This month is destined to be a restless month. The prince was imprisoned for treason and committed suicide. The empress was so sad that she fell ill. The emperor suddenly seemed to have aged more than 20 years. The eighth prince, who had always been addicted to wine and sex, seemed to have suddenly disappeared.
When he grew up, he became prominent in the court.
Compared with the low pressure in the palace, the atmosphere in Prince Yi's Mansion was equally gloomy. The imperial doctors came and went, each time with their heads raised and cautious. On the third day after the death of the prince, Prince Yi, who had been unconscious for many days, finally woke up, but
He is still unable to get out of bed because of his severe injuries.
When Prince Yi was in coma, Murong Lian, the side concubine of King Yi, had an accidental miscarriage because of the sadness of her unstable fetus. Murong's side concubine became mentally disturbed because she could not bear the blow. She often made shrill screams in the middle of the night, which was horrifying.
The whereabouts of Princess Yi's third daughter, Miss Ye's family, are still unknown, and her life and death are unknown. After Prince Yi woke up, the palace and the Ye Mansion sent people to negotiate with Prince Yi many times, hoping that the funeral could be held for Princess Yi first, and a tomb could be erected for Princess Yi to be buried.
For peace.
However, Prince Yi had a deep relationship with Princess Yi at first and was unwilling to believe the fact that Princess Yi had passed away. All the visitors, whether they were people sent by the palace or from the Ye family, were beaten out. Even Princess Yi's mother did not come in person.
He changed King Yi's mind and ordered that if anyone in the palace reported the death of Princess Yi again, no matter who they were, they would all be beaten to death with sticks.
"Get out." Mo Yichen threw the medicine bowl in his hand at a man in blue, leaning on the bed with too much force and panting.
"Prince Yi, it's better to accept the facts earlier and let the little sister be buried for her own safety." Ouyang Hu dodged the bowl flying towards him, and the bowl hit the wall with a loud noise, which frightened the guards outside.
"Shut up, don't curse her, she's not dead." Mo Yichen's face turned pale and he glared at Ouyang Hu angrily.
"Your Majesty, please express your condolences. Death is the most important thing. Please let my little sister go to her grave as soon as possible." Ouyang Hu only said this.
"roll……"
"If Prince Yi really ignores the friendship between the Ouyang family and Prince Yi's Mansion and acts recklessly, then don't blame me, the Ouyang family, for not caring about the face of the Prince's Mansion. If Prince Yi doesn't do it, my Ouyang family will handle my little sister's funeral. From now on, Ye Piaoling will be with Prince Yi's Mansion.
It doesn't matter anymore." Ouyang Hu said without mercy, directly using the power of Ouyang Mansion to force King Yi to submit.
"Go away, Luo'er will live or die as my king's concubine. Death is my fault. She will live if the king says he is alive. I will see who dares to hold a funeral for him..." Mo Yichen said coldly, and the guards outside were all
Feeling that he was frozen, the second young master Ouyang was too courageous and dared to challenge the prince. Even when Mrs. Ye came, the prince didn't even give him face.
"Prince Yi, don't go too far." Ouyang Hu kicked over the table in the bedroom, turned around and strode out of the yard.
After Ouyang Hu left, there was a thunderous sound in the house, and then he heard a roar coming from the house, "Ji Ting."
Everyone paid a silent tribute to Guard Ji.
"Did you see everything clearly?" Mo Yichen leaned on the bed with an indifferent expression, not even the slightest bit angry.
"One person left the mansion, another went to Yilian Court, and the one who left the mansion went in the direction of the palace." Those people were really pervasive, and one group came after another. But these people are not without merit.
, presumably tomorrow the news that the Ouyang family and King Yi will sever ties will spread throughout the government and the public.
"It seems that the Emperor still doesn't give up." Mo Yichen sneered, "Keep an eye on Yi Lian Yuan these days." It's best not to let him find out about that woman's flaw, otherwise she will go crazy.
"Yes, my subordinates know."
After Ji Ting left, a painting behind the desk slowly rolled up, and a woman in white walked out. It was Princess Yi who had been missing for many days and her life and death were unknown. Ye Luo looked at the mess on the ground, shook his head distressedly, and murmured softly.
He said, "It's really a prodigal. It's not good to throw away anything. I have to pick up the expensive one and throw it away."
"Is the princess saving money for me?" Mo Yichen looked at Ye Luo tenderly and smiled.
Ye Luo also smiled back, carefully stepped over the mess on the ground, sat on the edge of the bed, and naturally leaned into the man's warm arms, "Chen, do you feel sorry for Murong Lian's pregnancy?"
Mo Yichen scraped Ye Luo's nose affectionately, "My Luo'er is jealous. Is it really bitter to let my husband smell it?"
He had never even touched Murong Lian. How could he have a child of his own? That woman was much smarter than her sister, the Crown Princess. If her child didn't die, she would be the one who would die when he woke up.
Ye Luo didn't feel shy because of Mo Yichen's words. Instead, she groaned in frustration. She knew clearly that after he fell in love with her, he would be alone. But when she thought about how he was with other women before she knew him.
Skin-to-skin contact, although it is beyond my control, I can't help but feel sad just thinking about it.
"Luo'er, look at me." Mo Yichen seemed to have noticed Ye Luo's thoughts and sighed. His little wife must have fallen into the dead end of his thoughts again. Is she really hard to coax?
Mo Yichen twisted Ye Luo's shoulder and looked at her seriously, "Luo'er, listen up, I, Mo Yichen, have only loved one woman in my life, and have only ever had one woman, and I will only have her in the future."
, she is my silly girl."
Ye Luo looked at Mo Yichen in surprise. What he just said meant that he had never had sex with other women, not even Murong Lian.
Ye Luo felt a hint of sweetness welling up in his heart. In ancient times, it was common for men to have three wives and four concubines. Small households with better families would have a concubine in addition to their wives. Which man would not have three wives and four concubines?
If you have four wives and concubines, you will be looked down upon.
Especially after marrying someone like Mo Yichen, even after falling in love with him, she knew clearly that if he became the emperor in the future, he would definitely have other concubines. She even thought about it, if that time came,
At worst, she will choose to leave and never share her husband with anyone else.
She knew his feelings and knew that he would always love her, but even if he loved her again, he would not be able to overturn the rules set by his ancestors and the deep-rooted thoughts for a long time. The first emperor loved the first empress deeply and he also had other concubines.
Even if the current emperor takes the throne for Fu Wanlu, he still has a harem of three thousand.
I didn't expect that he would say such words to me today. Chen, with your words today, Luo'er is willing to believe you no matter what happens in the future...
"Silly girl, being together for the rest of your life is what Chen has been dreaming of all his life." Mo Yichen gently stroked Ye Luo's long hair. It turned out that her silly girl had been depressed about this matter these days.