Chapter 87 Recognizing the Ancestors 1
It was late at night when the two returned to the general's mansion. When Yan'er saw them coming back, her anxious face immediately showed joy.
He Liancheng's face was as heavy as the bottom of a black pot, and the two reproachful eyes made people shudder.
"Father, drink tea!" Mo Qingcheng handed him a glass of water and smiled gently, feeling tender to the bone.
"What do you want me to say about you!" A trace of tenderness floated across He Liancheng's cold face and reached out to take the cup.
Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and smiled enchantingly. "You also know that it's a good thing done by Mo Qingwu and the fourth princess. This time they actually want to kill me. Of course, I want to show them some color!"
"These assassins are just ordered to act, and it won't help even if you solve them all!" He Liancheng was still blaming her for not being on the horse at that time.
"At least they dare not underestimate me!" Mo Qingcheng's thin lips opened gently, with a touch of beauty in his beautiful facial features and a touch of domineering in his gentleness!
He Liancheng shook her head helplessly and sighed. She was always so strong and stubborn!
"Bearby the way, how did you know I would go that way?" Mo Qingcheng looked at He Liancheng doubtfully.
"I went to Qiongzhuang from Ningrong Street to find you. The fourth princess said that you had gone back, but I didn't see your carriage on the way, so I guess you must take the Sishui Road, which is the nearest one left!" He Liancheng's eyebrows locked up, "Why don't you go to Ningrong Street?"
"We were walking on Ningrong Street. The road was blocked by two groups of trouble-provoking people, so we had to go to Sishui Street instead!" Mo Qingcheng said with his eyebrows bent, "Didn't you see it when you went there?"
"No!" He Liancheng shook his head, "What's wrong?"
"In the time from Ningrong Street to Qiongzhuang, there are almost 40 to 50 people in the combined time of the two groups, and it is impossible to gather in the time of half-pillar incense!" A cold light flashed in Mo Qingcheng's eyes, and the smile on his face froze in an instant, "It turns out that this is also designed by Mo Qingwu in advance!" I haven't seen you for a few days, and Mo Qingwu's mind has grown! However, from this assassination, it can also be seen that Mo Qingwu really has nothing to do about himself!
"Sometimes, I suspect that you are not from the Mo family!" He Liancheng hugged her and his eyes were full of heartache. "You are kind and smart. No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the sinister and vicious Mo family!"
Mo Qingcheng smiled and looked light, "My mother and I are like grandfather, but my mother is too simple to marry Mo Ruwen, an old bastard!"
"But I have to be glad that your mother gave birth to you!" He Liancheng looked down at Mo Qingcheng's erratic little face and picked her up with his arms: "Let your husband suppress your shock!"
Mo Qingcheng naturally understood what he meant. Yurun's face turned red and whispered, "I'm tired today. I want to rest early!"
"Madam thinks too much!" He Liancheng's thin lips raised slightly, with a gentle smile, but he looked extremely sexy. He called Yan'er and put Mo Qingcheng into **.
After a while, Yaner and several little maids came in with buckets and petals. It turned out that he had prepared a rose bath for himself.
Mo Qingcheng's heart was warm. He was always so careful and thoughtful that she felt full of love!
The two took a bath, hugged each other and slept, and had a good night!
The next day, Mo Qingcheng was awakened by the crackling rain. She got up without hurry and looked at the drizzle outside the window, but she was in a surprisingly good mood. After this rain, spring is coming, and she no longer needs to drag a heavy cotton-padded coat!
"Madam, the emperor announced that you will enter the palace immediately!" Yan'er suddenly ran in with a panicked face, and the sea in front of her forehead was still dripping water.
Mo Qingcheng's distant mountain-like eyebrows suddenly frowned. The last time the emperor summoned what he thought was about himself and Shen Mushu, I don't know what it was for this time! However, no matter what it is, since the emperor has opened his mouth, it will certainly not be a trivial matter.
"Take out my colorful dark flowers and clouds, and then immediately prepare the carriages and horses to enter the palace!" Mo Qingcheng ordered calmly, but he was still a little worried.
After simply washing at the fastest speed, Mo Qingcheng entered the palace in a carriage. Unlike last time, this time he didn't go to the imperial study but to the Golden Hall.
Entering the palace gate, Mo Qingcheng only saw the eunuch who held her breath and could not hear any noise of conversation. Somehow, Mo Qingcheng began to be nervous. If you ask why she was not afraid when she entered the palace for the first time, she could only say that she had just arrived in the world, careless and arrogant; but now, she will Worried about implicated by Grandpa, he will be afraid of being killed.
"Madam, please!" After going up the long steps, the eunuch who led the way stopped.
"Thank you, Grandpa!" Mo Qingcheng saluted slightly and walked towards the hall.
On the steps, under the bright plaque, the middle-aged man on the dragon chair was dressed in a yellow robe, full of vigor, but his eyes were full of fatigue. His Royal Highness stood in two rows of people in imperial uniforms. On the one hand, the emperor was led by the eldest prince Shen Muqi, and on the other hand, the minister led by his grandfather Li Mu. Mo Ruwen stood behind his grandfather, but He Liancheng stood next to his grandfather.
Mo Qingcheng glanced at him, and his heart was a little stable. He came back to his senses. He knelt down without hurry and said crisply, "Mo Qingcheng, the daughter of the emperor, is auspicious!" The voice was calm and calm, without trembling or at all.
The emperor smiled sideways and said to Mo Qingcheng, "Get up and reply!"
"Thank you, Emperor!" Mo Qingcheng slowly got up and retreated to Helian's side. Heliancheng glanced at her and gave her a reassuring smile.
"Have you ever seen this painting?" The emperor looked at the father-in-law beside him, and the father-in-law immediately came over with a picture scroll and handed it to Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Qingcheng opened it and saw a pair of golden jade girls painted on the grass. On the grassland full of mountains and flowers, a heroic man hugged the waist of a beautiful woman. The two * were * on the horse. The woman's eyes were affectionate and softly leaned against the man's arms. The man lowered his head slightly, and his eyes showed a faint tenderness, just a Mo Qingcheng recognized the painting, and the woman in the painting was her mother.
"When you return to the emperor, the people's daughter recognizes it! My mother also has an identical painting!" Mo Qingcheng looked at the emperor solemnly and didn't know what it meant.
Speaking of this painting, when Mo Qingcheng was very young, she saw it in the mother's room of the Prime Minister's mansion. Every time her mother returned to her mother's house, she always took out the painting and looked at it and cried. At that time, she was curious about the magic of this painting, which made her mother cry once she saw it!
"Well~" The emperor nodded slightly, "Do you recognize the man up there?"
"To the emperor, the people look familiar, but they can't recognize them!" Mo Qingcheng lowered his head and answered truthfully.
"So, your mother didn't tell you who the person in the painting was?"
"No!"
The man on the dragon chair frowned, glanced down, and said lightly, "Jingshanhou, Mo Taishi, what should I do now?"
Mo Qingcheng is confused. What's wrong with this painting about Marquis Jingshan? Even if the man in this painting is his mother's old knowledge, the angry one should be Mo Ruwen! What's more strange is that this is Mo's family's family affairs. How did they move to the court now?
"To the emperor, this painting was indeed made by Weichen and Li Wan in those years!" The speaker's eyes are bright, handsome and majestic, with Tsinghua elegance between his domineering eyebrows. He was wearing a four-group python-patterned dress and a string of blue and purple glazed jade cards around his waist. Although he was middle-aged, he was still handsome.
"Jingshanhou, even if this painting was painted by you and Waner together, it does not mean that Qingcheng is your daughter! Mo Ruwen narrowed his eyes, and there was only bottomless black in his eyes.
Mo Qingcheng frowned and his body was stiff. Why did he have a relationship with his car again? However, listening to what they mean, the man in the painting is the Marquis of Jingshan when he was young, and now the two are arguing about whose daughter they are. Mo Qingcheng looked up and saw that the person in the painting was indeed very similar to Jingshanhou. Although he was no longer young, the charm between his eyebrows was indelible.
At this time, the Marquis of Jingshan also looked this way. Mo Qingcheng looked at him and only felt that he was kind and amiable, which was completely contrary to the indifference of Mo Ruwen. Such a man with great combat achievements, virtue and glory, is worthy of his mother, but he doesn't know what the truth is!
"I know that Master Mo doesn't believe it, so I specially asked the emperor, princes and ministers to do a proof. If Qingcheng is my daughter, please raise your hand and allow me to include Qingcheng in the genealogy of Anjia!" An Hong's thick voice circled in the hall and kept rippled in the bottom of Mo Ruwen's heart.
For Mo Ruwen, not to mention that An Hong can't show evidence now, even if he shows evidence, he will not easily admit it. On the one hand, this is an ugly family, after all, his wife is pregnant with other people's children; on the other hand, although the Mo family and the Li family have long been separated, outsiders still think that the two families are dependent on each other. The Mo family is still a little dependent on the Li family. After all, the Mo family also climbed up with the Li family.
"In those years, Wan'er and I fell in love and asked for each other. We had reached the point of marriage and marriage. Prime Minister Li also agreed, but soon there was a war in the frontier. I had to temporarily give up Wan'er and go to the battlefield. Before leaving, she promised me that the day of my victory was the day of our marriage, but as soon as I went, it was three. By the time I came back, Wan'er was already married. I mistakenly thought that Wan'er was unfaithful to me, frustrated, and cut off contact with her.
After getting married, in order to escape this relationship, I went to afar. Recently, I received a letter from Wan'er. It turned out that Wan'er was pregnant with our flesh and blood, but I didn't return for a long time, so she had to marry Master Mo. In the letter, she said that she could no longer protect Qingcheng and told me to take good care of Qingcheng and let her recognize it. Return to the ancestors!"
An Hong kept looking at Mo Qingcheng when he said this, and his eyes were full of guilt and heartache. As soon as he came back, he inquired about the news of Qingcheng. After Qingcheng was retired by King Wen, Mo Ruwen not only did not comfort her, but instead condoned Liu Qing and Mo Qingwu to drive Qingcheng out. Mo Ruwen still treated Qingcheng like this. Wan'er's life must be even worse. Wan'er is kind and quiet and unwilling to argue with others, even if she is wronged, she will not Say it.