Devil's Concubine

Chapter 139 Intrigue and Conspiracy to Frame (6)
"General Peng, has there been any theft in the Chu Palace?" Qi Yifeng asked with a smile.

"Of course not." Peng Biao flatly vetoed it.

"Oh." Qi Yifeng nodded meaningfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, someone said again: "Hey, there seems to be something wrong with this glazed pagoda. It is not carved out of a whole piece of glazed glass, but pieced together from broken pieces."

"It seems to be the case. Also, it seems that not all of them are colored glaze. The color of this colored glaze is a bit wrong. It looks a bit like a stone."

"Stone, how is that possible? Could it be that King Xian would take a stone as a birthday present?"

"I didn't say that, but if you look carefully, the glazed glass is crystal clear under the sun, but you can see that the glazed pagoda is not transparent, but leaves a dark shadow under the sun, which is very abnormal what."

"Wow—"

Everyone was in an uproar, and the voice of discussion was endless.

"It turns out that it is really fake, it looks exactly like the real thing."

"False can't be true, real can't be fake."

"A fake is a fake. Even if it is the same as the real one, the material and craftsmanship are definitely different. It may be a joke to compare it with rare treasures."

"Fake?"

Just a moment ago, Mo Jieyu, who was still smiling happily, now, was hit like a thunderbolt, and he was stunned on the ground. His jade-white face slowly turned from white to red, from red to blue, from blue to green. Purple, from purple to black.

"Fake, is it fake?"

A voice echoed in Mo Jieyu's heart, the voice was not loud, but it was like sharp knives, cutting his flesh one by one.

"However, how could it be fake? How could something bought with 30 taels of silver be fake?"

Mo Jieyu still couldn't believe it, and absolutely couldn't believe it.

This is his wish. For this wish, he paid such a high price. In the end, how could he get such a result.

"Why is it like this?"

In Mo Jieyu's heart, he questioned himself over and over again. He couldn't figure out what went wrong. How could a good nine-story glazed pagoda turn into a fake.

Seeing Mo Jieyu's gloomy face and trembling body, everyone thought it was because of his guilty conscience that his fake mask was exposed, and they were sure that the nine-story glazed pagoda was fake, and the voices of everyone's discussions became louder.

That voice pierced Mo Jieyu's eardrums and made him dizzy. If it wasn't for the last bit of willpower to force him to support him, he might have spit out a mouthful of blood and passed out on the ground.

"What's going on?" Frowning sharply, Chu Yunshang asked Mo Ranchen out loud.

Mo Ranchen sighed, and said slowly and complicatedly: "It's fake."

"Are you sure?" Chu Yunshang couldn't help asking.

Mo Ranchen nodded lightly and said nothing more.

Chu Yunshang's expression changed suddenly, and he looked at Mo Jieyu. At this moment, Mo Jieyu's face was panicked, dripping with cold sweat, and his head was drooping, which was the symptom of despair.

Undoubtedly, this incident dealt a huge blow to Mo Jieyu, almost completely breaking him down.

At Empress Chen's birthday banquet, there was such a shame that he would never be able to lift his head up in his life.

Damn it!too harsh!Terrible!
Chu Yunshang's eyes drifted past Mo Jieyu's body, and looked at Mo Xiuzhu from a distance. Mo Xiuzhu had a smug smile on his face. Just now, it was he who encouraged Mo Jieyu to give gifts in public, and asked Mo Jieyu to give gifts in public. The one who opened the gift, Mo Jieyu, will be tricked, Chu Yunshang thought.

In the early morning three days ago, in Yaranju, Chu Yunshang and Mo Jieyu met. At that time, Mo Jieyu was so high-spirited. He told her personally that Yaranju had something to auction, and he wanted to take it back and give it away. Make a birthday gift for Empress Chen.

Now it seems that what Mo Jieyu photographed in Yaranju was this nine-story glazed pagoda.

It can be seen that for this birthday gift, Mo Jieyu spent a lot of thought and paid a big price, but in the end, this gift turned out to be fake. The taste is also quite uncomfortable.

However, how dare a Yaranju sell fakes to Mo Jieyu?

Even if Mo Jieyu is a prince with nothing to do, he is a prince after all, an ordinary person, who would dare to do this?Who has the guts?
Thinking of this, Chu Yunshang became more and more sure that there was something wrong with Yaran, and it was possible that this matter had something to do with Mo Xiuzhu.

Chu Yunshang thought of the man who had met once in Yaranju that day. When she saw the man for the first time, she felt that the man's temperament was too sinister, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling. comfortable feeling.

It's just that she was thinking about other things at the time, and didn't pay much attention to it, nor did she ever think that what Mo Jieyu photographed was actually such a thing.She knew clearly in her heart that if she hadn't left in a hurry that day, maybe today, such an embarrassing thing would not have happened at all.

This is simply to completely cut off Mo Jieyu's life, and put him to death.

"Who is that person, we have to find out!" Gritting his teeth, Chu Yunshang said bitterly.

The relationship between Chu Yunshang and Mo Jieyu was good. Seeing Mo Jieyu like this at this time, he couldn't bear it very much. If it wasn't for the wrong timing, he would have had an attack.

But now, what can she do.

"My lord..." she said to Mo Ranchen.

Mo Ranchen sighed softly, and said: "The fourth child will grow up one day, and he will always face such and such things alone. We helped him for a while, but we couldn't help him forever. Let's learn a lesson, I hope he learns a lesson and becomes more mature in the future."

After finishing speaking, Mo Ranchen sighed again. It was really because the price was too great, enough to destroy all of Mo Jieyu's spiritual will and make him a useless person from now on.

This is Mo Jieyu's catastrophe, if he can't make it through, he will be completely useless.

In the past, perhaps, there is a brand new king of idleness, and also a king of idleness that no one dares to despise.

(End of this chapter)