Jin Niang sighed, stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, and said: "Madam, don't be too sad. King Zhennan is a stone that cannot be covered with heat. If it hadn't been twenty years, I should have given you a reputation."
Xu Lingshu smiled bitterly, "I know, but I just can't give in. I spent so much effort, but in the end I couldn't get anything. Why!"
"Didn't you see Ji Wenzhan's attitude towards me, as if I was his enemy... Oh, why not? It was me who caused his mother and son to separate, but if Hua Rou hadn't snatched the husband who was originally mine, I won’t do anything to her either. Who told her that her life is bad? She is still uncertain about her life and death. It’s really pitiful.”
After saying that, a coldness appeared on her face, and the anger in her eyes continued to pour out.
Jin Niang couldn't help but frown at the side, "There is something I don't know whether to say or not, it's about that Madam Lu, no, Princess Chen."
"Say." Xu Lingshu said coldly.
Jinniang said: "That day at the prince's birthday party, I saw Princess Chen and the prince standing together and whispering. When Princess Chen saw the prince, her eyes looked like she was looking at her lover. I guess, could they be together? "
She did not continue what she said next.
Xu Lingshu looked confused, "What do you mean?"
Jin Niang smiled, "Didn't I not want to see Princess Chen? She said that when she saw her, she would think of that person and then have nightmares? Once King Chen knew that Princess Chen was so indiscreet, he would definitely have no shame living in Zhennan Palace. .”
Xu Lingshu's eyes immediately lit up, "Yes, my cousin has been a little dissatisfied with King Chen in words these days, but he can't say it out loud and drive him away. In this way, I can not only help myself, but also help my cousin, killing two birds with one stone." !”
Jinniang hesitated and said, "Just by doing this, wouldn't it offend the prince?"
Xu Lingshu sneered, "Do you think I still need to offend him now? He has long hated me to the core. He is just a white-eyed wolf. Why should I care about his face!"
As she said that, she looked at Jin Niang and continued: "Jin Niang, you have been keeping an eye on Princess Chen these days. If you find anything, tell me immediately. As long as we have a thorough plan, we will definitely hit it with one hit!"
Jin Niang agreed, and both the master and the servant showed strange smiles.
…
Early the next morning, Mo Ze slept deeply until three o'clock in the morning before getting up. The laughter of three babies and Lu Qingtang could be heard outside the house.
When I walked out of the room, I saw a few of them making something in the kitchen, with Sumukoudan helping. The three babies did not cause any trouble, each squatting in the corner and playing with the dough in their hands.
Mo Zeshen stepped forward and put his arms around Lu Qingtang from behind, "What are you doing? It smells so good."
Lu Qingtang slapped his hand away with a look of disgust. Her head and face were covered with flour, leaving a mark every time she slapped it.
Mo Zeshen couldn't help but laugh, "I only saw you practicing medicine and saving people, but I didn't expect the princess to know how to cook."
At this time, Mo Mo picked up a dark cake and showed it to Mo Zeshen, "Dad, this is a shortbread made by Mo Mo."
Mo Ze stared deeply at the piece of cake, smiling so hard that his wounds hurt, "It's really good, Mo Mo's craftsmanship is really good."
At this time, Mo Yue also raised the black and flat cake in his hand, "Daddy, eat."
Mo Zeshen shook his head and said with a look of disgust, "Why don't you eat it yourself? Give it to mother."
Mo Yue shook her head, "Mom, your stomach will hurt if you eat it. You eat it."
Mo Zeshen: "..."
He smiled bitterly and said, "Your mother will have a stomachache, but I won't? Not only do I have a stomachache, but my heart aches even more. How could I do this to a daughter like you? It's so evil."
He shook his head, walked out of the kitchen and came to the courtyard, just in time to see Prince Zhennan and his son arriving.
He walked forward and smiled, "How come you have the time, Your Majesty? Did you smell the shortbread we were making?"
Ji Wuhen laughed, "That's natural, I have the sharpest nose."
Ji Wenzhan glanced in the direction of the kitchen and walked over. Mo Zeshen and Ji Wuhen were the only ones left in the courtyard.
The two of them walked under the pavilion together. Ji Wuhen glanced at Ji Wenzhan who was looking in from outside the kitchen and said, "Look at my son, who is in his twenties and still looks like he is doing nothing all day long. I can’t remember anything I say, only the food but not the fights.”
"Last night, I warned him a lot not to search your yard, but he broke into the house. Prince, please don't be angry. I have already given this boy a good beating. Yes, I promise there won’t be a next time.”
Mo Ze had a smile in his deep eyes, "It doesn't matter, the prince has good intentions. After all, it is for my safety."
Ji Wuhen sighed and said angrily: "The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Why did the assassin enter your residence and then disappear? It must be because he was dazzled. I'll have to ask the doctor to take care of him later." Show Zhan'er his eyes!"
Mo Zeshen was still smiling, pretending that he didn't care.
It is true that those who can achieve the position of King of Zhennan are not ordinary people. This Ji Wuhen appears to be kind and honest on the surface, but is extremely treacherous in his heart. It seems that it is better to be careful when dealing with him.
He smiled and asked again: "But speaking of which, did the assassin hurt the prince last night?"
Ji Wuhen shook his head and sneered, "He's just a young boy, I won't take him seriously. How powerful others think he is, but he's useless in my eyes!"
As he spoke, he stared at Mo Zeshen with a pair of majestic eyes.
Not to be outdone, Mo Zeshen looked directly at the opponent, "Great, then I wish the prince to catch the assassin as soon as possible."
The two looked at each other for a while, and Ji Wuhen suddenly burst into laughter, "Your Majesty, I have to ask you a favor for something."
"What's the matter?" Mo Zeshen asked.
Ji Wuhen stood up, put his arms around his back, and pressed his hand heavily on Mo Zeshen's wound. "Next year is your majesty's birthday, but I don't know what gift to give him. Please give me some advice." .”
Mo Ze felt the sharp pain coming from his back, and the hairs all over his body stood up in an instant.
But in order not to be exposed in front of Ji Wuhen, he endured the pain and replied: "Gifts are not precious at heart. My father and the prince are close friends. I think as long as it is given by the prince, my father will like it very much."
Ji Wuhen smiled and nodded, but still put his hand on Mo Zeshen's back.
Mo Ze gritted his teeth deeply and couldn't help but clenched his fists. When Ji Wuhen saw this, he immediately looked concerned, "What's wrong, Your Majesty? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Mo Zeshen's heart skipped a beat, and just when he was about to say something, he heard Lu Qingtang, whose hands were full of flour, walking out angrily.
She stepped forward and grabbed Mo Zeshen's arm, "Why don't you hurry up and take care of your son? He's leaving food everywhere!"
As she spoke, she winked at him, and Mo Zeshen understood immediately and walked quickly into the kitchen.
Ji Wuhen beside him had to let go of his hand, his face immediately turned cold, and he stared at Lu Qingtang.
