"My son, please ask your mother and concubine for advice!"
Fu Yuanjun's attitude towards Concubine Wan was very respectful.
Concubine Wan glanced at her son with a heavy expression, "My first mistake is, why didn't you tell the concubine about your affair with the female officer Qionghua? If the concubine knew about it, she would definitely pay attention to Qionghua's situation for you.
Don't let a female official give Snow Concubine a chance to make a comeback today! The second mistake is that you clearly know that your father is most taboo about others coveting his harem, so why do you still make such a mistake? All women in the palace are from the Holy One.
There’s no reason why you don’t understand this truth! The third mistake is, since you have Snow Concubine’s fatal wound in your hand, why didn’t you take it out earlier and give her a chance to bite you back?”
"Mother concubine, I hooked up with the female officer Qionghuahui just because I wanted that bitch Xuebi to die without a burial place! But I didn't expect that this woman would actually know that the person who had an affair with Qionghua would be
I. I have in my hand a letter written by Concubine Xue to the leader of the Yi Kingdom. I wanted to submit it to my father, but Yan Gu asked me not to submit it so quickly. Because at that time, you, the concubine, were being dismissed.
After taking the position of imperial concubine, my son and I did not know the reason and did not dare to act rashly, so we had to postpone it until later."
The tenth prince Fu Yuanjun explained with a bitter face.
"Yan Gu? You actually still use him?"
Concubine Wan seemed a little surprised and took a deep look at her son, "Yuan Jun, you must be careful about Yan Gu. How did you treat the Yan family back then? If he knows that you are the murderer behind the scenes, he will
I will never help you again."
"Don't worry, mother and concubine, I know it."
Although the tenth prince Fu Yuanjun said such words, he actually did not take Concubine Wan's words to heart. Instead, he was worried about other things, "Concubine, my father asked me to go to the northwest. Will Zhenbei be detrimental to me?" Concubine Wan shook her head and said earnestly, "According to me, the Marquis of Zhenbei will not harm you. As long as you stay safe, there is nothing the Marquis of Zhenbei can do to you. You can't touch the military power in the northwest."
Touch it, otherwise if your father finds out, he will be the first to kill you!"
"I understand, can I win over Zhenbei Hou?"
The tenth prince Fu Yuanjun is a bit whimsical.
Concubine Wan rolled her eyes, "Do you think you can pull it off? If Mrs. Zhenbei is here for a day, she will definitely not support you! You'd better stop daydreaming! Listen up, Zhenbei Hou
You can't offend or win over! Otherwise, you will die, and my mother and concubine will not be able to save you!"
"Don't be angry, concubine, I'm just talking."
The tenth prince Fu Yuanjun saw her bad tone and quickly stepped forward to beg for mercy.
Looking at her son's obedient appearance, Concubine Wan had a feeling that Yuan Jun would not be able to return to Beijing for a while if he went to the northwest.
It seems that she also wants to write a letter to her father in Mocheng, asking him to take good care of the seventh prince Fu Yuanfeng for his younger brother in Nanjian!
To prevent Snow Concubine’s son from losing any skin, she wrote Yu Wan’s name upside down!
Concubine Wan's eyes narrowed, revealing murderous intent. Just because she couldn't kill Fu Yuanfeng didn't mean she couldn't cripple him!
I believe there are many surprises on the battlefield.
Concubine Wan smiled slightly and said, "Yuan Jun, if you go to the northwest, remember that you would rather be an idle person than go to the battlefield or anything like that. The sword has no eyes, otherwise others will use it to maim you.
The mother and concubine are also helpless. It’s a pity that the silver-faced young master is not here. If not, you can ask him to accompany you to the northwest, and the mother and concubine can rest assured.”
Silver-faced young man?
The tenth prince Fu Yuanjun's face froze, thinking of that cold and arrogant man, and he became even more angry.
Not only is this a maid, but she is so stingy!
Hum!
He won’t beg him!
How could he, a dignified prince, beg such a pariah?
