Chapter 170: Hwaseong Wedding
"Why is the emperor here?" Queen Lu forced a smile and stood up to greet the emperor.
The emperor glanced at Mo Weiyu on the side, turned his head and smiled coldly: "The queen invited Mrs. Hua, and she wants to kill her?" β
The queen's face was a little ugly, "Your Majesty, how could the concubine be, it was just ....."
"Just what? The queen mother, the wound on the head of the inner son, how does the queen mother explain? β
Hua Xu's voice sounded, the queen looked at him, and suddenly felt stiff, she seemed to see a trace of cold killing intent in Hua Xu's eyes.
It was an emotion she had never seen in his eyes, but how dare he? I'm a queen. She looked at the person in front of her in disbelief.
"Someone is here to ask for a doctor."
The emperor also seemed to see Hua Xu's emotions.
Mo Weiyu fell into a sturdy embrace in a daze, and heard Hua Xu's voice in a daze: "Don't bother the doctor, my subordinates will leave the palace with Neizi." β
After speaking, he picked up Mo Weiyu and strode out of the palace without looking back.
"Your Majesty, there is no one in this Huaxu Tai's eyes, did you see it just now? There is murder in his eyes, there is murderous energy, he is still so presumptuous, he swaggers away like this, the emperor can't stay anymore. β
The Emperor's gaze looked thoughtfully at the distant back, and after a moment he turned his head to look at the Empress, "The Empress is really wise." β
After speaking, he threw up his sleeves and strode away.
came to the imperial study all the way in a huff, and the emperor's heart was still in chaos.
"Your Majesty, have a cup of tea, don't be angry."
The waiter brought tea and comforted him gently.
"The crown prince has been very busy lately, and almost all the ministers of the court and the central government have been in his pocket, right? That's why the queen doesn't take me seriously anymore. β
The waiter's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he didn't dare to reply.
The emperor seemed to be talking to himself, and sneered a few times: "I haven't died yet, some people seem to be in too much of a hurry." β
After speaking, he smashed the tea cup in his hand with a bang.
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The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the flowers are clustered. In the spring of Dahong, warblers sing and dance everywhere, and the fragrance is lingering.
At this time, there was a convoy driving on the suburban road.
Two luxury carriages followed suite.
Not long after coming to the suburban farm, the car curtain was lightly lifted, and two handsome sons came down.
"Brother Wang, please take a look."
King Ping said and stretched out his hand, and the white greenhouse had begun to take shape. β
"Eighth brother, these don't occupy the normal cultivated land of the common people, right?"
"Brother Wang can rest assured that it will not be occupied, this is all newly reclaimed wasteland, and other fertile land is cultivated normally."
"That's very good."
King Ping and King Yao checked the situation of the greenhouse one by one, and after making sure that everything was ready, they went to the farmhouse in the village to rest together.
"Eighth brother seems to be very leisurely lately?"
King Yao poured a cup of tea for King Ping and asked.
King Ping shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Speaking of which, you and I are the same." β
"How can I be the same as my eighth brother?"
King Yao smiled self-deprecatingly, he was a real outcast, but King Ping still had a way to go.
The two were chatting when they heard footsteps outside.
A person came in from outside the door, and the two were slightly stunned.
"I've seen two princes."
There was no trace of anger on Hua Xu's handsome face.
"What's wrong with BGA?"
King Ping hurriedly got up and helped.
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When Mo Weiyu returned to the Guogong Mansion, her heart was also surging, why did she provoke the queen mother of others so stupidly.
In addition to anxiety, he covered the gauze on his head and wailed.
"Wan'er often dewed, it's bad now, my little life is going to be lost."
Chang Lu and Wan'er already knew what had happened, and they couldn't help but sigh, looking at Mo Weiyu worriedly.
However, the following days were expected to be thunderous and rainy, but suddenly it turned cloudy and sunny.
The days passed uneventfully, and then ushered in Huacheng's wedding day.
However, the wound on Mo Weiyu's forehead has not healed yet, so he can only use some appliquΓ©s to decorate.
Since it is the wedding day of my good sister Mo Xinyao, she naturally has to dress up.
Seeing Mo Xinyao's prosperous appearance in her wedding dress, Mo Weiyu suddenly felt that her life was a bit of a dire sign.
This is really heart-wrenching, there are jackals in front and tigers and leopards in the back.
Hua Cheng was also in high spirits today, and when he led the bride into the hall to prepare to worship, he suddenly turned his eyes to the direction of Mo Weiyu.
Seeing her, she had a sad face, tears shining, and an ethereal gaze.
Since Mo Weiyu married into the Guogong Mansion, Hua Cheng no longer dared to approach Mo Weiyu because he was afraid of Hua Xu. Mo Weiyu hid in the courtyard, and he rarely had the opportunity to see her.
Today~ She is dressed in a water-red light tulle skirt, with an ethereal posture, and a faint flush on her flawless skin. A lilac flower on the forehead is charming and colorful.
I heard that she and her eldest brother are not so harmonious.
Seeing a faint sadness floating on her face, Hua Cheng felt palpitations for some reason. Could it be that she was very sad to see her married?
She also regrets that she missed out on her relationship.
Thinking of this was a burst of joy, but when I came back to my senses in the lively atmosphere and looked at the beautiful people around me, I realized that I was dreaming again.
He shook his head and continued to finish the liturgy of the chapel.
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No matter how troubled Mo Weiyu was, until today, Pang Zi's behavior of letting her preside over the overall situation and receive the noble lady really gave her great dignity.
Zheng Duoqing is a guest again.
"How's it going, do you still like the gift you have?"
When the two finally had time to sit together and chat alone, Zheng Duoqing took the initiative to mention the gift.
Gift?
Mo Weiyu suddenly remembered. The box was put away, and I didn't know what was inside.
But she couldn't talk to her about it.
I can only laugh dryly: "I like to like it tight." β
"So, have you used it?"
Zheng Duo asked with a wicked smile and raised his eyebrows.
Mo Weiyu looked at her suspiciously, could it be that she put that thing in and wronged Mo Xinyao? Hua Xuhua's reconnaissance ability is too unreliable, right?
"I've used it.
"Is it still working?"
She then asked.
"It's easy to use."
Mo Weiyu held his forehead, only to see Zheng Duoqing breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "I knew it would be useful to you." If you like it, I'll send you a box when it's used up... β
Mo Weiyu almost bit off her tongue.
When she finally got back to the room, she immediately couldn't wait to find the box.
"Grandma, are you sure you want to open it?"
Wan'er asked tentatively again, looking at Mo Weiyu who was plugging her ears, nose and mouth, a little incredulous.
Mo Weiyu nodded and waved at her and Chang Lu: "You guys go out quickly, be careful of following the disaster." β
The two had to walk out slowly, and they turned back frequently without worry.
"By the way, if Huada comes back, let him go to the study to sleep."
Mo Weiyu instructed, and Wan'er nodded hesitantly.
"Also, if there's any movement on my side, you can go and don't come here."
Chang Lu frowned when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, and the two walked out side by side.
Mo Weiyu took a deep breath and slowly opened the box.
She remembered that Hua Xuan had said that there was something wrong with the box, and there was still residual poisonous gas in it.
She had to be very careful.
Since it was poisonous gas, she held her breath and blocked her mouth and nose because it should be fine, right?
What's in the box, exactly? Looking at Zheng Duoqing's expression today, she was really confused. Curiosity haunts, today~ she must be to see what it is.
"What are you doing?"
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