She has always understood that during this time, she has indeed been forcing a smile and whitewashing the peace. But what can she do, what can she do to control her heart! She has liked Mo Wengu for so long, and she has already engraved his whole person in her blood. No matter how cold the man is, she is willing to endure it, and it is just a matter of honing her mind.

But today, Mo Wengu planned to forcibly pour safflower soup on her and forcibly beat the fetus in her womb, which really made her feel cold all over her body!

Shu Zicheng strode up to Shu Qing and said to Shu Qing: "Qing'er, go home with Dad!" ”

Shu Qing muttered: "Daddy......"

Shu Zicheng gritted his teeth: "What's so good about the prince, you have to be so obsessed with him and have no regrets!" Look at what he did to you," took a deep breath, "If you still have my father in your eyes, you will go home with your father today, and your father will personally go to the emperor to tell the emperor about this family business, and let the emperor give us an explanation!" ”

Shu Qing lowered his eyes: "Okay...... I'll go home with you. ”

Shu Zicheng's face softened slightly, and he softened his voice and said: "Qing'er, you go home with your father, you are the only daughter in the family, and your father can support you for a lifetime in the future, even if your father goes in the future, the industry that your father has worked for you for so many years is enough for you and your children to live without worry for a lifetime." There were tears in his eyes, and he said, "Why bother to suffer this kind of sin in this prince's mansion, why bother......

Shu Qing's nose became more and more sour, she didn't want her father to talk about it anymore, she always knew that only her father was good to her at this time, and everyone else disliked her fat and ugly appearance, in the final analysis, she was not filial, and she failed her father's hard cultivation, so that her father had to worry about himself when he was a year old.

Shu Qing swept the tears in his eyes, held Shu Zicheng's hand tightly, and pretended to be happy: "Dad is right, it's my daughter who is ignorant, which makes Dad worried." Pulling Shu Zicheng out, "My daughter will go home with her father!" ”

This night, Shu Qing and Shu Zicheng supported each other and finally left the gate of the palace.

The night was bleak, and the ground was covered with cool and thin colors.

At the gate of the palace, Shu Qing finally glanced back at his back, and the three big characters of Qingwangfu behind him looked very majestic under the candlelight.

Mo Wengu, whose name is Yuqing, is twenty-two years old, and he is one of the most beautiful men in the whole capital.

She and Mo Wengu went around in circles, but in the end, it was just her wishful thinking.

Shu Qing lowered his eyelids, retracted his eyes lonely, and finally followed Shu Zicheng and got into the carriage back to Shufu.

Behind the gate of the palace, Mo Wengu wore a moon-white robe, and watched indifferently as Shu Qing and Shu Zicheng got into the carriage.

It wasn't until the carriage could no longer see its back that Mo Wengu withdrew his eyes in a panic.

Behind him stood the old butler, standing respectfully, but his head hung down, so that people could not see his expression clearly.

Mo Wengu turned around and looked at the old butler. After a while, Fang chuckled and said, "Why did Shu Zicheng come suddenly?" ”

The old butler said, "This ...... The old slave doesn't know! ”

Mo Wen said, "Oh? Ignorance? A deep cold smile appeared on Mo Wengu's face, "Butler, how long have you been by the king's side?" ”

The old housekeeper was shocked, but his face was still calm: "Roughly calculated, the old slave has been serving the prince for eighteen years. ”

Mo Wengu looked into the distance: "It's been so long......" smiled again, "This king still remembers that when I was three years old, my mother and concubine died early, and my father named me King Qing early and threw this king out of the palace. As soon as I arrived at King Qing's Mansion, you have been supporting this king and raising this king. ”

The deeper the old butler's gesture, the stronger the respect was in his tone: "This is all the old slave's business." ”

Mo Wengu chuckled and said, "This king has respected you since he was a child, so he also wants to hear the housekeeper's opinion. He continued to ask, "What does the butler think of the princess?" ”

The old housekeeper sighed slightly and said: "The prince doesn't like the princess, but the old slave thinks that the princess is kind-hearted and simple......

Before the old housekeeper finished speaking, Mo Wengu interrupted him: "But this king doesn't like her after all." ”

The old butler pursed his lips and said no more.

Isn't this also a matter to the prince?

The prince pursued Miss Liu hard but failed, just like the princess begged the prince to be unsuccessful. But the prince doesn't like the princess after all, and Miss Liu doesn't like the princess in the end.

But the prince still doesn't give up, and the princess still doesn't give up, everyone is like this, why hurt each other.

But the housekeeper will never say this, the prince is still angry, no matter how much he says, it is just to get into trouble in vain.

The prince said again: "Butler, next time, don't make your own decisions." Since Shu Qing has entered the palace, he is a person in the palace. It is unreasonable to let Shu Zicheng intervene in the affairs of the palace. ”

The housekeeper's heart trembled, and he answered in a low voice, and the prince strode away.

*

At noon on the second day, the emperor had just left the morning court, and Shu Zicheng was waiting in front of the imperial study in a court dress.

The emperor had just stabilized in the imperial study, and Fu De'an, the personal eunuch, had already bowed down and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, Marquis Shu of Anle has been waiting outside the palace for a long time. ”

The emperor frowned and said, "Shu Zicheng is here again?" ”

Fu Dean said: "I've been waiting for most of the hour. ”

The emperor waved his hand, and Fu Dean immediately went to invite Shu Zicheng into the imperial study.

Shu Zicheng stood in front of the emperor, and after making a gesture, he directly got straight to the point with a cold face: "Lord Qing is too deceitful!" Last night, I ordered my subordinates to forcibly pour safflower soup into the princess and force my son to have an abortion! If it weren't for the fact that Xia Guan happened to pass by the Qingwang Mansion and heard the movement and entered the palace to save my son, I am afraid that my son has been tortured by the prince at this time, and it is better to die! ”

When the emperor heard this, his face instantly became cold: "Is this true?" ”

Shu Zicheng said: "The lower officials dare to bully the king!" ”

The emperor slapped the table heavily: "Call King Qing up for me!" ”

Not long after he went down to the court, before Mo Wengu left the noon gate, a eunuch hurriedly called, Mo Wengu's heart was clear, and he strode towards the imperial study.

In the imperial study, Mo Wengu had just stepped in, when he heard a scolding voice that split his head and covered his face: "King Qing, you explain to me well, what happened last night!" ”

Mo Wengu pursed his lips and was silent. Last night, he was in a hurry, and was irritated by Liu Chuimian's departure, and actually did something to hurt the emperor's heir. ”

Shu Zicheng was irritated by Mo Wengu's indifferent attitude, and his eyes glared angrily: "Does the prince think that just a sentence of 'being confused for a while' can whitewash the peace?" ”

The emperor was so angry by Shu Zicheng and Mo Wen that he had a headache, and said coldly: "King Qing, how do you plan to deal with this matter?" ”

Mo Wengu was silent for a long time, but Shu Zicheng on the side had already preemptively said: "Xia Guan has worked hard all his life, all for the pearl in the palm of his family!" My son was stupid, and all my heart was on King Qing. But the goddess has no intention of Xiang Wang, and the melon of the twist is bitter in the end, and now King Qing treats my son like this, and the lower officials only ask the emperor to give King Qing and the princess a letter of peace, which can be regarded as a relief for my son! ”