Chapter 55 Old Accounts and New Collections

The surroundings were silent, the coolness of the ice cubes in the copper basin spread throughout the hall with the breeze, and the cool feeling made Mo Youyuan sober up a lot, looking at Qin Chitong's back, she said softly: "Chitong, we have a child, are you happy?" ”

She didn't care what Qin Chitong's reaction was, she lowered her head and stroked her abdomen, her face full of happy smiles. "I don't want to speculate on what caused you to ignore me to this point, but now all I wish is to give birth to our child in peace."

"Concubine Ai is fine, let's go back and take care of the baby, this king and Princess Qi should also snore later."

Finally, when Qin Chitong opened his mouth to speak, his indifferent and deep voice said such heart-wrenching words. Mo Youyuan couldn't tell if he was acting or something else, no matter how strong she was, she couldn't accept him like this.

Mo Youyuan turned around and fled in a wolf manner, she wouldn't be embarrassed to stay any longer. In the future, there is no need for her life to revolve around him, she believes that she can create a world by herself, and she will live well for her children and live her own life.

The end of July is destined to be a good season, there is good news in the palace, Concubine Lan is pregnant, and Emperor Qin can get Lin'er again in his twilight years, of course, he is very happy, and he issued a decree to canonize Mo Youlan as the imperial concubine. Because Mo Youlan is concubine and the queen died not long ago, even if Emperor Qin had the heart to crown her as the queen, he was unable to explain to the courtiers and the people of the world.

Three days after the canonization, Mo Youlan left the palace and returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion to congratulate her, as the imperial concubine's maiden family, Mo Youyuan must also go back to congratulate her. Recently, because of the depression of her thoughts, her fetal appearance is not very stable, but fortunately, she is protected by spiritual power. The child is healthy.

With a dragon seed and a promotion to the concubine position, Mo Youlan can be described as infinitely beautiful, and there are a large number of people waiting for the escort. The mighty procession went out of the palace wall, and the unobstructed streets that had already been cleared, and the people who had been standing on both sides for a long time couldn't help but sigh when they saw this battle. The imperial concubine is about to catch up with the emperor to go out on patrol, which shows how favored this imperial concubine is in the palace.

The master and servant in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion were almost unable to stand, and everyone was looking forward to the second lady who was once the most familiar to them, and now the noble imperial concubine. Who would have thought that Mo Youlan would be so rich today.

Mo Jinqian's heart is complicated, since he knew that his life was saved by his third daughter, he was ashamed. If it weren't for Mo Youlan's persuasion that day. How could he think that the eldest son was Mo Youyuan's ruthless hand, if it weren't for this, she would not have severed the father-daughter relationship with him, so that the two were strangers when they saw each other.

Looking at Mo Youyuan, who was protected by inkstone, Mo Jinqian wanted to care a few words. When the words came to his lips, he swallowed helplessly. Turning his eyes to look ahead, the mighty team is getting closer and closer, and in the car covered by the bright yellow light veil curtain, a figure can be faintly seen sitting upright, and the sun is shining on the car, brightening the eyes of the blind.

When the car stopped in front of the mansion, as the head of the hundred officials, Mo Youlan's father. Mo Jinqian also had to lead the Prime Minister's Mansion and others to kneel down to greet him. A chamberlain lay on the side of the carriage as a stepping stool, and another delicate-looking and well-dressed palace maid stretched out her fair-skinned hands and waited for the people in the carriage to come down.

Suddenly. A white and slender jade hand stretched out from the car, and the fingers covered with long armor were slightly curled, indescribably elegant. The slender jade foot stepped on the living man's footstool and got out of the car with the help of his strength.

Mo Youlan slowly walked in front of Mo Jinqian, leaned over and stretched out her hand to help him get up. "Father, please hurry up, although the daughter has been crowned as the imperial concubine by the grace of the saint, but no matter how noble the identity of the palace is, the father can't kneel down to his own daughter."

Where would Mo Jinqian wait for her to help, and he got up. Now this daughter he doesn't simply think that she is really thinking about her father, after all, he has also been in the sea for decades, although he can't guess what she is planning, but he knows that this daughter is hidden too deep for people to figure out.

Seeing Mo Jinqian get up, Mo Youlan turned around and walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion, as if she didn't see her as a grandmother when she passed by Fang's side, and let her kneel without saying a word, making her lose face in front of everyone. Fang's family can only endure it, this situation is already in her expectation, I am afraid that it will not be as simple as ignoring her in the future, after all, Aunt Chang's death is perfunctory by herself, I believe that Mo Youlan, her biological daughter, will not forget this account, sure enough, feng shui takes turns, and the debts owed will always have to be repaid one day.

Mo Youlan stepped into the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the others got up one after another, and the time to kneel to greet her was not short, Mo Youyuan's body has been weak and has not recovered, which seems to be a little hard, but fortunately, Yanxiang has a support for her and has a support. Mo Jinqian kept an eye on her, and found that she seemed to be very tired, so he hurriedly ordered the maids to go over to serve, and for a while, three or four maids came to her side and respectfully supported her, which made Mo Youqian unaccustomed to it.

Mo Jinqian instructed his subordinates to send Mo Youyuan back to Sumei Pavilion to rest, where it was clean and tidy, as at the beginning, there was no change. originally thought that she had been numb for a long time, but at this moment, she couldn't help but be affected, but after so much, she could never go back to the past, the simple-minded Mo Youyuan.

Mo Youyuan was the only one who was missing at lunch, but Mo Youlan automatically ignored it, and when she came back today, she didn't come for her, but it was time to collect the account from many years ago.

After the meal, Mo Youlan went to the Fang family's main courtyard, in the eyes of outsiders, she was talking to her mother-in-law, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that it was not that simple. Fang's family was also mentally prepared, but she didn't expect that the person who was most hidden was her Mo Youlan.

"Mother, did you say that my aunt was really killed by someone in the kitchen?"

In the main room, Mo Youlan and the Fang family looked at each other, she sat in the top position, but the Fang family stood aside, now Mo Youlan is the imperial concubine, she is just a four-rank lady, without her permission in front of her, there is no place for her to do.

Now even if she speaks, she has to be respectful, she still has a son, she can only endure for Mo Hongqing, even if Mo Youlan wants her life, she will give it to him, she only hopes that she will not take her son to take revenge on her.

"Concubine Niangniang, the courtiers don't dare to hide it from you now. However, you must also know in your heart that Aunt Chang will be poisoned to death, completely because she wants to harm others but hurts herself. Back then, if she hadn't poisoned her lotus seed soup, misfortune would not have happened. ”

"Heh..."Mo Youlan sneered and said, "What, Fang Clan, aren't you going to tell the truth?" For example, why did Aunt Chang drink that bowl of lotus seed soup, huh? (To be continued.) )