Chapter 157: Honor

Yue's family was anxious to wait for news at the door, and when Meng Combrow came back, he entered the Guogong Mansion from the back door, and there was absolutely no unrelated person who knew about Meng Xiangrong.

When she saw her daughter's appearance, Yue knew what was happening, and she felt that the sky had fallen in an instant.

"O daughter, my daughter who is miserable!"

Yue's cried and beat his chest, eager to help Meng Xiangrong take revenge now.

"Don't cry, if you don't want more people to know."

It's hard to guarantee that she won't be heard by others, and now they might as well think about how to face what happens next.

"Rong'er, how will you let your mother live in the future."

The more Yue thought about it, the more sad he became, he was such a daughter, he thought that she could marry a good family and she would have something to rely on in the future, but now it is good, her daughter has been ruined.

She was so angry that she stood up and tried her best to find someone, but she wilted when she heard that the other party was the Mu family.

"I've already checked her pulse, and there is nothing serious except for a little residual medicine, and she should be able to wake up tomorrow."

Mu Ying was very ruthless, and the dosage of that medicine was ten percent, not to mention an ordinary woman, even a man who practiced martial arts couldn't bear it.

If Meng hadn't combed her eyebrows and soothed her with medicinal oil, I'm afraid Meng Xiangrong would still be holding on to the man now.

"I'll go back to the palace first, I'll come over tomorrow, you remember, those who serve her must be picky."

The Yue clan is like a papier-mΓ’chΓ© tiger, he only dares to do whatever he wants when someone supports him, and now he has no idea when he really encounters something.

Meng Guogong is still accompanying the fourth aunt, and he doesn't care about Meng Xiangrong at all, so the Yue family can only listen to Meng comb his eyebrows now.

After a day of trouble, Meng Combrow felt that his temples were beating suddenly.

"You sent that man."

Although there was no writing on the letter, the paper was the rice paper that Jing Qicheng usually likes to use.

Jing Qicheng is no longer wearing a mask when he is alone with Meng Combrow, he sits in front of the desk with a book and nods.

After hearing that Meng Xiangrong had an accident, Jing Qicheng suspected that there might be someone else's eyeliner near the Guogong Mansion, so he asked his subordinates to check it.

The man pretended to be a fruit vendor, and thought it was seamless, but who knew that it would be easy for Jing Qicheng to find out.

The intelligence network on the first floor of the world is not in vain.

"Mu Ying's courage is too big."

Meng combed her eyebrows and leaned on Jing Qicheng's arms, she was just domineering at most because of Mu Ying at first, who knew that he was so bold.

"The only son of the Mu family is indeed a powerful capital, isn't he?"

Just like the crown prince, the eldest son is more noble than other children when he is born.

Meng combs his eyebrows hesitated for a moment, feeling that he still had to discuss with Jing Qicheng how to deal with this matter.

In fact, she felt that this was a good opportunity, if she told the emperor about this, the Mu family would definitely be reprimanded.

According to the laws of Qingguo, Mu Ying should be transferred to the Criminal Department, and at least be sentenced to beheading.

She is not a three-year-old child, knowing that the words of the Son of Heaven breaking the law and the common people sound very reasonable, but in reality it is absolutely impossible, the only son of the Mu family, if you want to convict him, you have to pass the Mu family.

But even if you can't let him apologize for his sin with death, you can always let him suffer a little flesh and skin.

Meng combs his eyebrows and thinks that as long as Meng Guogong can bite the Mu family to death, Mu Ying can at least hand over the military power in his hand in order to protect himself.

In this way, the strength of the Mu family and the crown prince will be weakened, which is a good thing for Jing Qicheng.

"Do you think your cousin will agree?"

Meng combs her eyebrows and thinks it is naturally good, but she can't be the master of this matter.

"I know what you mean, but you have to try everything."

Meng Xiangrong lost his temper before marriage, and his dream of marrying to the palace was shattered, and he didn't know what the Yue family planned to do.

"Okay, you've been thinking about other people's things all day, shouldn't you think about me now?"

Jing Qicheng leaned down, and the warm snort breathed behind her ear, causing her to shiver.

I've helped her today, shouldn't she thank herself?

Meng combs his eyebrows and hooked Jing Qicheng's neck with his backhand, so it's better to let himself make a promise.

Only when the two are happy can the spirit and flesh be compatible, and things like that kind of medicine that can't be put on the table, Meng Combrow feels that only men who don't have any confidence in themselves will use it.

Chunxing didn't understand why Meng combed her eyebrows to help Meng Xiangrong, she was a married daughter, and the Meng family didn't have any kindness to her, so why bother wading into troubled waters?

"My surname is Meng, and the face of the Meng family is my face, so I naturally have to take care of this matter."

Meng combs her eyebrows and hopes that the Guogong Mansion can make less trouble, but Meng Xiangrong went to the Yuelao Temple because of herself, and she also guessed that Mu Ying should have wanted to take revenge on herself so she bullied Meng Xiangrong.

Hearing the terrible cry coming from the room, Meng combed his eyebrows and knew that Meng Xiangrong should have woken up.

"I don't want to live anymore, mother, you leave me alone, let me die!"

Although Meng Xiangrong is bad, she is a woman in the end, and she has no innocence, so she only thinks about it.

Yue's crying with his daughter in his arms was dark, and he couldn't think of any way.

"Enough, can crying turn back time?"

Meng combed her eyebrows and walked into the room, tears are useless things, even if she cries blindly, what can she do?

Seeing her coming, Meng Xiangrong couldn't help but sprinkle all his anger on Meng Combrow.

"Yes, it's you, it's the Yuelao Temple you asked me to go to! You tell me, is it you and Mu Ying colluded! ”

Chun Xing saw Meng Xiangrong calling there, and angrily pulled Meng to comb her eyebrows and was about to go out, but their young lady was kind and wanted to help them, but they bit like mad dogs.

Meng combed his eyebrows and was not in a hurry, he sat down directly and said lightly: "You can cry and make trouble, as long as you think it is useful." ”

It's not your own time that's wasted anyway.

After all, Yue had been crying for two days, and she was finally a little more sober than Meng Xiangrong's head, so she wiped her tears with a handkerchief and said, "Then what should we do now?" ”

"Let my father go to the emperor to make the reason."

As soon as he heard this, Meng Xiangrong was the first to be unwilling.

Doesn't this let the whole world know that he is a broken flower and a willow? No, she absolutely disagreed.

The Yue clan was the same, she hesitated for a long time before saying, "Otherwise, let's suppress this matter." ”

She also thinks very well, if she can save her daughter's reputation, maybe after a long time, she can still find a way to help her daughter cover up the past.

Meng combs his eyebrows and was amused by Yue's childish thoughts.