The pretty mistress of Hou Ye's family

Chapter 297

After Li Chenyue made Qiao Meng's life experience public, the next step was to make Yu Wenhong abdicate to him.

She directly approached Yu Wenhong and said, "Your third brother is still young. After he ascends the throne, you can be the regent. When he grows up in the future, return the imperial power to him."

Listen to this!It was so much fun!

Is it because everyone doesn't like to be a stepping stone for others?
"Tomorrow is his enthronement ceremony. Look, Hong'er, how beautiful the dragon robe I made for Menger is!"

Yu Wenhong looked at Li Chenyue's eyes, and his heart throbbed non-stop.

He has been with the concubine's grandmother for so many years, and he has never seen her eyes that are so pampered to the extreme.

Sure enough, comparing people to people is more annoying.

Li Chenyue stared at him coldly, and asked, "What? Are you unhappy? Are you unwilling to give up the throne?"

"No." Yu Wenhong smiled, "As long as Grandma Taifei is happy, I don't like the throne very much. If someone takes over the country for me, I will be happy and at ease!"

"Well, I feel relieved with your words. I hope that you two brothers can live in harmony and help your brother to ascend the throne!"

The moment the voice fell, there was a rumbling sound outside the palace, and then all directions responded to support.

"Kill the white-haired female devil—kill the First Prince—"

"Kill me-"

A lama rushed over and yelled, "Ms. Taifei, Marquis Qin has brought troops to force the palace! Princess Hele has teamed up with him! General Li's palace gate can't resist, what should we do?"

Li Chenyue shouted, "Who are they using to rebel? The second prince? That useless second child with a bad bloodline?"

"They said that the third son of the emperor is in their hands, and the one in your hand is a counterfeit."

"What? Fake? My own grandson still needs to be fake? I don't even look at my Meng'er's face. She really looks exactly like my son. Can this be faked?"

"..."

"And that damn girl Xueling, what kind of ecstasy soup was given to her by that kid from the Qin family? She even united with outsiders to rebel against my mother? Is she tired of living?"

Li Chenyue protected Qiao Meng behind her, and said nervously, "Don't be afraid, Meng'er, with grandma here, grandma will not let you have trouble. Grandma will never let you be snatched away by them!"

Qiao Meng sighed speechlessly, looking at this crazy woman, she really didn't know what to do.

Seeing Li Chenyue protecting the child in his arms in every possible way, Yu Wenhong stepped forward and grabbed Li Chenyue's shoulder to persuade him softly, "Grandma, for safety's sake, I'd better cover you and leave!"

Li Chenyue glanced back at him, thinking deeply, "Well, yes, I can't let my grandson have an accident. Let's go, Meng'er, grandma will take you to avoid, here is your elder brother..."

puff-

Li Chenyue, whose back was facing Yu Wenhong, was stabbed deeply by an arrow in the back.

Qiao Meng stared in shock at the white-haired old woman bleeding from her mouth, and looked up at Yu Wenhong.

The corner of Yu Wenhong's mouth hooked into a cruel smile, "Grandma, I didn't expect that! You will die in my hands in the end!"

"You!" Li Chenyue turned her head and pushed him away fiercely, "You white-eyed wolf! I knew it! I knew you were so obedient and obedient, and you were unwilling to hand over the throne to others so easily, right! So you tell me Me, have you also formed an alliance with that kid from the Qin family? You silly boy, do you think that after you form an alliance with them, you will be able to secure your throne? Stop dreaming! That kid from the Qin family will not take your place of!"

Yu Wenhong yelled angrily, "I said, I don't care about the throne! I don't care about this at all! Grandma, why don't you understand! What I want is your attention! Why is it also your grandson? Why can he get everything? And me? If you say you give up, you give up? What am I? An abandoned baby?"

The civil war rang out all around, and the army outside approached step by step, annihilating all Li Chenyue's soldiers and horses.

Li Chenyue slowly slipped down, holding Qiao Meng's petite body in her blood-stained hands, "My grandson...I...I only recognize the child born to him and me...I don't want anyone else!"

Yu Wenhong narrowed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Then I will kill your most cherished thing, and I will let you watch him die with your own eyes—"

Sliding down, Yu Wenhong raised his saber and rushed towards Qiao Meng.

Qiao Meng was startled, and quickly retreated to protect himself, but a group of guards surrounded him one after another, surrounding him in the middle.

"Don't—" Li Chenyue screamed, "Don't kill him—don't kill him—"

Qiao Meng's arms were short, and the poison hidden in his pocket could not drive away so many people. After a while, he was tied to the ground by a net bag.

Yu Wenhong stepped on Qiao Meng's back, raised his sword high, and stabbed straight down.

"No—" Li Chenyue yelled in horror, but Yu Wenhong couldn't stop Yu Wenhong from wanting to kill Qiao Meng.

But the moment the blade fell, a flying fan flew over and broke Yu Wenhong's saber.

Li Chenyue stared, "Ox bone fan? Mirror?"

As a woman flew down from the roof of the palace building, birds circled in the sky, chirping non-stop.

The woman landed beside Li Chenyue, with a veil on her face, looking at Li Chenyue softly.

Li Chenyue asked in surprise, "You...are you a bright mirror?"

The woman didn't speak, just stared at her quietly.

"Are you Mingjing? It's been so many years, you shouldn't, you still have black and beautiful hair? Haven't you grown old?"

In the end, the woman said, "Yeah, I am also very distressed. After all these years, why am I still unwilling to age? I don't know what I am obsessed with!"

When the voice fell, another man in white flew over the palace, with a pure white mask on his face, flying down.

As soon as the man landed on the ground, he shouted excitedly, "Mingjing! It's really you!"

The woman nodded to the man in white, "My lord."

When Li Chenyue saw Yu Wenzheng hit the ground, she stared straight at Ming Jing, and immediately became angry, "Yu Wenzheng! I have been looking for you for many years! I have forced you for many years! You have never shown yourself in front of me! Now Ming Jing As soon as you come back, you will show up immediately! Hehe...hehe...you are so kind!"

Li Chenyue turned her head and glared at Ming Jing and cursed loudly, "Why are you not dead? Why are you not dead? You should die for me! Haha... Since you are not dead, you refuse to show up and hide After so many years with us, why do you show up now? You can't just hide in a corner for me, and don't come out for the rest of your life!"

Ming Jing didn't say a word, but stepped forward to help Qiao Meng who was caught under the beast net, held up his small face and looked at it carefully, "Oh, it does look very similar to the old prince."

"Hey——" Yu Wenzheng turned his head, not very happy to look at him.

The entire imperial palace was already under control, Qin Yilan led the Mu family army, and Yuwen Xueling rushed over with her own soldiers.

When they saw the white-haired old lady lying on the ground with a dagger tied behind her back, they cried, laughed and cursed, and went up to watch.

"My lord!" Li Chenyue beckoned, "Look, this is me and your grandson, come and have a look at him, okay? This is the fruit of my cultivation with you, I want him to be an emperor , do you think it's okay?"

"not good!"

(End of this chapter)