pungent peasant girl

Chapter 245
"No, Qianyan, although you are extremely intelligent, you still don't understand the court. This king has nothing to do. If I don't fight back this time, Mo Yan will go too far next time. As for the female official, this king I gave her compensation, and the father, the father, the emperor, he has experienced a lot, so he may not really be hurt by such a trivial matter."

This kind of explanation, Meng Qianyan cannot be complete, in her opinion, this is just Mo Yun's excuse.

But she also knew that Mo Yun was the Seventeenth Prince, and she was just a maid, a maid who had received his favor.

So she didn't insist on saying anything, but responded lightly: "Yes, this servant knows."

That's what he said on his mouth, but there was arrogance and stubbornness in his eyes.

"You, what do you want this king to say before you can understand."

"Does the servant need to understand? The prince is thinking too much. The prince is the prince, and the servant will always be the servant. I just hope that the prince will remember our agreement. There are still five months. After five months, the prince should let the servant go."

"you……"

Mo Yun was taken aback for a moment.

But he found himself speechless.

Is it not?Meng Qianyan is right, he is Mo Yun, she is just a maid, why should he waste time talking to her about this.

This is really redundant!
But when he saw the coldness in her eyes, he felt irritable and unwilling.

"Meng Qianyan, this king told you that sooner or later you will understand that this king is not a bad person. In this palace, there are too many hungry wolves that eat people. If we don't eat them, they will eat us."

"The servant girl just said that the innocent should not be hurt."

"It's inevitable to hurt the innocent." Mo Yun continued to explain.

"Yes, the servant knows, and the servant is not qualified to judge the lord. The lord, the servant asked, do you have any other tasks to ask the servant to come out?"

Mo Yun sighed, "Not yet."

"It's okay if you don't have one, the servant girl will leave first."

Meng Qianyan saluted respectfully, then walked away without waiting for Mo Yun's answer.

Mo Yun hung his fist on the bluestone wall, "This is a thousand words!"

"It's the Yueqing girl next to the imperial concubine."

"Okay, I know, let's go and have a look."

When Mo Yun arrived in the Ling'an Palace, he saw the imperial concubine sitting on the imperial concubine's couch.

He bowed and said: "My son and minister see mother and concubine."

The imperial concubine heard the sound, raised her eyes to look at him, and said lightly, "Are you here? Sit down when you come."

"Yes, Concubine Xie."

Mo Yun sat down on one side, and Aunt Li poured tea and put it aside.

At this time, the noble concubine also sat up straight, and said to Aunt Li and the others: "Go out, I have something to say to the prince."

The palace maids all went out, and the palace became quiet.

It was the concubine who spoke first.

"Yun'er, how are you doing recently?"

"Go back to Mother Concubine, everything is fine."

"Well, my concubine knows that with your temperament, you can't be bad." The tone of this tone was indescribably strange.

Mo Yun shook his head, looked at the imperial concubine with distant eyes, "Then what does the concubine mother mean by calling her son to come over?"

"I called you here because I want to ask you, does the ink inkstone matter have anything to do with you?"

When the noble concubine said this, her eyes were full of scrutiny.

"My son says no, will my concubine believe it?"

"I'm asking you, please tell the truth." The imperial concubine said in an unhappy tone.

Mo Yun said: "Yes, it was me, I did it. But the reason is also because Mo Yun touched my people first, and I just treated him in the same way as others."

Hearing the sound, the noble concubine turned cold, and slapped it on the table, "Mo Yun, do you know that Mo Yan is your brother? How could you frame your brother?"

"This elder brother doesn't seem to regard me as a younger brother."

"It was you who moved him first, wasn't it?"

"Those people should move."

Mo Yun was expressionless, persistent and stubborn.

"You, you, now, don't you even want to listen to my palace?!" The imperial concubine's eyes were full of anger, "Why don't we keep our own place in the palace?"

Keep your head down?

Mo Yun thought these four words were funny.

But he didn't say anything, just raised a mocking arc at the end of his eyes.

I don't know if this arc angered the imperial concubine, she said sharply: "Mo Yun, you go kneeling outside for this palace, if you don't kneel for three hours, you are not allowed to get up."

"Yes."

Mo Yun responded, and knelt on the ground when he got outside.

That gesture seemed very skilled.

Aunt Li sneaked out from the side door and persuaded in a low voice, "My lord, go and confess your mistake to the imperial concubine."

If Mo Yun hadn't heard of it, he just knelt like that.

Let the coldness on the bluestone slab spread into his kneecaps, let the howling cold wind hit his body.

Aunt Li knew that she couldn't say anything, so she had no choice but to leave.

In this way, one hour, two hours, and finally three full hours passed, and it became dark.

"Is it time?" He glanced at the sky from the corner of his eye, his thin lips parted slightly.

"Yes, we're here." The maid at the side replied softly.

Mo Yun stood up, "You go in and tell Aunt Li that I have enough time to kneel, and I will leave the palace."

The little maid did not dare to deny it, and went obediently.

Mo Yun walked down the steps step by step.

Kneeling on the bluestone slab in the cold winter, his legs were so numb that he couldn't move it, but he didn't seem to feel it, so he walked down the steps step by step, and walked out of the gate of Ling'an Palace.

Let yourself act inconspicuously.

Not long after leaving the palace gate, a pink and petite figure stared at him in a daze for a while, then ran over, "Brother Yun, you, have you been punished by the concubine mother?"

Mo Yun admitted, but did not deny.

The little girl was only as high as his waist, and she looked at him eagerly, "Brother Yun, do you want me to talk to my concubine, so that she doesn't punish you in the future."

"No need." Mo Yun replied coldly.

"Brother Yun, will Lianyi take you to the carriage?" Mo Lianyi went up to hold his hand tightly, and then quickly let go, "Brother Yun, your hands are so cold."

"No need." Mo Yun's attitude was colder than the coldness in his hands, Mo Lianyi was intimidated by the sight, and couldn't help swallowing the words behind him.

Until watching Mo Yun go away.

Mo Yun himself was also very cold, but he knew he couldn't fall down.

Those people are looking forward to their own down.

How could he let those people succeed.

Step by step, he walked from Ling'an Palace to the gate of the palace.

I don't know if it's because he has been working too hard recently, and the cold wind has been blowing for so long, he couldn't help shivering, and his eyes turned black in waves.

"My lord."

The male voice was familiar, it was Luo Ziyan's voice.

"My lord, are you sick?"

"This king is just a little cold."

"Then go to the subordinate's residence and rest for a while."

Luo Ziyan is an ordinary commander, and his residence is simple, but it is still warm.

After drinking two cups of hot water, Mo Yun felt much better.

Luo Ziyan looked at his stiff body, "My lord, I'm afraid you have caught a cold, or else, I'm going to find an imperial doctor to come over and show you?"

(End of this chapter)