Chapter Ninety-Five: Disaster Strikes

The twilight is gradually sinking, layers of golden sunset spread over the western sky, the emerald green glazed tiles of Shulanxuan are overflowing, and the red branches at the door are adorned with clusters of flower buds.

Shangguan Qingqing put his hand on the smooth and straight trunk and grabbed it, and the branches and leaves at the top shook gently, just like in his memory.

The door opened, and the maid Xiaocui sent Lang Zhong out, he greeted him and asked, Lang Zhong smiled and closed his mouth: "Congratulations to the son, Mrs. is happy, but Mrs. is not strong enough blood, and she needs to recuperate well in the early stages of pregnancy!"

He chuckled in his heart, but there was no joy on his face, and he said coldly: "Got it!"

Xiao Cui looked at Shangguan's clear and cold face, and didn't dare to say much, but she felt a little aggrieved for Han Nuanzhi in her heart.

Shangguan Qingqing watched Lang Zhong walk out of Shu Lanxuan, thought for a while and said to Xiao Cui: "The affairs in the house are complicated, I went to the front hall, you take good care of her!"

"Obey the order, Xianggong!" Xiao Cui happily leaned over and saluted, with Shangguan's clear words, Han Nuanzhi would probably not be too disappointed.

On July 20 of the year of Xin Chou, the prince succeeded to the throne, changed the name of the year to Shengwu, although he did not recruit a show girl to enrich the harem, since the beginning of the succession, the prince blatantly built a large number of buildings in the dragon's lair of Luan Mountain, and built a mausoleum for himself.

It is said that there are tens of thousands of night pearls embedded in the mausoleum and used for lighting in the stone wall alone, and the rest of the red sapphires, famous calligraphy and paintings are immeasurable, and their luxury is simply staggering.

Jin Gonggong controlled the government and government, and even more unscrupulously brutalized the officials who were enemies with him, and searched everywhere for the people's fat and ointment, and most of the remaining old ministers in the court dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and swallowed their anger.

The new emperor succeeded to the throne, and the surrounding countries sent envoys to celebrate, and the envoy from the north was the national teacher Han Dong, and intended to make peace with Jinchuan.

Holding the letter of harmony of the Northern Underworld, Emperor Sheng Wu made a difficulty, although he had many heirs in the harem, the princesses who were married at the right age had horses.

Gonggong Jin's eyes rolled and he sneered: "The Anning County Lord of Duanwang Mansion is at a prime age and has not yet married, so it is better to be her!"

Emperor Sheng Wu did not hesitate and issued a holy decree.

The holy decree reached the Duanwang Mansion, and An Ning cried and made trouble, and he had been on a hunger strike for several days. Bai Xiyu was distressed and helpless, so he had to beg Duan Wang Lin Shuo to face the saint, but how could the holy decree be changed if it was changed?

Lin Shuo entered the palace for several days in a row, but Emperor Shengwu avoided it, and he really couldn't, so he had to find Gonggong Jin, and Gonggong Jin said in a weird manner: "Where does this old slave dare to care, the county lord married Concubine Ning, and the wind is glorious and favored, where can I find such a good thing?"

Lin Shuo saw that Gonggong Jin put on an arrogant and disdainful look, and knew that he was taking the opportunity to take revenge for the incident when he rescued Lin Yunmo at the palace gate that day.

Lin Shuo let out a long sigh and walked away.

The period of harmony is imminent, Bai Xiyu is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, Meng Qing, the monarch of the Northern Underworld, is an out-and-out treacherous villain, with an ugly face, a narrow heart, and a violent and wanton spirit has already spread all over Chishui.

How was she willing to let An Ning go to that hellish place, and said to An Ning ruthlessly: "An Ning, you run away quickly with the softness, Mo'er sent the news yesterday, he is still in Pizhou, you go to find him, by his side, don't worry!"

"Mother..."An Ning's eyes were red and swollen, and tears flowed: "I'm leaving, what should I do with Duanwangfu?

Lin Shuo stepped in with a sad face, he listened to the conversation between the mother and daughter, and said solemnly: "Ning'er, what your mother said is right, you will leave before dawn tomorrow, go to Mo'er's side and send a letter to your father, rest assured, Emperor Shengwu doesn't dare to take the Duanwang Mansion!"

An Ning hugged Bai Xiyu and cried bitterly, she had never been out of Chishui, and the difficulties and dangers on the road were also indispensable, as long as she didn't marry that barbarian, she was not afraid of hardships.

She thought of Duan Zhijun, and a little light of hope appeared in her heart, so she hurriedly wrote a note, called her maid lotus leaf, and told her to send it to Duan Mansion while it was dark, and tomorrow morning, she was waiting for him in the forest outside the city.

Lotus Ye knew that the matter was urgent, so she didn't dare to delay, so she hurried out in a hurry, but she didn't want to meet Yulan Qiong in the garden.

An Ning was sealed and the princess was sealed, Yulan Qiong knew, looking at Lin Shuo like burning her eyebrows in the past two days, Bai Xiyu was even more anxious The corners of her mouth bubbled, she felt extremely happy, and the evil breath that she had held for a long time could finally be sprinkled.

She wrapped around the lotus leaf, asking questions slowly, the lotus leaf was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, Yulanqiong glanced at the guards she was ambushing in the shadows, and there was a cold chill in her eyes.

Lotus Ye really didn't want to talk about it, so she hurriedly gave a salute, turned around to leave, and suddenly heard a "touch" sound, there was a huge pain above her head, someone sneaked up on her from behind, she stumbled, her eyes gradually blurred, and the moment she completely fainted, Yulan Qiong's hideous face was imprinted in her eyes.

"Let Duan Zhijun escort you, do you think it's beautiful," Yulanqiong flipped out the note on the lotus leaf and sneered: "I said, as long as I'm not happy, none of you people in Duanwangfu should think about it." She smiled darkly, raised her fingers, and tore the note to shreds little by little.

"Xiangzhi, first throw the lotus leaves into the firewood house, and after two days, sell her far away, and don't think of it in the mountains for the rest of your life! Yulan Qiong laughed wildly.

An Ning waited until the child, but she didn't see the lotus leaf come back, maybe something was delayed, she thought, but her heart became uneasy, she simply packed a burden, leaned on the edge of the bed, and fell asleep for a while.

It was still dark, and An Ning was woken up by Bai Xiyu, urging her to leave quickly. She cried goodbye to her father, took the waist card to leave the city, and headed towards the east gate with two guards.

In the inn in Pizhou, Feng San was finally completely sober, and he didn't bother to change into the ragged clothes, the stubble full of chin, and thanked Qianshan Twilight in a sloppy manner, turned around and left.

"Stop!" Lin Yunmo snorted coldly, "You're the one who thanked you for helping you like that?" he looked at Qianshan Twilight, his eyes full of banter.

"Then how do you want me to thank you? I, Feng San, am almost nothing but drinking!" Feng San said with a hippie smile spread out his two hands.

Qianshan said meaningfully: "If you really want to thank me, how about killing someone for me?"

Feng San hesitated for a moment and scratched his scalp: "I don't know who the girl wants to kill?"

"Tianyu Kingdom, Protector General, Zhou Chen!" Qianshan Twilight stared at Feng San tightly, and said word by word very clearly.

Feng San's face changed, and then he casually made a look of embarrassment: "This, this, it's very difficult!"

Lin Yunmo sat on the side, drinking tea leisurely, looking like a good show!

Qianshan glanced at Feng San coldly, was silent for a moment, and suddenly shouted, "Zhou Chen!"

"Hey, ah..." Feng San subconsciously agreed, and then realized that he had been fooled.