Chapter 586: Hang Your Mother's Heart!
Xiliang Da Yan's words also made the people present have a judgment in their hearts: Maybe, this Murong Xiao is really not Murong Qingyu's daughter, maybe this Murong Xiao is really the missing princess of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
And Emperor Dezheng also has his own plans in his heart at the moment.
He knew the identity of Murong Xiao's killer, so Murong Qingyu did not have the slightest blood relationship with her. Now, through the crown prince, he has formed an alliance with the Baili brothers of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and after thinking about it for a while, Murong Xiao's identity has basically been decided in his heart.
But this matter is the matter of the crown prince and the crown princess, as long as the two of them don't say it, he won't be stupid enough to say it. Although it is true that saying it can make Murong Qingyu face a lot of difficulties, he wants more than that. was about to speak, but he heard Murong Xiao ask:
"Xiliang Da Yan said that the princess of the Northern Wei Dynasty was once stolen, but I don't know who stole it? This concubine is indeed the daughter of the Murong family, if the Da Yan clan thinks that this concubine is related to the Northern Wei Dynasty, then please tell me which thief stole the little princess of the Northern Wei Dynasty back then, so that it is possible to find out the true identity of the concubine, isn't it? Otherwise, this concubine is dignified and the princess of Nanyue, how can you be an outsider from the Da Yan clan who said that you would check it? ”
Before she was completely sure of her identity, and until the poison of the Thousand Nights was not resolved, she didn't want to do anything for the time being.
Mo Yunfang had only been standing here for a while, and she was twice defeated by General Murong Xiao, which really made her so angry that she was dying. This Murong Xiao was really spoiled, and he actually didn't save face for her in front of the emperor and envoys from various countries. No wonder Ya'er was bullied by her that day, it seems that this Murong Xiao is also a domineering and difficult woman to mess with in South Vietnam.
Thinking of this, Mo Yunfang said with a smile: "Of course, the palace will definitely send someone to find out the true identity of the crown princess." After all, if you are really the little princess who has been missing for many years in the Northern Wei Dynasty, this palace is also your own aunt. If the palace finds the little princess, it will not be in vain that the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty will miss you. ”
Murong Xiao raised his lips slightly, and said with a smile: "This matter will not bother the Da Yan clan, as the saying goes, the water spilled by the married daughter, even if something is found out at that time, the Da Yan clan is also a person from Xiliang, and there is no penny of male and female relations with the Northern Wei Dynasty." Therefore, Concubine Ben felt that even if this matter was to be investigated, it should be a matter of Nanyue and Northern Wei. Concubine Ben thanked the Da Yan clan for her concern. ”
Worried? Hang your mother's heart! You're hell of a curse!
When he heard Murong laugh and say that he didn't have a penny relationship with the Northern Wei Dynasty, the nails in Mo Yunfang's sleeves had already been deeply pinched into the palms of his hands.
This slut, who looks exactly like that slut, even dares to say that she doesn't have a penny relationship with Baili Zheng! What a damn one!
"Yes, the life history of the crown princess should be investigated by me in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and other idlers and miscellaneous people will go as far as they want!"
Just when Mo Yunfang was still angry, a voice that was so cold that it could freeze people came from outside the hall.
Although many people already knew that the Northern Wei Dynasty would come to participate in the Five Nations Chamber of Commerce today, when they really heard the voice of Prince Qian and saw the guardian saint of the Northern Wei Dynasty, everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble.
Mo Yunfang's pale face turned around, and the people in Xiliang behind him immediately gave way to a line of sight.
I saw that outside the Taiji Palace, a tall and heroic figure stood at the door of the main hall.