Chapter 920: Scumbag Attributes

The birthday of the first emperor was full of twists and turns, but they all came out around the Tengwang Mansion.

When he came back on his birthday that day, Mo Qingye took the child and Mu Yuanxiang into the mansion to live. Even when some people saw it, they could only shake their heads and sigh.

Teng Wangye has wanted to have a child for a lifetime, but he finally got a baby daughter, and now there are rumors of a green hat, which is still the kind that has a clear eye. Besides, although everyone looked down on Mu Yuanxiang's infatuation back then, compared to Qin Zhihe, who had been in the painting boat for many years, it was simply not better.

One is a lady who grew up, and the other has been around all kinds of men for decades. And with him, it's still a middle-aged man with half of his bald head like Dingguohou. This is a natural standpoint. is that Mu Yuanxiang's appearance was criticized in the past, but the changes in people now are not comparable to the twenty-eight-year-old girl. At this time, Mu Yuanxiang went to other places in love back then, but it was because Teng Wang Ye got the poison that ruined his face and posture. But the family was destroyed by the little white flower, and the wife of the scumbag who abandoned the chaff spread all over the capital at once.

Mu Yuanxiang once left in embarrassment as a loser, but now she has come to a beautiful reversal.

Even listening to these rumors, there are also some people with fierce temperaments who secretly go to King Teng's mansion every night to pee and splash dirty water. There are also people who secretly throw rotten eggs at the people who buy them.

For a while, because of this incident, Jingzhong pushed Teng Wangye on the cusp of the storm.

What's more, I still despise Teng Wangye for deserving to be childless. How smart and clever Mo Qingye's righteous son is, that is what everyone sees. Mu Yuanxiang can teach a child without a father so powerfully, but people admire it very much. However, some people say that Mu Yuanxiang is selfish and has nothing to do with her children, but if she follows Prince Teng, she is the only son of the palace.

Every time at this time, someone will stand up, and the child is now the righteous son of the priest, and he went to the temple to worship the heavens. In the future, it will be admired by thousands of people. Even the prince of the palace can't compare. Those who broke their mouths could only hold their mouths and dare not say more.

The National Teacher's Mansion is transcendent above all living beings. The people have a kind of blind worship for the National Teacher's Mansion.

Prince Teng didn't want to go back to his house these days, and every time he went back, he could hear Qin Zhihe's crying. I used to have some pity. But every time something happens, it's all kinds of crying, and any man is also irritable. What's more, the hat on his head is still green. Prince Teng has been angry these days, so he began to linger in the painting boat Qinglou again.

I don't know if Mo Qingye secretly said hello or what, those old bustards from the Qinglou painting boat looked at him, and they only angrily shouted not to accept Chen Shimei, and directly beat people out. As everyone knows, the old bustard's heart is painful. White flowers of silver.

Because of this, Teng Wang Ye became angry again. Everyone likes to step on the high and the low, so naturally the prince of Nateng is even more trampled to death. Comparing Mu Yuanxiang again, Teng Wangye directly became the first scumbag in the big Zhou to get rid of it.

The word scumbag became popular in Da Zhou.

When Qin Zhihe finally felt that the faces of the people in the mansion were getting more and more weird, the outside world had already stepped her into the dust on the ground.

"How so?! You say, you say that? She actually took her child to face the saint? That little beast was also adopted by Mo Qingye as a righteous son?! Qin Zhihe sat in the boudoir, this boudoir was cold, and Prince Teng had not entered the house for a long time.

Since that day, she and Jin Weizhen have not been allowed to go out at will. She couldn't bear to see those aunts, who laughed at her every time they came with a weird look, and every time they looked at her, they seemed to be looking at a piece of filth.

Mama couldn't help it yesterday, so she made a lot of money to get rid of Teng Wangye's little servant and found the next person to buy it. The rotten eggs and rotten vegetables that were bought by the next person cried directly when he saw his grandmother. When Mama found out at the time, she also looked like she had seen a ghost. The stiff half-rattle didn't come back to his senses.

At this time, Mama watched Qin Zhihe slam the fragrant tea on the table, frowning. Since my aunt was found by Dingguo Hou that day, she has become more and more unstable.

Na Dingguo Hou was bent on having a child, but he never mentioned welcoming her into the door. Naturally, Qin Zhihe would never admit that this child was already her last reliance in the palace.

Mama stabilized her mind, "Aunt husband, don't worry." Since the prince can ruthlessly divorce her, he naturally will not care about the love of more than ten years. Where would Mu Yuanxiang let that little beast come back. is really back, and I can't say that I will be raised in front of my aunt. My aunt is now the only one in charge of the house. I can't say what day, I was asked to be named a concubine. "Mama knows that Prince Teng has some affection for Qin Zhihe. But this is still a little bit under Qin Zhihe's work, and she is a little confused now.

Qin Zhihe's heart fluctuated with anger, and she broke several valuable jade screens in the room before calming down slightly. looked at Mama, and there was some coldness in her eyes. It's not like the little white flower who is weak and bullied on weekdays. She was angry that Mu Yuanxiang appeared with the child, and she was even more angry with her aunt. Since that day, everyone in this house has only called her aunt!!

"Can the prince talk to that?" Qin Zhihe's face was gloomy. The white handkerchief embroidered by Su in his hand was twisted into a ball, and his nails were almost pinched into the flesh.

Mama frowned. "See. That kid was praised even by the Holy One. The Holy One also gave many tributes to the Lord. That Mu Na abandoned concubine, now, has also changed a lot. Mama knew that Qin Zhihe was jealous, so she vaguely understood Mu Yuanxiang's current appearance.

Mama also failed to leave the house, so naturally I don't know what Mu Yuanxiang looks like. I only knew that the boast outside was very beautiful and gentle, although she didn't believe it, she didn't want Qin Zhihe to be angry with her. But thinking about what Mu Yuanxiang used to look like, it wouldn't be so beautiful when she thought about it.

"A big change? Hmph, his face is full of oily hemp seeds, and his waist is as thick as a bucket. Men, they all look at people with color, and they are like this for him, but they can't stand it. Qin Zhihe thought of Mu Yuanxiang's appearance, and she felt a little confident in her heart. At least, she's prettier than she.

Mama's lips moved. Didn't dare to explain. Qin Zhihe's hideous appearance, Rao is she was also a little shocked when she saw it.

"You say the kid is smart? You say, what if we went to her door and brought the child back? Guess the prince will be happy? Qin Zhihe smiled and said lightly. There was some confidence between his eyebrows.

What she said, Teng Wang Ye would not doubt almost most of the time. What's more, Prince Teng just wants that child, if she takes it back, I'm afraid that he will be more pleased.

As for Mu Yuanxiang, with that kind of appearance, she didn't believe that Prince Teng was willing to look at the ugly woman.

Mama's eyes lit up. Although she was a little shocked by Qin Zhihe, if the child was taken back and raised in front of Qin Zhihe, she was afraid that the position of Princess Teng would really be in her pocket.

"Madame's kindness is commendable, the prince will understand." Soon, she changed her tune. (To be continued.) )