Chapter 30, the laughing stock of the capital
"Miss, Miss, wake up, don't sleep." Qing Qing shouted in front of Mo Jiu's dance bed early in the morning.
"Qingqing, don't make noise, I'll sleep for a while." Mo Jiuwu turned over and continued to lie on the bed to sleep.
"Ouch, Miss, something is wrong, wake up." Qingqing looked anxious, and pulled Mo Jiuwu on the bed hard.
Mo Jiuwu was helpless, so he had to open his eyes and look at Qingqing with a hazy face.
"What's wrong?"
"Miss, what happened last night is now known to the whole capital." Qingqing looked at Mo Jiuwu anxiously and said.
"What happened last night?" Mo Jiuwu's head was still blank for a while, completely forgetting what happened last night.
"Miss, you forgot, you were married by the emperor last night." Qingqing reminded.
Mo Jiuwu's eyes suddenly cleared up and made an impression.
"yes,"
Qingqing looked at Mo Jiuwu helplessly, feeling that she was doing it alone in a hurry.
"Now the whole capital is spreading the marriage contract between you and the Seventh Prince."
Mo Jiuwu waved his hand, not caring and said, "Spread it, spread it, isn't this a normal thing?" After Mo Jiuwu finished speaking, he was ready to lie down again.
"Miss, you'd better go and see for yourself." Qingqing pulled up Mo Jiuwu, who was about to lie down again, and dressed her.
In a teahouse on the street of Beijing
"In other words, the seventh prince and the fifth lady of the Mo family, one is disabled and the other is an ugly girl, it can be described as a match made in heaven."
In the teahouse, an old man in gray clothes stood on the stage and told the story of last night passionately, which attracted the audience to listen with relish.
"Hey, old man, you said, although these seven princes are disabled, they are also princes, how can the emperor give him a concubine daughter as a princess?"
"Yes, I heard that Mo Jiuwu is not only ugly, but also seems to be only thirteen years old this year!"
Downstairs in the teahouse, groups of tea guests talked about Long Junmo and Mo Jiuwu, and in a private room upstairs.
"Lord Wang, do you want to ......" Xiao Feng on the side listened to the discussion downstairs, with an angry look on his face, looked at Long Junmo sitting in front of the window, and asked.
"Not necessarily." Long Junmo looked at the crowd of people talking downstairs, and there was nothing unusual on his face, as if what others were talking about was not himself at all.
In another private room, Mo Jiuwu's hand holding the teacup was shaking slightly, and the tea overflowed the teacup and splashed onto his hand.
"I'll put up with anything else, can I stop attacking me personally? Say I'm ugly, why don't I go back and take care of myself. Mo Jiuwu looked at the people downstairs angrily, almost threw down the teacup in his hand, thought for a while, and drank the water in the teacup in one gulp.
"Don't waste my tea, it's my money."
"Miss, now that everyone in the capital knows that you are going to marry that Seventh Prince, what should you do now?" Qingqing asked.
Mo Jiuwu looked at the scene of discussion downstairs, did not answer Qingqing's words, came over for a while, and then said lightly: "You say, does the emperor have an enmity with me?" Or do you have a grudge against that Seventh Prince? β
"Huh? What do you mean? Qingqing looked dazed.
"But I think it should be a grudge against the Seventh Prince, but isn't that iceberg face a brother with the emperor? Hey, it seems that the most ruthless emperor is the family, and what he said is right. Mo Jiuwu sighed.
"Miss, you can't say this kind of thing casually, if you are listened to by others, you will go to jail." Qingqing heard Mo Jiuwu's words, and hurriedly looked around, reminding Mo Jiuwu.
"I know, but what I can know is that the relationship between this seventh prince and the current emperor is not very good, but what is my business? Why are you pulling me? Mo Jiuwu complained, with anger on her face.
"Yes, miss, what now?"
"What to do? If it really doesn't work, Qingqing, how about we leave the capital and go wandering the rivers and lakes? Mo Jiuwu said excitedly, she had long wanted to go out to see what the ancient rivers and lakes were like, and the previous scenes were all for filming and teasing, so there was no sense of reality at all.
"Huh? Wandering the rivers and lakes? Qingqing looked at Mo Jiuwu in surprise, a little stunned.
Looking at the expression on Qingqing's face, Mo Jiuwu waved his hand and did not continue.
"Okay, okay, I didn't talk about it." Mo Jiuwu picked up the teacup and continued to listen to the discussion downstairs.
And at this time in the imperial study of the imperial palace.
"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother ordered someone to come and told you to go to Qianfu Palace later." Hai Desheng looked at Long Xuyao, who was reviewing the folds in front of him, and said.
Long Junmo, who was reviewing the folds on the desk, didn't seem to hear it, and his hand still didn't stop.
Hatsheng didn't speak again, and stood silently to the side.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the study.
Hai Desheng looked at Long Xuyao, who was still bowing his head and reviewing the folds, and retreated silently.
"What's the noise? Don't you know that the emperor is inside? As soon as Hyde Sheng came out of the imperial study, he roared.
When he saw the person standing outside the imperial study, he immediately knelt down and saluted: "The old slave doesn't know that the queen mother has arrived, and the mother forgives her sins." β
"I want to see the emperor." Gu Lanyan said in a flat voice, and was ready to enter the imperial study after speaking.
"Niangniang, the emperor is reviewing the folds, I'm afraid it will ......" Hai Desheng looked at Gu Lanyan in front of him in embarrassment and stopped her.
"Get out of the way, I don't want to do it." Gu Lanyan looked at Hai Desheng who stopped him, and there was a little anger in his voice.
"Niangniang, I hope Niangniang will not embarrass the old slave." Hidesheng hurriedly knelt down.
"You ......"
Looking at Hai Desheng kneeling in front of him, Gu Lanyan had anger on his face and looked at the closed door of the palace.
Just as the scene was at an impasse, a voice came from inside the house.
"Hydesheng, you go down." Long Xuyao's voice came from inside.
"Yes." Hyde got up and silently retreated.
Gu Lanyan stepped forward and pushed open the door and entered alone.
As soon as he entered the study, he smelled a faint incense, Gu Lanyan looked at Long Xuyao who was reading the folds with his head down, and said directly: "Why?" β
"What, why?" Brother Long Xu replied, but his head never lifted, and his hand never stopped.
"Why do you want Junmo to marry?" Gu Lanyan looked at Long Xuyao, who was bowing his head in front of him, and asked, unconsciously adding anger to his voice.
When Long Xuyao heard this, he finally raised his head, put down the pen in his hand, and looked straight at the woman standing in front of him.
"The seventh brother is now twenty years old, as the imperial brother, what is wrong with giving him a marriage?"
"Are you really for him? If you were really for him, you wouldn't give him the daughter of a low-status concubine and make him the laughing stock of the entire Yelan Kingdom. Gu Lanyan stepped forward and glared at him angrily, his fingers pinching his sleeves tightly.
Long Xuyao looked at Gu Lanyan and didn't speak, just picked up the pen again.
Looking at Long Xuyao, who was silent, Gu Lanyan stepped forward and pulled out the pen in his hand and threw it on the ground.
"Why? Why just won't you let him go? Gu Lanyan yelled at Long Xuyao, who was across the table.
"Bang!"
Long Xuyao's hand slapped heavily on the table, making a loud sound. Long Xuyao got up from the dragon chair, walked around the desk, and came to Gu Lanyan.
"Why? I'll tell you why, because you have never forgotten him in your heart, because you still like him, and even the last time you were sick was because of him, but don't forget, you are my queen, and in this life, you are destined to be with me, even if you are sleepy, I will trap you by my side. Long Xuyao roared,
Gu Lanyan couldn't help but take a step back, looked at the furious Long Xuyao in front of him, and slapped Long Xuyao in the face.
Gu Lanyan looked at the red marks on Long Xuyao's face, and his eyes were full of hatred.
"If it wasn't for you, how could I be separated from Junmo?"
Long Xuyao touched his face and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Let's fight, as long as you still think about him in your heart in this life, I won't let him feel better." β
Gu Lanyan looked at Long Xuyao in front of him, stretched out his hand and was about to hit Long Xuyao again, but was caught in the air.
Long Xuyao grabbed Gu Lanyan's hand and leaned into her ear, "What, my heart hurts for him?" But don't forget, the one who pulled him from the clouds to the dirt in the first placeβbut you! β
Gu Lanyan's body was shocked, his eyes were dull and he looked at Long Xuyao, and his hand gradually drooped.
Long Xuyao let go of the hand that was grasping her and walked past her and walked out. Only Gu Lanyan was left standing in the study.
"I ...... I'm not ......" Gu Lanyan muttered, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Your Majesty." Looking at Long Xuyao who came out of the imperial study, Hai Desheng hurriedly stepped forward.
Long Xuyao's face was covered with gloom, and his fingers were also clenched into a fist.
"What's going on in the Seven Kings' Mansion?" Long Xuyao asked at Hai Desheng.
"Back to the emperor, the person sent sent a letter saying that there has been no movement in the Seven Princes' Mansion since the Seven Princes returned to the palace last night."
Listening to Hai Desheng's answer, Long Xuyao frowned, obviously not hearing the news he expected.
"Tell someone to keep watching."
"Yes."
Long Xuyao looked back at the door of the imperial study, and there was a sense of helplessness in his eyes.
"Let the queen be sent back." Long Xuyao commanded at Hai Desheng.
"Yes, then the emperor ...... now," Hai Desheng asked cautiously.
Long Xuyao glanced at the imperial study, turned around and walked in the other direction.
"Go to the Thousand Blessings Palace."
"Yes." Hei Desheng hurriedly ordered people to prepare to sit down.
At this time in the capital, all the people on the streets and alleys are talking about the marriage contract between Mo Jiuwu and Long Junmo, and the two have undoubtedly become a topic of conversation in the entire capital after tea and dinner.
Prime Minister's House
In an empty yard, surrounded by flowers, a clear stream of water flows along a well-designed path into the pond in the yard, where red koi swim happily.
And next to the pond, Mo Qingya was feeding the koi in the pond.
"Second sister, do you know? The news that Mo Jiuwu was given to the Seven Princes Long Junmo has been known to the whole city. Mo Hanyi, who was standing on the side, said to Mo Qingya, gloating about Mo Jiuwu.
"Haha, a disability, a fool, it's really a match made in heaven." Mo Qingya also mocked when she heard this.
"That's it, there is Mo Jiuwu who looks good now, hey, but it's a pity, that Seventh Prince is so good-looking, I have never seen anyone better than him, even General Tang is slightly inferior, but it's a pity that he is a cripple." Mo Hanyi sighed.
Suddenly realized that something was wrong, looked at Mo Qingya beside him, and hurriedly changed his words: "Second sister, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that General Tang is not good, how can that cripple be compared with the God of War of Yelan Country." β
After listening to Mo Hanyi's words, Mo Qingya's face improved slightly, and she said disdainfully: "What's the use of being good-looking?" What's the use of being a prince? It's not a cripple yet, it's crippled with waste, just right. β