Chapter 50 The girl Biyu wants to be a phoenix, and the child kicks and hurts in a warm voice

The girl Bi sul wants to be a phoenix, and the child kicks in pain in a warm voice.

The spectators don't talk about the people in the play, but their nature is good and worry.

Listening to Feifei's words, Bai'er leaned on Lv'er's shoulder sadly and couldn't help crying. Seeing this, Feifei felt that she had said something wrong and stood up. "Did I say something wrong?" I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

Hearing this, Bai'er shook her head and said, "It's none of Miss Feifei's business. It's Bai'er who feels sad and feels sad for the Empress." Suddenly, Bai'er thought of something and raised her head, "Lv'er, didn't you kneel in front of the bedroom under Yuanhui Palace and then disappear at that time in order to save the Empress? How could he be killed by Wen Er because he broke the vase?

Lv'er smiled bitterly, looked at Feifei with a curious face, and then looked at Bai'er. "That day, I knelt in front of the bedroom and begged Your Highness to save me. Then Xi'er came over and took me away and locked me into the firewood room. Later, Wen'er asked me to pour tea for her. Xi'er deliberately stretched out one foot and tripped me, and it was as it is now. In fact, when I was on the chaotic grave, I clearly remembered that the King of Chen took me away, but I don't know why I was already in the Lord's Mansion when I woke up. I don't remember the rest very clearly.

Bai Er wanted to say something else, but Feifei interrupted, "Why do you all have something to do with that Wen'er? Who the hell is that Wen'er? It's so bad."

Hearing this, Bai'er and Lu'er looked at each other with a wry smile, and Bai'er looked at Feifei, "Miss Feifei, Wen'er is the side concubine of the prince of the Jin Kingdom, she..."

Before Bai'er finished speaking, Feifei opened her mouth exaggeratedly, "Oh... It's her. It turned out to be so bad that she not only hurt our young lady, but also hurt you like this. It's really abominable. If it falls into the hands of my flower girl, I will definitely break her, corpse, ten thousand, paragraph! Uh-huh!"

"Flower girl?"

Seeing Bai'er's doubts, Lv'er smiled and said, "She is sent by the abbot."

"Yes, yes, my name is Hua Niang, but I can only call Drunken Feifei in a short time." With that, he rudely cut his nose with his fingers and then flicked everywhere.

Bai'er and Lv'er look at each other in con'ssinu. The two maids couldn't help thinking that if their maiden was like this, they didn't know how many people would be intimidated.

At this time, Xiao Guizi rushed to the royal tomb with the feng shui master. Looking around Yin Shen, Xiao Guizi got goose bumps and rubbed his arms to let the bodyguard carefully dig the grave. "Be careful of the miscellaneous family. This is the tomb of the princess. Today it is..."

Before the little Guizi finished speaking, Chu Zhaochen came over with the bodyguard and only heard Chu Zhaochen shouting, "What are you dog slaves doing?"

Xiao Guizi hurried over and said respectfully, "I've met the prince." He shouted at the guards who stopped behind him, "Dig quickly. This is the order of His Royal Highness." With that, he looked at Chu Zhaochen respectfully.

"Your Highness the Prince? Can His Royal Highness dig the grave casually?" Chu Zhaochen raised his hand angrily, and the bodyguard behind him obeyed and fought with the guards. "Little noble son, don't forget that this is the royal mausoleum. Do you have any certificate to prove that the Prince ordered you to do it?"

Xiao Guizi saw that the guards he brought were at a disadvantage, "All stop. Your Royal Highness, I'm just following orders. Don't be sorry for the slaves. You say yes!"

"The slave? Oh!" Chu Zhaochen looked at the bodyguards who were subdued by his men and kneeling on the ground, and then walked over to the little Guizi behind him and said, "The little Guizi seems to live a comfortable life in the palace so well that he forgets what he is. A slave? It seems to me that you are more like my master!"

Xiao Guizi knelt down with a frightened face. "I'm afraid. I'm just ordered to act, my lord."

"Act according to the order? What about the voucher?

"It's Your Highness's oracle."

"The oracle!" With that, Chu Zhaochen suddenly turned around and roared loudly at the kneeling little noble son, "I still think that your little noble son is a fake oracle of the prince, trying to steal the property in the tomb. Come on."

"I'm here."

Chu Zhaochen ignored Xiao Guizi's scared expression and shouted, "I am wronged, I am wronged..." He looked directly at his kneeling subordinates, "Concarry Xiao Guizi to the prison, and then he will fall down."

"Yes!" Speaking of grabbing Xiao Guizi with a blank face, Xiao Guizi cried loudly, "Your Majesty, please spare my life... I have really obeyed the words of His Royal Highness..." Chu Zhaochen sneered at Xiao Guizi who was dragged down and shouted that he was wronged. Listening to Xiao Guizi's voice getting smaller and less, Chu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows. Looking at the guards who knelt on the ground behind them and looked frightened.

"The slaves just follow orders, it's none of their business!"

Chu Zhaochen looked at his bodyguard, and then turned around and stopped watching them walk out of the imperial mausoleum. Behind him, he only heard a scream and the sound of repairing the tomb.

As soon as Chu Zhaochen walked out of the imperial mausoleum, he shuttled through this road countless times without expression. Chi Mo, you owe me another favor, don't you? I will never let the news that you are not dead. I will marry the king's princess in a glorious and decent manner. Humph! He returned home with a sneer, leaving a purple back.

The next day.

A group of people left the inn and continued to rush to the Tianfo Temple. No one knows when the child in Wen'er's belly will be born. In order to give birth to a prince in the Tianfo Temple, Wen'er is the most urgent person to speed up the journey.

Several people sitting in the carriage were very quiet. They looked at Chu Zhaoran, who cared for Wen Er indifferently, and closed their eyes with the faintness that had fallen asleep in their arms and no longer looked.

On the contrary, Leng Ye looked at Wuqi from time to time and was caught by Pan Ranmu beside him. Pan Ranmu approached Leng Ye and whispered, "What is the prince looking at?"

After being disturbed by Pan Ranmu, Leng Ye found that his behavior was a little inappropriate, so he lowered his head awkwardly and thought about things quietly.

Seeing that Leng Ye did not answer, the boring Pan Ranmu did not continue to ask, and began to play with the bouncing salty joke.

It seems that everyone has become very quiet along the way, and even the surroundings are extremely quiet. I don't know whether the carriage is driving fast or the Tianfo Temple is not far away, and I soon feel the Tianfo Temple.

Because it was a disguise, no one recognized the identity of this group of excellent men and women, but the women who went up the mountain to enter the fragrance were shy and looked at the outstanding men and women in front of them shyly.

As he got off the carriage, Chu Zhaoran helped Wen Er get out of the carriage. The abbot and others waited for a long time to hold each other with their respectful fingers, "Amitabha. I've seen..."

Before waiting for the abbot and others to salute, Chu Zhaoran said, "Don't attract attention. I'm in disguise now."

"Yes! The benefactor, please come with the monk. With that, he personally led Chu Zhaoran into the backyard.

No one noticed that a beautiful and lovely woman and a clever maid not far away followed Chu Zhaoran closely and walked in.

I only heard the maid around me say, "Miss, why don't you go up?"

The woman said shyly, "Didn't you see what Your Highness just said? They are now in disguise, that is to say, they don't want anyone to know their identity. Let's just go to the backyard.

"So that's it! The young lady is still thoughtful." With that, he walked in the direction of Chu Zhaoran with his daughter.

As soon as he entered the Zen room, Chu Zhaoran carefully let Wen'er sit down and let Wen'er snuggle in Chu Zhaoran's arms shyly. Seeing this, Pan Ranmu sat down by the chair with a contemptuous face. Leng Ye looked at Wuxi holding the sleeping and gently placed **.

At this time, a little monk came in. The other party's father-in-law whispered and stood aside. The abbot nodded to Chu Zhaoran, "Amitabha, a girl asked to see the prince and the concubine."

"Girl?" Chu Zhaoran looked at Wen Er, who was also confused, doubtfully. Wen Er couldn't help thinking that it would not be...

Before Wen Er thought about Chu Zhaoran, he said, "Let her in!"

I saw the woman come in shyly just now. Everyone looked at the woman with a curious face. The woman respectfully knelt down in front of Chu Zhaoran. "The minister Yan Bifei has seen His Royal Highness the Prince, the side concubine, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."

"Yan Bi Sulfur? Yan Bisui, the daughter of Prime Minister Yan. Chu Zhaoran said with a little excitement, which made Wen'er's smile a little unbearable.

Hearing the prince, His Royal Highness seemed to remember that he raised his beautiful face, "It's the minister."

Hearing this, Chu Zhaoran got up and helped up Bifei, "It's been a long time since I haven't seen you. You're so old. Why are you here? How do you know I'm here? How many years has it been, haha..."

Hearing this, Biyu covered his mouth and smiled shyly, and then said, "Your Highness asked so many questions at once. Which one should Biyu answer first?"

"Ah! I'm so excited." With that, he turned around and sat next to Wen'er. "Wen'er, she's my playmate since childhood, Yan Bifei. Later, somehow she didn't go to the palace again. I also came to you and told me what's going on?"

Yan Bi-sui, who didn't see Wen's unhappy expression, said happily, "That year, it was Bi-Sul who didn't play the piano and calligraphy well. Dad sent Bi-Sul to the plum blossom nunnery near the Tianfo Temple to practice. Today, Bi-Sui thought it was a good day to take Zhong'er around him to the Tianfo Temple to enter the fragrance. He didn't want to meet His Royal Highness. Originally, Biqi did not dare to confirm, but Biqi heard what His Highness just said at the door, so Biqi dared to decide that it was Your Highness.

"So that's it. How about these years?"

"Bixiu has been dedicated to practicing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his life is quite comfortable."

Hearing what Chu Zhaoran wanted to say, Wen Er said unhappily, "It's like this. I saw it. You can retreat!"

Yan Biyu couldn't help looking at Chu Zhaoran with a stunned face. Chu Zhaoran said happily, "Wen Er, she is my good friend Yan Biyu. Why did you let her go?"

I don't want Wen Er to shout at this time, "Ouch..."

Chu Zhaoran was so scared that he didn't know what to do. "Wen Er, Wen Er, what's wrong with you?"

"My concubine has a stomachache... I guess our emperor doesn't like this girl!"

Hearing this, Yan Biyu couldn't help but say goodbye with a red and white face, and Chu Zhaoran did not stop him any more.

As soon as he walked out of the Zen room, Yan Bixiong looked unhappily at Zhong'er, who was worried about him. "Zhong'er, the side concubine doesn't like me."

"What's wrong with her that she doesn't like you? As long as Your Highness likes you. Didn't the master say that this back seat is yours. She, a brothel woman, still wants to be a queen, hum!"

Looking at the words of Zhong'er, Yan Bi-sui, who is kind in nature, turned to look at the door of the Zen room. Queen, is it okay for Dad to do this?

Chapter 50 *End