Jiang Nanyan has been watching with cold eyes. Prince Jing's indulgence towards Jingwan is probably to a level that no woman has ever reached. Jingwan has no scruples at all when speaking in front of the prince, and she doesn't seem to care about the prince's noble and inviolable status as a prince. Jiang Nan
Yan discovered that Prince Jing's Mansion in Longtan Tiger's Nest had become the second Prince Jiang's Mansion in front of Jingwan. Here, she had a new amulet, Prince Jing!
Jiang Nanyan doesn't know whether to be happy for Jingwan or worried for Jingwan. The prince is determined to win Jinxiu Villa, and is Jingwan willing to let the wealth belonging to the Ning family fall into the hands of others? This person is still hers.
Husband!
Feng Junhan said calmly: "If you want to learn chess, there are many teachers in Prince Jing's mansion. Is it necessary to go all the way back to Jinxiu Villa?"
Ning Jingwan disagreed, "There are less than two months left. Of course my grandpa will arrange an enhanced version of training for me. Who will teach me in Prince Jing's Mansion?"
"Let Nanyan teach you!" His voice was undeniably domineering.
When Jiang Nanyan saw that he was called by name, he smiled slightly and said, "I obey the order!"
Jingjing Wan protested: "I don't want it. Jiang Nanyan is yours, and you already know his chess style very well. When you asked Jiang Nanyan to teach me, didn't you make it clear that you want me to lose? Or are you afraid that I will lose?"
Give it to me, why don't you let me go back to Jinxiu Villa to learn from my master?"
Feng Junhan burst out laughing, "I didn't say I wouldn't let you go back. After these two days, you can go back!"
Seeing that he agreed, Jingjing Wan didn't care to wait for two more days, and said lazily: "Okay, I'm leaving!"
Feng Junhan's eyes were always staring at Jing Wan's light figure disappearing outside the door, an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, with a touch of tenderness.
Jiang Nanyan saw this, and a feeling of astringency suddenly came to his heart.
After what happened last time, Xinyue never came to Prince Jing's Mansion again, but Jiang Nanyan knew that Xinyue's infatuated love for Prince Jing ran deep into her heart, how could she let go of him so easily?
He mentioned to his father that since Jingwan was already married, Xinyue's marriage should be considered. Maybe Xinyue's marriage would slowly put an end to Prince Jing's delusions. He didn't know, was this deceiving himself or others?
But he knew clearly that if Xinyue was to marry Prince Jing now, Xinyue would never be able to achieve the position that Jingwan holds in Prince Jing's heart now. Prince Jing indulged Jingwan calmly and did not care about Jingwan at all.
Any of the rude things I did was something that Xinyue would never be able to do.
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Mu Xiangfu.
Prime Minister Mu sat on the Taishi chair with a gloomy face.
Mu Lanqing was sitting in the lower seat with a heavy expression on his face. His uncle had been imprisoned and the imperial edict had been issued. He would be executed in seven days. How could he not be anxious?
After a long time, Prime Minister Mu said slowly: "Qing'er, when you were at Dali Temple, did you really read the two secret letters clearly?"
Mu Lanqing also felt strange, how could his uncle have private correspondence with the Huyan family? But the handwriting on the letter was indeed his uncle's handwriting, and even he was surprised and dumbfounded.
Although he is young, he also has a keen political sense. What a coincidence. The smooth sailing political future of the Mu family suddenly suffered an unprecedented blow. There must be someone behind this incident, but what kind of letter is it?
What was obtained under such circumstances? He was puzzled!
Of course he knew that Dali Temple valued evidence rather than confessions, and it was a matter of great importance. Dali Temple officials did not dare to be careless, and Dali Temple's official reputation was well-known. After detailed inspection and comparison by Dali Temple officials, it was determined that the two confidential letters were
Really, now, even though my uncle was full of words, he couldn't explain clearly. The secret letter was true, and it was irrefutable proof that he secretly colluded with bandits and plotted against the treasury.
Mu Lanqing felt a cold feeling in her heart. This incident happened so suddenly that it caught people off guard. Before, everything was according to the Mu family's plan. They first forced the emperor to issue an order for Prince Jing to divorce Jingjing Wan, and waited for the news to pass.
He secretly took Ning Wan as his concubine, so that the wealth of Jinxiu Villa would naturally be admired. What a good game of chess, but he was caught off guard by this sudden killing move.
Of course he knew that the problem lay in the two secret letters, but since Dali Temple confirmed that it was his uncle's handwriting, what could he do?
If it is handed over to Dali Temple for trial, no one dares to object, not even my father can openly object!
Mu Lanqing nodded, "More than ten of them, up and down, carefully compared the handwriting and confirmed that it was my uncle's handwriting!"
A look of resentment finally appeared on Prime Minister Mu's face, and he was furious.
Mu Lanqing asked anxiously: "Father, are we just letting our uncle be executed before our eyes?"
Prime Minister Mu pondered: "In front of everyone in Dali Temple, the evidence is conclusive. There is no possibility of overturning this case!"
Mu Lanqing argued: "But it is impossible for my uncle to have private dealings with those rabble. You know this, father!"
How could Prime Minister Mu not know? But once the matter is confirmed, what's more, there is a trial in which Qing'er personally participates. Even if he is the prime minister with all the power, so what about Duke Jing. This matter was approved by the emperor and the emperor personally intervened.
, they still dare not openly disagree with the emperor, at least they need to maintain the superficial relationship between monarch and minister.
"How's it going with Yan'er?" Prime Minister Mu asked.
Mu Lanqing shook her head, "Yan'er went to ask Prince Jing, but she didn't even see Prince Jing's face!"
Prime Minister Mu waved his hand, "There's no point in begging!"
Of course Mu Lanqing knew it was useless. He was not from the same faction to begin with. From Prince Jing's point of view, he wanted his uncle to be beheaded and take back the 200,000 soldiers to the royal family. How could he come forward? What's more, he had always suspected that this matter.
Prince Jing is the real mastermind behind the scenes.
Mu Lanqing was unwilling to give in. It was too rash for the emperor to convict his uncle with just one piece of irrefutable evidence.
Prime Minister Mu suddenly said: "Now that things have come to a point, we can only give up our carriage to protect our commander!"
Mu Lanqing was shocked, "Father?" Are you really going to abandon your uncle?
Prime Minister Mu said: "Do you think my father can bear it? Your uncle is my father's younger brother and the patron saint of the Mu family. But if you don't do this, the emperor will follow the clues to investigate, and you will find out much more than that!
"
Mu Lanqing was speechless. His aunt was in Prime Minister Mu's Mansion now. Hearing that his uncle was sentenced to death, he cried and fainted several times. His mother had been comforting him. How could he explain to his aunt such a result?
But my father's worries are reasonable. If he doesn't do this, it will involve far more than that. This is a political game. No one is right or wrong. It just depends on who is more skilled and who is worse.
How can people in the court not understand this truth?
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It was late at night, and Ning Jingwan was a little excited when she thought that she would be able to go back to Jinxiu Villa to see her grandpa in two days. She lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Suddenly, a voice sounded particularly abrupt in the dark night, "It's so late, why hasn't the princess come yet?"
sleep?"
Jingjing Wan frowned, "My lord, please don't act like a ghost. Can you scare me in the middle of the night?"
Feng Junhan let out a chuckle, and his tall and tall figure appeared beside Jingjing Wan's bed. He sat down in a natural and leisurely manner, "When did my princess become so timid?"
Listening to his joyful voice, Jingjing Wan knew that the matter was done. The imperial edict had been issued and the matter would not change. Dingnan Marquis Mu Yuan was eliminated by him, which was equivalent to cutting off an arm of the Mu family. "Since the prince's plan succeeded,
, just remember what you promised me, you owe me a total of three hundred and fifty thousand taels!"
He naturally lay down next to her, ran his slender fingers through her long black hair, and said with a smile: "Jingwan, we are husband and wife after all, why do we have to be so different from each other?"
Jingjing Wan suspected that he wanted to default on the debt again, and said sternly: "Your Majesty, a favor is a favor, and the number must be clear. My relationship with you is not as good as your relationship with Feng Qingcheng, Feng Changhuan, and the others. As the saying goes,
, brothers have to settle accounts openly, let alone me and you!"
"Jing Wan, what is my relationship with you in your heart?" He turned a blind eye to the cunning in Jing Wan's eyes and asked casually.
Ning Jingwan smiled sweetly, "Enemy!"
Feng Junhan smiled lowly, "I'm also your man!" What he said was natural and justified!
"You know it yourself, don't you?" Ning Jingwan said calmly.
A touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting, replaced by an incomprehensible smile, close to Jing Jing Wan's ear, with his lips carrying the mellow fragrance of fine wine, biting Jing Jing Wan's earlobe, causing waves of excitement.
Su Ma, "It seems that the king has neglected his duty and allowed the princess to stay alone in the empty room for so long. There is a grudge against her. I will let you clearly know what my relationship is with you now!"
His big hands gradually slid towards Jing Jing Wan's dirty clothes. Jing Jing Wan was shocked. This guy wasn't really going to come, was he? Suddenly she understood why he had to wait a few more days in Prince Jing's Mansion before returning to Jinxiu Villa. He wanted to be favored.
Own!
Ning Jingwan was in a state of panic that she had never experienced before, and her body leaned to the side without any trace. With the faint light outside, his eyes had a meaningful smile, "We have been married for a long time, and we actually got married."
I have not yet performed the courtesy of Duke Zhou, and I feel deeply sorry for the princess, so I will ask you to compensate the princess well today!"
Jingjing Wan restrained her mind and avoided his eyes, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I'm not feeling well today and it's not convenient. Besides, I don't need Your Majesty's compensation!"
His eyes suddenly exuded a bit of coldness, and the previous love disappeared instantly, "Jingwan, not only do you ignore the fact that we are husband and wife, but you are so resistant to this king's favor, so that I have to doubt,
Could it be that you are no longer..."
Ning Jingwan was angry in her heart and got up. Without thinking, she slapped his handsome and indifferent face.
"You are getting bolder and bolder. It seems that Chang Huan is right. I am too indulgent of you!" His hand was in mid-air and was firmly grasped by his big hand, unable to move.