When Mo Qianshang came, Concubine Shu's face was very long.

Today is the day of the funeral, she presides over the harem, the concubines are very well-behaved, and the women and wives are also very appreciative, everyone knows that Zhennan Wang Jun Linyuan is her son, and this harem is now her world.

However, there is such a yellow-haired girl with a thorn in her eye, and in terms of identity and status, she has to be crushed hard.

Concubine Shu looked at Mo Qianshang with a smile, "The queen is still sick, why did she come to attend His Majesty's funeral?" ”

Concubine Shu didn't look at Mo Qianshang from the corner of her eyebrows, and directly turned her head to the women below and said slowly, "The queen mother is younger, she was scared out of the day of the palace change, and she has been lying down since she entered the palace, and she doesn't dare to bother her today, in case there is a bad one, it will be a royal face." ”

In addition to these words, it was actually said that Mo Qianshang was frightened crazy.

The expressions of the women who looked at Mo Qianshang changed to pity and disdain.

Concubine Shu raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Qianshang, waiting for this girl to be unable to hold her breath, it is best to jump to her feet and make trouble, and confirm the rumors that she is crazy, or she will walk away in disgrace and continue to wait for death in Cining Palace.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qiansheng's smile was sad, and he said word by word, "This palace thought of His Majesty's death, and was so sad that he fainted several times, and washed his face with tears all day long. Now that the imperial doctor said that it was no problem, although he still had to raise the generals, but this palace, how could he not even see His Majesty for the last time. ”

Concubine Shu's eyes widened.

- Fainting sadly for His Majesty, washing his face with tears all day long?

- Want to see His Majesty for the last time?!

"Heh, I didn't expect the queen to be so affectionate. Concubine Shu almost couldn't hold her face.

Mo Qianshang was dressed in a vegetarian body, and her tears fell as soon as she said it, "This palace wants to send you off for Your Majesty at the end." ”

Concubine Shu looked at Mo Qianshang with hatred.

Okay, here's what you're going to stay.

She hooked her lips and looked at the phoenix position, "Queen Mother, please take a seat." ”

Cai Yuanchu Tao followed Mo Qianshang closely, standing aside, the hall was silent for a while, and no one said anything.

Fortunately, the festival began immediately, and under the guidance of the celebrant eunuch, Mo Qianshang took the harem concubines and the clan women to the altar together, and then sent the funeral together, and sent His Majesty on his last journey in Xiangguo Temple.

"...... Are you really going to let this little slut keep you under pressure?"

Concubine Shu almost tore the handkerchief in her hand.

"The palace is all the itinerary arranged by my emperor, I can't break my emperor's face and make some mistakes, wait until I get to Xiangguo Temple, and then take care of it slowly!"

"Xiangguoji Temple...... Oh, not everyone there listens to the mother. The palace maid smiled lightly, grabbed the hand of the lady concubine, glanced at the back of Mo Qiansheng, and said disdainfully, "We are in the palace, how many people have been taken down by our people, is it possible that we are still afraid of this fledgling little girl? ”

"She doesn't deserve me to do it herself. Concubine Shu thought for a moment and smiled, "Didn't Sun Zhaoyi always want to get a good marriage for her daughter Princess Baojin?" Tell her that this little errand is done, and I will help her take the Tanhualang that her daughter wants. ”

When Sun Zhaoyi received the letter, she immediately said that she had a headache, hid in the side hall, and asked the palace maid next to her to call Bao Jinlai.

Bao Jin came over, so he hurriedly walked over, "Mother, what's the matter, you called your daughter?"

"There's news, aren't you in love with Tanhualang Jing Wenyou?"

Bao Jin pursed his lips, "Jing Wenyou has already promised Mo Yingzhu." Mother ...... I'm dead. Among those crooked melons and cracked dates, it is the same for anyone to choose. ”

"Concubine Shuniang said, as long as we bring down Mo Qianshang, Jing Wenyou will be your fast son-in-law. ”

Bao Jin took a deep breath.

That is Jing Wenyou, the eldest son of the Jing family, the largest family in the capital, who is full of poetry and books, and Jing Wenyou, the golden science tanhualang.

Who doesn't want to marry Jing Wenyou.

"Mo Qianshang, just such a fool Mo Qianshang?" Bao Jin couldn't help laughing, "She is either envious of my pomegranate skirt or my crested hairpin, and she screams behind my ass and screams the princess, it's not easy to deal with her? I'm afraid that she won't know how to die!"

"Yes, hearing this letter, the mother's heart is steady. Who would have thought that this pie in the sky would fall on our heads. ”

"Mother, she is much easier to handle than the previous nobles. ”

"Concubine Niangniang has already installed someone in her guards, and the presiding officer of Xiangguo Temple is also Niangniang's person. Let's just do it, my mother has a plan...... However, I want you to cooperate. Sun Zhaoyi hooked her fingers and slowly explained the strategy to Baojin.

"Okay, mother, I listen to you," Bao Jin smiled, "Mo Qianshang is so stupid, he will definitely be fooled." I took the opportunity to talk to Mo Qianshang on the road for a while, teasing and teasing her, and paving the way for our plan. She'll be happy to see me. ”

The corners of Sun Zhaoyi's mouth hooked up a slight smile, "The days in the palace will be long in the future, and we have to rely on Concubine Shuniang." This matter must be handled well......"

People here are plotting this, and Mo Qianshang is happy again.

Which of the surrounding women is not a human spirit, she is afraid that she will not be able to hide it, so she feels the interval between the ceremonies, and secretly holds the hand of Cai Yuanchu Tao to eat a sour plum in the warm pavilion and press it.

At this time, it is good to die or not, the father of Mo Qianshang, Mo Shangshu of Mo Ting, asks to see.

Looking at that look, it should have been after listening to Luo and Mo Yingzhu's false accusations, and he came to find trouble with Mo Qiansheng.

It is worthy of being the book of the Ministry of Etiquette, even though it is menacing, but it still can't be picked out about the etiquette.

Mo Qianshang gave a look, and Cai Yuanchu Tao withdrew all the palace people in the warm pavilion.

"If my father has anything to say, you can say it directly, without going around the bush. ”

"Shang'er!" Mo Tingzhi looked at his daughter thoughtfully, "You weren't like this before, why did you change your personality when you entered the palace?"

In the past, it was Shang'er who couldn't wait to show her admiration when she saw him, and Mo Tingzhi regarded everything as a golden rule, but now, Mo Qianshang looked at him with an indifferent expression, as if looking at a stranger.

Hearing what Ying'er and Luo said at first, he didn't believe it, but now, the daughter in front of him really became more and more unrecognizable.

Mo Qianshang smiled.

The father figure in the memory of the original owner has always been tall, except for being a little dull and causing some family chaos in the affairs of the back house, this Mo Tingzhi is really a breeze with his sleeves.

She said slowly, "Maybe I'm dead, so I'm thinking about it a little more." ”

When Mo Tingzhi heard this, his expression was subtle, and he sighed, "Are you blaming your father for not helping you investigate after your accident?"