Chapter 2: Hugh
Nangong Shaoqian stepped down from the carriage, wearing a purple brocade dress and a purple gauze cover, which was very dazzling, and Mo Lan's favorite purple was worn on him, without the original luxury.
The look that seemed to be eating people made people even more disgusted, just like Qian Shuyu, who was kneeling in front of her and dressed in white, pretending to be noble.
Nangong Shaoqian roared, and Mo Lan knew why Qian Shuyu suddenly knelt down.
He hurriedly picked up Qian Shuyu, "Hurry up, don't be afraid, this prince will call the shots for you." β
Looking at her bloodshot and swollen face, a trace of disgust in her eyes was fully visible to Mo Lan.
Qian Shuyu wanted to smile bitterly, but she pulled her face and made her tremble in pain.
"Thank you, Fifth Prince. But don't worry about it, it should be that I did something wrong and annoyed Sister Mo. β
Nangong Shaoqian looked at her distressedly, turned his head to Mo Lan and said: "Bullying people like this, even if you are a concubine, your character is not as good as those young ladies who are concubines!" It's a waste that can't be cultivated, Shuyu pities you and makes friends with you, don't know what's wrong! β
Mo Ran was not happy, and came up with his waist crossed and shouted: "Fifth prince, which eye did you see my sister bullying her?" Obviously, she was a thief and knelt down by herself! β
Hearing this, Qian Shuyu made a gesture and knelt down again, dressed in white, with only a white hosta on his head, so pitiful.
Nangong Shaoqian suddenly grabbed her waist, "I want to make the family kneel down three times and twice, the tutor of Mofu, this prince has been taught!" β
"Tutors? First, I didn't let her kneel, she wanted to kneel herself, the fifth prince, you have a bad brain, and your ears are not good.
Second, in front of me, that is, your fiancΓ©e, you put your arms around Miss Qian, who has not left the cabinet, at the door of my house, and talked to me about tutoring?
Nangong Shaoqian, even if you don't want to marry me, you don't have to be in such a hurry, you don't care about the royal face and the reputation of the Qian family! β
Mo Lan's dark and deep eyes, glowing with a faint purple light, made the two of them breathless with a few words in succession.
Even if she is the only waste wood in Daxing that can't cultivate, it doesn't mean that he Nangong Shaoqian can be so unscrupulous.
What's more, this marriage was decided by the emperor as soon as she was born.
It's not her Mo Lan who shamelessly begged for it, not satisfied?
She was even more dissatisfied!
It's ironic to stage a deep and righteous drama here!
Qian Shuyu immediately broke free from Nangong Shaoqian's embrace. "It's all my fault, Fifth Prince, forget it, don't hurt my sister and me, I'd better go!"
"Stop, did I let you go?"
Mo Lan stopped Qian Shuyu, he couldn't kill her now, but from now on, let her dream slowly start to shatter!
You like to pretend to be weak and cute, don't you? Then satisfy you!
"Mo Lan!"
Nangong Shaoqian gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Lan, this waste is a stain on his life! He must find a way to withdraw from this marriage!
"Ran'er, go get me a pen and paper."
Mo Ran didn't know what she was going to do, so she ran to get it.
There are more and more people at the door of Mo's house, and many official carriages are parked, and it seems that they are all here to see the excitement.
I saw Mo Lan writing on the tray quickly, and the more Mo Ran looked, the wider his eyes opened.
After writing it, he put it in an envelope and threw it into Nangong Shaoqian's arms.
Looking at the big word Hugh Shu, Nangong Shaoqian's muscles burst out!
"Presumptuous!"
"When the first emperor issued an edict, he once said that as long as I don't want to, this family business will be invalid! Now, please leave with the letter of resignation. β
Nangong Shaoqian clenched his fists, wrapped in spiritual power, and wanted to kill Mo Lan, he had never suffered such a big insult!
Qian Shuyu didn't say a word at the moment, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he fell into Mo Lan's eyes, and the thoughts in his heart were exposed.
"Stop!"
A magnetic voice came from behind the crowd.
There was a carriage made of golden silk nanmu parked there, and even the windows and doors were made of spirit crystals, which was extravagant.
Seeing this, the onlookers knelt down and saluted.
"Qian'er, don't lose your royal bearing!"
Nangong Shaoqian exhaled and said to the carriage, "Yes, Uncle Huang." β
The carriage slowly left, and everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
Tearing up the book of resignation and throwing it on Mo Lan's face, the muscles on Nangong Shaoqian's face were twitching.
"Since you don't want to, go to the palace as soon as possible and make it clear to your father, this prince will not delay you to find another man!"
Mo Lan's eyes were cold, she hated this kind of person who insulted the woman's innocence after a shot and two scattered!
"Fifth prince, you should thank me, if it weren't for today, I wouldn't have known that you and Miss Qian were carrying me behind my back...... has been in love so far, rest assured, I will definitely enter the palace and make it clear to the emperor to fulfill you and Miss Qian! β
Mo Lan looked at Qian Shuyu and clenched her fists angrily, and smiled with satisfaction.
Qian Shuyu is just the concubine of the Qian family, and her mother is also the concubine of the Qin family, if it weren't for some cultivation talent, coupled with this charming man's skin, the five princes would be relentless to chase her, and she would not be able to move an inch in the Qian family!
However, Mo Lan didn't intend to let her go so easily, all her reputation and status would disappear, and only the endless dark purgatory would accompany her in the future!
"Humph! Count you as acquaintances! β
After Nangong Shaoqian finished speaking, he swaggered and hugged Qian Shuyu into his carriage.
Mo Ran stepped forward, took her hand and said, "Let's go, it's too late if you don't leave." β
On the carriage, Mo Ran approached her with a smile, "Sister, you are so amazing, you actually wrote a letter of resignation to Nangong Shaoqian!" His deflated appearance made me laugh to death, hahahaha! β
Pick up the handkerchief and carefully wipe the grease stains that her mouth was full of, and her eyes were full of tenderness.
In the autumn of the sixteenth year of Emperor Chen
Mo Ran and Lu were later assigned to the Seventh Prince as a concubine, because she had excellent cultivation talent, and once surpassed the genius girl of the Qin family.
On the day of the wedding, I didn't know where to go, and when Mo Lan found her, she was ragged, delirious, broken, and crazy.
Qian Shuyu, who married her on the same day, became the seventh princess, saying that it was to save royal face.
If it weren't for the day before the beheading, Qian Shuyu arrogantly tortured her, saying that she spent money to buy murder and insult Mo Ran, she didn't know why Mo Ran became like that.
Nangong Shaoqian naturally couldn't stand this humiliation, the person who was originally happy with him every day became his younger brother and sister, and the emperor also valued the Seventh Prince more and more.
So he simply secretly contacted Northern Xinjiang, sent a fine work to poison the emperor, and then forced the palace in an attempt to ascend the throne.
Nangong Yi, the king of Qi, the emperor's younger brother, was only twenty-three years old, led the army back to Beijing to kill the bloody road, supported the seventh prince as the crown prince, and was scheduled to ascend the throne the next year, and set up the regent to act as the agent of state affairs.
Qin Jixi, the daughter of the Qin family, played the prince, the Mo family collaborated with the enemy and treason, the king of Qi was poisoned and left Beijing at that time, and the prince was forced to temporarily detain the Mo family and wait for trial.
The Queen Mother issued an order in the middle of the night, and the Mo family was all over the house, and even the porter didn't let go.
"Sister, what do you want? So fascinating! β