Dye Mo Dai Holy Lord rules the Holy Palace? So what is the Holy Lord going to do?

Wei Yan said with a smile: "I will still pay attention to the affairs of the palace, and if there is anything I need to contribute, just come to me." Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info is just the top priority at the moment is to solve the problem of food and clothing for the more than 700 brothers in the newly returned palace, and everyone has to settle down. You just have to rest assured, this matter is borne by me alone, and all the people in the palace are united, and there is no worry about the success of the great cause. Just wait for my good news. At this difficult time, please grit your teeth and support each other to go on. ”

Those who returned to the Holy Palace from the hands of King Haven still had doubts in their hearts, with her little woman and weak shoulders, could she bear the future of so many of them?

But at this moment, the loud roar of the audience was shouted, and everyone was full of confidence and energy, and called out loudly to the name of the Holy Lord. It seems that in their eyes, this difficult and difficult event, as long as the little woman makes a promise, it will definitely become a reality!

Wei Yan, what kind of magic power can make the big men in the palace worship her so much?

Wei Yan smiled and waved to everyone, his clear eyes looking at the dyed ink.

Dye the ink, do you see it? I can do it all without relying on you. But I still remember how good you were to me, and I will always remember that in my most difficult moments, you dragged me out of the quagmire and helped me out of trouble. No matter what your purpose is, I am willing to give you another chance, the power of the Holy Palace you want, I can give it to you, but when I want to take it back one day, you will no longer have any excuse and power to hold it in your hands. No one can control my fate, no one can easily take away everything I have, not even you!

"Lord Hou......"

In the deserted courtyard, Hou Haiyuchang held the wine jug in his hand and sat at the door of the study. The study behind him was a mess, and the desks and chairs on the floor were dusty. Empty flasks were swayed to the ground. He didn't allow anyone to disturb him, and those subordinates were also happy to be idle, he, the marquis, was simply a Xibei goods, and those who were rewarded from the palace never took him seriously.

When Wei Jiang walked in, he was taken aback by Hai Yuchang's aging and decadent state. Where does he still have the high-spirited and majestic appearance he used to have? The strong, god-like man she admired suddenly aged by more than ten years, and at this moment she remembered that the man in front of her was indeed older than her father...... But the heart I paid was real. Seeing him like this, she only had irrepressible pity in her heart......

"Master Hou, don't drink anymore......" Wei Jiang's eyes were covered with mist, and he knelt in front of him to snatch the wine jug from his hand.

"Get out!" Hai Yuchang waved his hand and pushed her away, "Get out!" Don't bother the king! ”

He still calls himself "this king", but he is no longer the king of the past. He's just a puppet marquis, a huge joke!

"Master Hou......" Wei Jiang's face was full of tears, afraid that he would be sad to see it, so he wiped it away with his sleeve indiscriminately, and turned his head to squeeze out a difficult smile, "Master Hou, you have to take care of your body, our child, we are still waiting for you to teach him to ride horses and shoot arrows, and arrange troops!" Didn't you promise the concubine to personally raise the child and let him grow into a hero like you? ”

"Like this king? What's so good about this king? Hai Yuchang pushed her away again and stood up tremblingly, "This king lost to a woman, defeated to your sister!" You should be snickering! What a great woman you Wei family are! What kind of hero is this king, this king is not even a bear! ”

"Master Hou!" Wei Jiang had already heard people talk about the details of the day, everything was originally due to Wei Yan, her husband was so decadent, she had to blame that damn Wei Yan! A good woman's family, why do you have to learn from men to fight? Isn't it good to hide behind a man and live a peaceful life? "Are you angry with the concubine because of Wei Yan, so you refuse to see the concubine, or even the child. But don't you know what the concubine thinks about you? The concubine only has you in her heart, not a sister! If you doubt the sincerity of the concubine, the concubine is willing to kill herself in front of you to show her sincerity! ”

So saying, she ran into the study behind him, took the sword hanging from the wall, and stood in front of him, waiting for his signal.

Hai Yuchang chuckled mockingly, and didn't look at her, "Get out!" How much is your heart worth? You are just a slave captured by the king in Yangcheng that day, and because of good luck, you are the only one who is pregnant among the women that the king has favored. Otherwise, based on your identity and surname, this king will kill you ten times! Get lost! Hugh is noisy in front of the king! Step into the king's courtyard one step further, and the king will slaughter you with his own hands! Get lost! ”

He roared and hissed, driving her out of the door. Wei Jiang burst into tears, unable to believe that the husband who was infinitely tender in the past cursed her so viciously. She's clearly the most favored of all his women! She is obviously the biological mother of his only son! Why would he do this to her? Why?

The sword in her hand fell to the ground with a "pop". She covered her face and ran out sadly.

Mrs. Lin took the hand of the thirteenth princess, and the maid behind her walked towards her with a tray full of food in her hand.

"Yo! What's going on? Have you gone to see Lord Hou? How did you come back crying? Mrs. Lin's words were full of vicious sarcasm.

Wei Jiang covered his face, not wanting to be seen as frustrated, the thirteenth princess ...... Now the thirteenth lady of the Hou Mansion sneered and pulled her sleeve, "What are you hiding?" Wasn't it just that my father scolded me? What's so strange about that? Even if you give birth to a younger brother, you still can't change your lowly background, what's wrong with scolding you? Maybe one day my father will be annoyed and will divorce you! When the time comes, you and your slut sister will be together, you can wait in peace, my father will come back and kill you alive! ”

Since she gave birth to her child, Hai Yuchang has snubbed Mrs. Lin and held her mother and son high, cherishing them very much. She has long become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of the other concubines and the thirteenth lady. Whenever they have the opportunity, they will be happy to step on her a few feet and watch her jokes. Without Hai Yuchang's protection, she is nothing......

Wei Jiang fled back to the room in embarrassment, kicked the door open suddenly, Cui Ningjuan, who was watering the flowers, trembled in fright, her hand touched the blue and white porcelain bottle, and then saw the porcelain bottle shattered to the ground.

Cui Ningjuan was so frightened that she was at a loss, looking at the debris all over the ground, and at Wei Jiang with a distorted face, she knew that her disaster was coming again! Inevitably, another beating will be ushered in......

Wei Jiang walked into the house, his eyes spewing flames, staring straight at her, the hatred in his eyes surging like the waves. Cui Ningjuan retreated step by step until there was no way to retreat. She closed her eyes in resignation and waited for the storm to strike.

Who called her bad luck? She is also the same as Wei Jiang, she is a slave girl captured by Hai Yuchang, but she is a step late, when she appears, Wei Jiang is already pregnant and favored, she only served Hai Yuchang for one night, and was sent by Wei Jiang to the personal soldier next to Hai Yuchang, and followed the person without a name. Later, the soldier died in battle, and she still stayed by Wei Jiang's side as a maid until today...... (To be continued.) )