"Ahem... Since the prince is in a relationship with me, I won't ask for money." Yao Mowan said, and Ye Junqing immediately returned to his seat and looked at Yao Mowan with twinkling eyes.
"Really?" Ye Junqing rubbed his eyes, as if he saw a Bodhisattva sitting in front of him.
"Of course, talking about money is too emotional!" Yao Mowan nodded seriously.
"Then do you have a way to cancel this marriage for me?" Ye Junqing had never felt that Yao Mowan's image was so high.
"There is a way, but..." Yao Mowan raised her eyebrows, her eyes were like crescent moons, and her smile was like flowers.
"Didn't you say you won't talk about money?" Ye Junqing immediately narrowed his eyes and asked in question.
"If the prince can persuade Yan Nansheng to solve the Mang Yuan troubles for Mo Wan, I promise that even the king of heaven will not be able to take you away, the prince!" Yao Mowan vowed categorically.
Speechless, the stiff smile on Ye Junqing's face shattered piece by piece, and three black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead.
"Why don't you ask for it yourself?" Ye Junqing finally realized the fact that even if he waits until the end of time, Yao Mowan will not show mercy!
"Isn't he unwilling to see me?" Yao Mowan coquettishly pulled Ye Junqing's wide sleeves, her voice was as soft as a rose, lively and sweet.
"Then you think he really wants to see me?" Ye Junqing asked back. For Yan Nansheng, Yao Mowan, Ye Junqing and Yin Xue are the three evil stars in his life.
I'm afraid I won't be able to do it!
"Mo Wan believes that the prince will find a way, unless the prince wants to be the prince's consort, or the prince can provide five thousand taels of gold." Yao Mowan returned to the business and stopped bargaining with Ye Junqing.
"Yao Mowan! If I were rich, I would never have a relationship with you!" Ye Junqing said every word, like a cuckoo crying for blood, filled with grief and anger. Seeing Ye Junqing walk away, Yao Mowan knew,
This matter is finally done.
The first rain of autumn fell in a steady patter, and the fine raindrops fell on the body, driving away the scorching heat of late summer and making people feel a little more refreshed.
In the imperial garden, Xia Furong trotted to keep up with Ye Junqing, casually stretching out her long sleeves to protect Ye Junqing from the rain. Ye Junqing had no intention of messing around and subconsciously walked a few steps to the pavilion.
"The rain came so fast." Xia Furong stroked the long hair on her chest and looked at Ye Junqing with emotion. Over the past few days, no matter how attentive and flattering she was, she could not get Ye Junqing to smile.
There was a marriage contract in hand, but Xia Furong was still a little worried.
"I wonder if the prince remembers that the first time Furong met the prince was in the rain. During the Battle of Changping, the prince was passing through Daxia. In order to see the prince, Furong deliberately slipped out of the palace and waited for the prince on the only way to march.
The rain at that time was just like it is now, but in order to see the prince, Furong was reluctant to leave, and finally..." Just as Xia Furong was getting excited, Abi suddenly called out to her.
"Princess, you..." Before Abi could finish speaking, Xia Furong glanced back at Abi and ordered her to shut up. Abi remained silent for the moment, with a tangled look on her face.
When Xia Furong turned around, she saw Ye Junqing's eyes falling on her. Xia Furong was happy for a moment, thinking that her story had moved Ye Junqing, and then continued,
"Fu Rong finally got to see the prince's grace. In the drizzle, the prince came riding on the wind like a direct immortal. The prince looked majestic and majestic in his silver armor. At that moment..." Xia Furong was talking intoxicated.
At that moment, Ye Junqing finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Jun Qing thinks the princess might need to change her clothes." Ye Junqing kindly reminded Xia Furong, who was slightly startled when she heard the voice. She immediately lowered her eyes and saw that the plain white crescent-bottomed gown she was wearing was dyed in various colors, and her shoulders were dyed colorfully.
The colorful scales on the skirt have turned black now. If you look closely, they are clearly iron! And the blood-colored pearls on the pleats of the skirt, after fading, reveal themselves to be the most worthless green tile balls!
"How could this happen?" Xia Furong was shocked, suddenly thinking of Ye Junqing beside her, and immediately covered her face and ran back to the Lama Temple.
In Guanju Palace, Yao Mowan was leaning against the window alone, her clear eyes full of sadness.
"Empress, what's wrong with you?" Ting Yue later put a purple satin shawl on Yao Mowan and asked worriedly.
"This autumn rain has come a little early. I haven't deceived you yet of the flying phoenix hairpin on Xia Furong's head. What a pity! What a pity!" When Yao Mowan was disappointed, Ting Yue Jue fell.
At this moment, a burst of noise came from the main hall.
"Your Highness, the Queen is taking a nap. You can come back later, or ask the slave to report..." Liu Xing tried his best to stop Xia Furong, who seemed to be going crazy.
"Yao Mowan! You idiot! Get out of here! Come out!" Xia Furong's eyes were about to split, and her ferocious face was as intimidating as a ghost from hell.
"Your Highness Princess, this is the Great Chu Palace, and the place where you are standing is where the Queen of Chu lives. If you speak rudely again, Liu Xing will report it to the Emperor. I believe that the Emperor will never let my mother-in-law suffer any injustice!" Although Liu Xing did not
Dare to take action, but can't tolerate Xia Furong insulting her master like this.
"Being wronged? I heard you right! She, Yao Mowan, will be wronged! Aren't you going to call the King of Yue? Go! You go and find the King of Yue now. I want to confront Yao Mowan face to face! Everyone in the world
If they say Yao Mowan is a fool, that's because they are blind!" Xia Furong yelled at Liu Xing violently, and the sound made Liu Xing's head hurt.
"Liu Xing, go and guard outside the door." A leisurely voice came from the inner room. Yao Mowan stretched lazily and immediately walked towards Xia Furong.
"Yao Mowan! You really dare to come out to see me! Return the pearls to me! Return the golden scales to me! Return them all to me!" Xia Furong opened her mouth like a lion, eager to take a bite.
Swallowed Yao Mowan into his stomach.
"Why?" Yao Mowan walked to the imperial concubine chair and sat down with an angry expression. She casually held Xuzi in her arms. Maybe she had been following Yao Mowan for a long time, and Xuzi also
Xiaoyou became more and more calm, and disappeared when Xia Furong rushed through the door.
"Why do you have the nerve to ask? Abi, show it to her!" Xia Furong stamped her feet and rushed to Yao Mowan, her face covered with ice. At this moment, Abi had already held up the colorful dress.
"What's wrong with these clothes?" Yao Mowan asked with wide eyes.
"What's wrong? Look! These are the colorful scales and blood pearls you exchanged with me! They are all fake! Do you admit it?" Xia Furong picked up the clothes and threw them at Yao Mowan's feet, furious
question.
"Admit it, I made the right move with you. Is there any problem?" Yao Mowan looked at Xia Furong with a harmless expression and asked disapprovingly.
"What's the problem? You can't see it yourself! These are all fake! You used these scraps of metal to exchange for my pearls and golden scales! Yao Mowan, now give back what you deceived me.
I, I may put things past the past, otherwise I will definitely go to the King of Yue to expose you! Let the whole world know that you are not stupid at all, you are just pretending to be stupid!" Xia Furong is not in a hurry, those things are from my father.
If you lose what you borrowed from the King of Qi, how can you return it?
"First, when we changed, Mo Wan asked you more than once if you were willing. How did you respond? You don't need to be reminded by Mo Wan, right? Second, you go find the emperor now! Mo Wan is the Empress of Chu, you are nothing but
I am a princess from a poor country, who do you think the emperor will favor? And how do you know that the emperor does not know that I am stupid? How can you guarantee that the emperor will believe your words?" Yao Mowan's few words left Xia Furong speechless.