Although the priest's family has a bloodline defect, so many people have died a happy death, and it cannot be separated from his family."
Mr. Gu said very forcefully: "If you want Ah Lin and you to live well, you can't have any illusions. You must stick together with the clan and stay consistent at all times."
Elder De followed closely behind and coughed lightly.
Old Mrs. Gu turned to look at him and said, "What are you coughing for? Is there anything that can't be said? She must know these things. If she can't, or is afraid, exit as soon as possible."
Elder De frowned, his face full of disapproval.
Old Mrs. Gu glanced at him and looked at Mu Yunhan forcefully: "What do you think?"
Mu Yunhan smiled and said, "As long as it's for Ah Lin's good, everything is easy to talk about."
Old Mrs. Gu just took the opportunity to scare her, and she was not stupid.
Mr. Gu nodded with satisfaction: "I knew you were a sensible person. Whatever you want, you will have."
His promise seemed genuine.
Mu Yunhan pretended to be an obedient baby very well.
In the middle of the night, while she was drowsily asleep, she finally heard Gu Fenglin's voice.
She woke up with a start and rushed to the door. Suddenly she remembered that she was not reserved enough. The place was full of people from the Gu family and they were chatty, so she stopped again and let Da Mi take a look.
Rice came back after a while and said happily: "My lord is back. Everything is fine. He asked the slave to tell you so that you can rest peacefully. He has some urgent matters to deal with and will come to see you early tomorrow morning."
Mu Yunhan lay back on the bed again.
Probably knowing that Gu Fenglin was next door, she fell asleep quickly and slept soundly.
During breakfast, Gu Fenglin came as expected.
He was a little thinner than when we separated two days ago, but he was in good spirits. He looked at her and smiled when he walked in, a little silly.
Mu Yunhan couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you laughing?"
Gu Fenglin said: "I have the illusion that we are already married and you are waiting for me at home."
Mu Yunhan gave him a roll of his eyes, but his words were not reserved at all: "I do think so."
Gu Fenglin smiled quietly: "Eat quickly, and I'll take you back after you're done."
Mu Yunhan listened to him while eating: "Meng Jia is no longer a princess. His Majesty is very angry that he actually took the lead in the battle, so he must be punished."
Mu Yunhan almost choked. The emperor was convinced that this was punishing Meng Jia?
She suddenly remembered the look between Gu Fenglin and Meng Jia, and she suddenly felt like she was enlightened: "Did you dig a hole for him?"
Gu Fenglin refused to admit it: "He didn't want Princess Shang, so he asked me to find a way. After all, this kind of thing is based on your own will, so I said there is such an opportunity."
Mu Yunhan frowned: "Okay, I guess you have included him from the beginning. Do you have a hand in Princess Shang's matter?"
Gu Fenglin smiled, neither admitting nor denying: "Meng Xiang came to make peace. If Meng Jia is willing to stand on the same line with us, it will be much more beneficial to us."
Therefore, he pushed Meng Jia to be the master, but Meng Jia was unwilling, so he consulted with him, and Meng Jia decided to kill Jiang Yun, the Qi envoy.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Mu Yunhan said: "It's not kind to plot against Meng Jia like this. He is a good person."
Gu Fenglin said: "How do you know he doesn't want to take the lead? He has no chance to fight against Meng. I give him a push. It's just your preference."
Mu Yunhan sighed.
There may be another reason why the emperor did not let Meng Jia ascend to the throne - Meng Jia captured the eighth prince of Qi. Since he did not want to fight, he should not reward Meng Jia anymore. (To be continued)