stained with bloodlust, and with a wave of his big hand, suddenly, the sound of fighting gradually rose above the hall.

Under the protection of the hidden guards, Concubine Cheng stood in the corner and watched coldly, her eyes were fixed on the situation, and her palms were sweating.

This is all the power she has left, today's battle is a decisive battle!

This time she learned to be smart and sent people to guard the gate of the palace to prevent the Mo army from making another surprise attack. As long as the crown prince died, the throne would belong to her son!
Concubine Cheng stared at her with burning eyes. The prince's martial arts were not bad, but his fists were no match for his four feet. Soon there were many bloodstains on the fine clothes, and the corners of his mouth were faintly bleeding. The man clenched his teeth tightly and took Eyes of extreme hatred gouged out to Concubine Cheng Gui, and before he could rush over, a sword pierced through his heart.

"what!"

The man's body leaned forward slightly, the severe pain made his face grim, he staggered a few steps and knelt down on the ground, no longer alive.

"Your Highness!!"

Meng Silang, who was fighting among the crowd, was about to burst into tears. He rushed over, but ignored the people around him. Just as he was about to reach the prince, a sharp pain hit him. The tip of the icy sword protruding out, the pupils dilated, knelt down in front of the prince with a plop, "Your Highness."

He couldn't finish the rest of the sentence, rolled his eyes, and died beside the prince.

Master Meng saw his son die, his old eyes were red, but he didn't dare to relax his vigilance. Looking at the guards in front of him who were struggling more and more, suppressing the pain of losing his son, "Let's go!"

The crown prince is gone, and it doesn't make any sense to carry it to death.

Concubine Cheng let him go intentionally, she glanced over, the secret guards released water, and the guards of the Meng residence hurriedly escorted Mr. Meng out.

In just a quarter of an hour, the prince's party was almost strangled.

Blood dripped all over the floor, dyeing the precious rose red Ruihe blanket dark red.

Seeing that the hall was full of her own people, Concubine Cheng's eyes almost overflowed with joy, and she called Yihuan, "Go, take the Eighth Prince over here."

In front of her, the woman in a plain dress raised her eyes slowly, Concubine Cheng's face changed, and before she could recover, the face in front of her suddenly approached, her temple hair brushed her ears, severe pain came from her abdomen, Concubine Cheng stared Eyes wide open, unbelievable, "Yihuan, why did you betray Ben Gong?"

Hearing this, Yihuan smiled, and before the other hidden guards reacted, he put the knife across his neck, looked at the imperial concubine, and smiled coolly, "The imperial concubine may not know that my real name is not Yihuan, but Zhao Jinhuan, It was the orphan of the Zhao family who died under your hands! But you don’t have to be afraid of being alone, the servant has sent the eighth prince to hell first, and the imperial concubine will see him soon.”

"you!"

The noble concubine held her abdomen, blood continued to leak from between her fingers, her face became paler and paler, she could no longer speak, and she could not rest in peace.

"Miss!"

With the exclamation, the hall was in chaos.

In the dark, someone left quietly.

Outside the palace, in the mansion with simple decoration, there was a crisp sound of chess pieces being placed on the plate.

Pei Yanru chuckled, "I won."

On the opposite side, the man was wearing a navy blue brocade robe with a pendant around his waist. His beautiful eyes swept across the chess game, and the corners of his lips curled up. "Well, Ah Ling is the most powerful."

The low and pleasant sound came slowly, like fine wine that has been brewing for many years, and one was intoxicated by the smell.

Pei Yanru is a voice control person herself, she knows many kinds of voices, so she naturally pays special attention to voices, his voice is very good, her heart beats fast, she took the initiative to cross the chessboard, put her arms around his neck, and sat in his arms, A smile stained the corners of her lips, "It's not easy for me to marry home. Has your Taifu's residence prepared a bride price?"

"It was ready half a year ago." Shen Yuyuan said quietly.

Pei Yanru: "."

Seeing that she was silent, Shen Yuyuan squeezed the slender waist, and continued, "It took me half a month to check the warehouse, but now it's fine, and I went into the warehouse again."

"So, you didn't come to see me during that time, but you were preparing a bride price?" Pei Yan felt like a blessing.

No wonder, she remembered that he hadn't shown up for a while, so it turned out that he was going to prepare a bride price, and she thought he was busy with business at that time.

"It turned out to be a good thing, you turned around and married someone else."

The tone is sour and sticky.

Pei Yanru didn't think much, and kissed his lips like a dragonfly's water, smiling Yan Yan, "Are you still angry?"

"Ah."

A low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, Pei Yanru was slightly stunned, feeling something, and hurriedly wanted to get up, but it was too late.

Shen Yuyuan directly picked up the person, strode towards the bed, and laughed from his throat, "Speaking of which, haven't we used up the postures in the previous booklet?"

Pei Yanru: "!!!!"

A charming room.

When she woke up again, the person beside her was lying on her side, facing her, with her black hair wrapped around her long fingertips, "Are you awake?"

Pei Yanru didn't want to open her eyes, so she responded muffledly.

Simply too much!
She didn't want to move a single finger now, she just opened her eyes and looked at him with a dry voice, "What's the situation now?"

Hearing this, Shen Yuyuan paused slightly with his fingertips, took a deep look at the person in front of him, and finally opened his mouth, "The prince and concubine are dead, our people have already occupied the palace, and in a few days we will let that person Take over."

The person he was talking about was, of course, the Third Prince Zhanqing.

Pei Yanru nodded slightly. As she expected, the prince was definitely not that simple. She remembered that the noble concubine died at the hands of a court lady, but she didn't know her name, but she thought she had something to do with the prince.

The relationship among the royal family has always been complicated. The imperial concubine can put eyeliner around the prince, and so can the prince.

Just to see who hides well.

Pei Yanru pursed her lips. She didn't feel much about the death of these two people. She only looked at the slightly dim eyes of the man when he talked about handing over power, and opened her lips, "Do you mind if I say give him the throne?"

According to the current situation, even if Shen Yuyuan wanted to become emperor in Daxing country, there would be no problem.

It's just that Zhan Qing helped her a lot, even in the end, he didn't force her to do what she didn't want to do, so she didn't want to owe him.

Hearing this, Shen Yuyuan lowered his eyes, looked into those eyes that implied worry, stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, buried her in her neck, and said in a calm voice, "Silly Linger, our home is in the country of Mo, how can I Maybe stay here."

Even if it is the mighty power, without Ah Ling, it would be a prison for him.

our home
Pei Yanru's eyes trembled, and then he smiled slowly, "Well, our home is in the country of Mo."

It was a place with many memories of them, and she would not be willing to bear it if it was her.

"I remember you liked children very much?"

Suddenly, a voice came from my ear, and Pei Yanru's body trembled, "No, actually, I don't really want to—"

"No, you want to."

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