Chapter 3 The Power Seizure Regent Dad is Ruthless 3
Chapter 3 The regent’s father is ruthless when he seizes power 3
Fuchen said that she is very good at it!
Pouting, he sat on the chair and swayed his feet, "No. I have a mother."
I want the heroine to be my mother!
Anyway, the most lucky person in this world is the heroine. The heroine protects the hero wholeheartedly.
As long as she considers the heroine as her mother, the villain will show mercy to her for her sake.
After all she is a child!
The regent narrowed his eyes and stared at Xiao Fuchen with a pair of eagle eyes.
Fuchen was threatened by the sight and did not dare to look directly at anyone. He just raised his head slightly, looked up carefully, and then lowered his eyes as if he hadn't seen it.
"Ask me again, here, who do you choose to be your mother?" the regent asked again.
The women standing in the backyard were all surprised when they heard the sound, and then they were sometimes happy, sometimes frightened, and sometimes confused.
There are only two side concubines, Wang and Liu, in the backyard, and there is no main concubine. If you can raise the princess, you will be crowned the main concubine, and you will rise to the top.
Fuchen rolled his eyes. Although he was afraid of the villain, he still refused to give up. He whispered, "Mother is mother, no one else."
When the regent heard this, he was not talking nonsense. He pulled Fuchen up, sat on a chair, pressed Fuchen on his legs, and started beating him with his hands, "Mother! Mother! I told you to call me mother!"
Every time he said it, it was a hard slap on Fuchen's butt.
Fuchen didn't expect that he would be beaten by the villain on the second day after completing the mission.
As soon as he put his hands on it, Fuchen felt the burning sensation in his buttocks and the tightness in his chest. He immediately started to cry, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh] felt a burning sensation in his butt, and a tightness in his chest.
Everyone did not expect that the regent would be beaten whenever he asked. The concubine Wang was the first to express her position, "Your Majesty, the princess is just a child."
Concubine Liu looked at it quietly without making a sound.
The butler also whispered from the side, "Your Majesty."
The regent ignored it at all and ordered the butler, "Go get Zhang Rourou's portrait!"
The housekeeper looked at the little Ah Chen lying on the Regent's lap. His face was full of tears and he was crying uncontrollably. Then he looked at the Regent's dark face and had no choice but to go.
The housekeeper quickly brought the portrait from the study and unfolded it.
The Prince Regent pointed at the woman in the portrait and asked sharply, "Who is this person?"
"Woo, woo" Fuchen choked, looking at the portrait of the moon-white woman, he softly murmured, "Mother".
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a push on the back, Fuchen was thrown onto her legs again, and she was spanked, "Mother! Mother! You gave me a wife! She didn't even know that I had you."
Where are you scraping mud!"
Pointing at the portrait and shouting, "Who is she?"
"Ah ah ah -" Fu Chen screamed, covering his buttocks. The pain overwhelmed his nerves. The only cry for help in his brain was "It hurts." He didn't dare to make another mistake.
Being pulled for questioning, Fuchen trembled with tears in his eyes and dared not speak.
Seeing that it was effective, the regent pointed to the women standing in line in the backyard and said, "Which one here do you want to recognize as your mother?"
Hearing this, Fuchen was frightened again. His brain could no longer operate, he cried and turned around to hug the regent's waist, "Daddy!"
The regent's eagle eyes were low, and he hummed, staring down at the tabby cat who was crying with tears and runny nose, "Take the princess down to wash up."
"Hey." After the housekeeper got the news, he immediately carried the person down and washed his face with hot water. While washing, he persuaded, "Princess, the prince does not like Zhang Qianjin. She is not your mother."
After calming down, Fu Chen wiped his face with hot water and no longer cried. He only sobbed occasionally. He cursed in his heart: I didn't like her, but I still pursued her so much before? Wasn't it because she was rejected and became angry and took it out on me?
After cleaning, the housekeeper will take her to find the prince.
"I don't." Fuchen shook off his hand, pouted and stared straight into his eyes, took two steps back, but refused to go.
"Good princess." The housekeeper leaned over and said kind words, "Go and admit your mistake to the prince."
Fuchen raised his neck and shouted, "I didn't do anything wrong, why should I admit my mistake?" The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, his throat seemed to be blocked, his eyes were hot, and he wanted to cry again.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Fuchen cried and ran back to his yard, put the chair next to the door, stepped on it and locked the door.
The anger in my heart came out again.
Fuchen sat on the chair and thought more and more aggrieved. He held his hands and cried: "It's all Xianjun's fault. What kind of mission should I do? What kind of villain should I let her come into contact with? How can she have the brains to fight against the villain?"
I know in my heart: many of my emotions are affected by the nature of children. But I still can't help but feel aggrieved.
Fuchen walked to the bed, threw himself on the quilt and cried.
Night falls.
The prince was sitting at the table eating and asked the butler beside him, "The princess is still angry?"
The housekeeper has already asked someone to take a look.
Fuchen closed the door, of course he knew it, but the window was wide open, so this small gesture was not enough to see.
"I fell asleep hugging the quilt. I think I was tired." The housekeeper bowed and picked up some good things to say.
"You must be tired of crying." The prince stared at the dishes in front of him. The two dishes "Pumpkin Jade Scenery" and "Sea Cucumber Egg Custard" were not his taste at all, and he had no intention of eating them. "Why are you so angry?"
Didn't even eat any food.
"The princess is the same as the prince," the housekeeper said with a smile.
"You mean to imitate me?" The Prince Regent tilted his head and looked sideways, his face looking a bit stern.
The butler smiled and said nothing.
"Ha." The Prince Regent laughed, "She looks like me."
I also have a bad temper.
"Your Majesty, please go and see the princess. She will be very happy. You can also communicate with the princess. The princess is smart and not an unreasonable person." The butler handed the ladder to her.
The Prince Regent hummed, holding the dish with his chopsticks, "I won't go. How can I apologize to you?"
The butler smiled and said nothing, standing aside with a calm expression.
study.
The Prince Regent was flipping through the book, listening to the sound of candles popping beans, and turned his head to look outside the room. It was midnight.
The regent strolled and walked to Nuanxiang Pavilion. He opened the door and walked in. He saw Ah Chen sitting on the bed with a pair of eyes shining in the darkness. She stared at him, as if she was on guard.
The regent's face was expressionless, "Are you hungry?"
Fuchen pouted slightly, obviously still angry.
The Prince Regent walked to the bed and saw two plates placed in front of the bed. The bumps were much less bumpy. From the color, he could still tell that they were "Pumpkin Jade Scenery" and "Sea Cucumber Egg Custard". He thought to himself: The housekeeper is really busy.
Pulling up the little fat baby who had just finished eating, the Regent sat on the bed, leaning against the edge of the bed, naturally holding Fu Chen next to him, "Does your butt still hurt?"
As soon as he said this, Fuchen rolled his eyes, his little fat face was bulging with anger, and he looked at him sideways.
"Okay. The princess will cry and get angry at the slightest pain. Princess can't be petty." The regent rubbed Fuchen's head.
Fuchen rolled his eyes, she was not a princess.
"Can you still sleep? If you can't sleep, I'll be grinding ink for my father."
Upon hearing this, Fuchen immediately pulled the quilt and lay down, turning his back to protest.
Seeing this, the regent stared with deep eyes, for a moment, and left.
At the right time of the next day, Fuchen was dragged out of bed to dress up, his hair was tied into a thick bun, and he put on expensive headdress.
Layers of brocade clothes wrap up the floating dust. The whole person is like a finely bound bun, dressed in red and white, rich and cute.
Fuchen was so sleepy that he dozed off. He was carried into the carriage by the regent, pointing to the three names on the paper, "Yin Jun, Tianjiao, Feng Wu, take a look, which name do you like?"
Fuchen looked confused. What's your name? My name? My name is Fuchen. That's fine.
The regent pinched the center of Fuchen's eyebrows and forced her to be alert, "It's a taboo for a lifetime, and we have to write down the family tree later, so we can't be careless."
Fuchen's fat baby face showed a look of despair: I just want to sleep!
Looking at the three names above, they are all domineering.
Yin Jun?
Isn’t this a word referring to a king?
Fuchen was frightened and woke up. Looking at the other two, they all refer to the aspiration to conquer the Central Plains.
What a girl, why should he push her to the top instead?!
Fuchen suppressed the doubts in his heart, pouting and acting coquettishly, "I don't even like it. My name is Fuchen. Don't you like Fuchen's name?"
"Hmm." The straight male regent said bluntly, "The name is too light and does not suit the status of the princess."
Without waiting for Fuchen to speak, he directly said, "It's okay if you don't like it. The name is given by others, so you won't be wronged. After the people from the Tianshi Mansion confirm the name later, we will create a family tree."
Genealogy? Fuchen's eyes widened. On the third day, he recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan to write the genealogy. Did he trust her too much?
I have to say that villains are very efficient in their work.
When the carriage arrived at the Tianshi Mansion, the people from the Tianshi Mansion welcomed the two of them inside.
The Heavenly Master in charge touched Fu Chen's palm prints, frowned and said nothing. He counted with his fingers, shook his head, stared at the Regent and hesitated to speak, and repeated the above actions many times.
The regent doesn't believe in destiny at all, but the world is superstitious that names represent a person's life. Whatever the five elements are missing, a name can make up for it, adding firewood to one's life and a prosperous schedule.
Seeing the Celestial Master's exaggerated performance, the Regent looked on with cold eyes. Afraid of delaying the auspicious moment, the Regent finally said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Your Majesty, the princess does not have wealth or honor in her life. Her name is very sharp, I'm afraid..." The Heavenly Master pretended to be secretive.
"What are you afraid of?" The regent squinted coldly.
"I'm afraid that I will die young." The Heavenly Master rubbed Fu Chen's palm prints, and then pulled the regent's palm prints, "The fate of the princess and the prince are closely related. I'm afraid that when the prince succeeds, the princess will die."
"What nonsense!" The regent was furious and ordered people to pull out the Celestial Master's tongue.
His rebellion was not a secret, everyone knew it tacitly.
I just didn't expect that the prince and the queen would win over the heavenly master and cause trouble in this matter.
Sure enough, this mother and son only know how to use shabby methods.
"Let's go. Just call me Qianqian! Let's see who says you died young!" The regent was angry, picked up Fuchen and left.
Fuchen was dumbfounded the whole time, he didn't expect to meet the divine helper from Tianshi.
It's a pity that his mouth can't speak.
Morning starts.
The regent took Fuchen directly to sit down next to the dragon chair, and issued an edict in the name of the regent: Liu Fuchen, the regent's legitimate daughter, was given the title: Qianqian, the princess of Qianqian. She also granted Yi, Bin, and Xiangzhou as fiefdoms.
, ten thousand taels of gold.
Real gold!
Fuchen looked delighted. With this gold, what else could she do? It would be great to form an army directly - eh, Yizhou?
Isn't this the heroine's father's hometown, their family property?
Isn't Binzhou the place where the prince captured the military officials?
In the end, isn’t Xiangzhou the prince’s money bag?
Why did the prince's power become hers?
Could it be that she was being blocked as a shield? A cannon fodder? Fuchen felt that his brain was not enough.
On the front foot, he was lectured by the Heavenly Master, but on the back foot, the regent held down the prince and slapped him in the face?
"Princess Qianqian is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old." An old minister suddenly knelt down and shouted, his voice echoing in the Jinluan Palace.
When one person did this, someone immediately responded. One-third of the four ranks knelt down and shouted in unison, "Princess Qianqian, thousands of years old, thousands of years old, thousands of years old."
His Highness knelt down for a short while.
Several waves of people looked around, winked at each other, and knelt down for a third of the time, "Princess Qianqian, Qianqian Princess, Qianqian Qianxi Qianqianshui."
The number of people standing by His Highness became a minority, and he was surrounded by the kneeling team, which made him look particularly eye-catching.
They looked around, hesitated again and again, raised their heads to meet the regent's cold eyes, and knelt down.
In just one cup of tea, all the courtiers in the Jinluan Palace knelt down and worshiped in unison, shouting, "Princess Qianqian is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."
Fuchen was held by the regent's hand and stared blankly. She was stunned by this sudden change.
The villain no longer needs to rebel, he has already taken control of the court.
A princess was called Chitose. This has messed up the order.
A prince can be called a thousand years old, a prince can be called a thousand years old, a queen can be called a thousand years old, a princess can't, and a princess can't be called a princess.
But princesses and princesses granted titles by the emperor can.
This move was tantamount to a direct recognition of the regent's imperial power.
Fuchen turned his head and looked at the prince next to him. He was sitting on the right side of the dragon chair, his face as cold as frost and his fists clenched.
And his cheap father, the regent, held her hand and stood on the left side of the dragon throne, accepting the worship of the ministers.
The golden dragon chair is empty and there is no need for anyone to sit on it to show the majesty of the owner.
[System, what will happen if the mission fails?] Fuchen already felt that it was impossible for her to complete the mission.
The villain's rebellion has reached this point, what else can she do?
[Host, there is no penalty for mission failure. But you will experience abnormal death in the interface.] System explanation.
"What does abnormal death mean?"
[When the system detects deviations in important plots or characters and determines that the mission has failed, the host will be warned. Illness, bad luck, loss of five senses, etc. will be determined by drawing lots.]
[When the mission judgment ultimately fails, the host will also die abnormally and the pain will not diminish.]
Fuchen:……
Is this called no punishment? Is this a direct punishment to the next world?
Fuchen shivered: Shenjun is always perverted, cruel and always wants to show off his kindness.
Woohoo, I'm so scared.
Fuchen was already thinking about how he would die.
despair.
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