Chapter 224 Trick 1

As soon as the words fell, Changsun Mo, dressed in a crimson brocade robe, came in. Luo'er's eyes drew a trace of grimness, and the hand covering her head with a little force, and the wound became more and more bleeding.

Changsun Mo had a black face and didn't look at Dongling Xingluo's eyes. He walked over and picked up Luo Er, who was kneeling on the ground, and walked out without saying a word.

Dongling Xingluo was so angry that she hurriedly walked down from the couch and stopped Changsun Mo's way. She hummed angrily, "Changsun Mo, what do you mean?"

Changsun Mo was almost crazy by the woman in front of him. He looked at her coldly and said, "Shut up, are all the women in the Western Regions so unruly? You can also call my name?"

Dongling Xingluo was yelled at by Changsun Mo. Not only was she not afraid, but she was even more angry. She crossed her waist and said, "Changsun Mo, what do you mean? You are just a commoner, and your biological mother is still a cheap maidservant. My mother is the empress dowager of the Western Regions. What kind of green onion are you? How dare you show off your power in front of me? You don't I'm afraid that I'll tell my brother and let him deal with you..."

What Changsun Mo hates most in his life is that others talk about his origin. Now he is insulted like this by a small princess, which is simply unbearable.

Thinking of this, Changsun Mo waved his hand without scruples and slapped Dongling Xingluo's face, who was still chattering.

Changsun Mo's palm used ten times of strength to make Dongling Xingluo stand unsteadily and fall to the ground. When Luo Er saw it, she was very relieved, but if Changsun Mo completely rejected Dongling Xingluo, he must add another fire by himself.

Thinking of this, Luo Er squatted down to help Dongling wake up, "Princess, princess, are you all right..."

Dongling Xingluo was slapped with this powerful force and felt that the teeth in her mouth were a little loose. Now when she saw Luo'er still pretending to care, she didn't want to think about it, and her backhand was a slap, hitting Luo'er's face fiercely.

Luo Er had already expected it, so she was slapped firmly and fell back like duckweed.

The eldest grandson Mo hurriedly caught Luo Er's body and helped her up and said, "Well, are you okay?"

Luo'er shook her head, "Prince, the princess didn't mean it. It's not good for Luo'er..."

Changsun Mo's anger was even more angry. He kicked Dongling Xingluo. Seeing this scene, several maidservants around Dongling Xingluo were coming forward to help, and the bodyguard behind Changsun Mo came forward to stop them.

Changsun Mo snorted coldly, "The princess of a small country has been benevolent and righteous to allow you the seat of a concubine, but you still think highly of yourself like this. It's simply too arrogant."

After saying that, he said to the people around him: "All the close maids beside the princess are pulled down and killed. This kind of slave who stays with him can only instigate the master to make trouble."

Dongling Xingluo hurriedly wanted to refute, but saw Changsun Mo saying to her: "Go and invite the king here, and she will take care of the princess in the future."

After saying that, he turned around and left with Luo Er.

Several maids brought by Dongling Xingluo from the Western Regions are all armed with martial arts. Now they are all killed by canes. I'm afraid there is no hope in the future.

It's strange to say that this man can really calm down a lot when he comes to the critical moment. As soon as Dongling Xingluo heard Changsun Mo's words, he immediately realized that he had completely lost now. He was alone in the north. The few martial arts slaves around him were the closest people. If even they left him, then I'm afraid it will be more difficult in the future.

Thinking of this, Dongling Xingluo hurriedly knelt down and said, "It's my concubine's wrong, it's my concubine's wrongness. Please forgive the concubine's several maidservant."

Changsun Mo looked coldly at Dongling Xingluo kneeling on the ground and said, "Do you really know it's wrong?"

Dongling Xingluo didn't care about anything else and nodded hurriedly.

Changsun Mo looked at it and didn't want to go too far. He had to take care of her identity anyway, so he waved and said, "Well, since you know you're wrong, I'll forgive you for the time being. If you do it again, I can't forgive you."

After saying that, he helped Luo Er and went out. Several maids came forward to help Dongling Xingluo and helped her to lie down. Dongling Xingluo was stunned and said to Mu Xi, "Go and prepare paper and pen for me. I want to repair a book for my royal brother."

Mu Xi nodded and went to get the paper and pen. Dongling Xingluoqi wrote a few lines and leaned down to the window to see. Sure enough, Changsun Mo was afraid that she would communicate with the royal family of the Western Regions and had sent several people outside.

Dongling Xingluo gritted her teeth and went to ** to sit. Muxi fed water to wash her face. Dongling Xingluo said angrily, "If it hadn't been for Xia Mengning, I would have been a concubine now. How can I suffer from this anger..."

Mu Xi took a hot towel to wipe Dongling Xingluo's face and comfortedly said, "Princess, don't be angry. In the evening, I will send this credit carrier pigeon to the king. If the king knows it, he will definitely help you vent his anger."

Dongling Xingluo nodded and said, "And that damn Luoer, who looks charming, makes me have a headache. When I get the power, I will definitely dig out all her eyes."

At night, a little snow-white pigeon flew from the backyard of the prince's mansion and flew away with its wings.

The refugee house is under construction. In the past few days, large families are serving porridge every day in the capital. For a while, the emotions of these refugees have been appeased, and there is no big noise.

Originally, Changsun Mo took the lead in serving porridge, and because he was the first one to serve porridge, he was greatly appreciated by the emperor.

However, with the increasing number of people serving porridge in the capital these days, Changsun Mo could no longer get any benefits in front of the emperor. In addition, Xia Mengning handed over all the profits of the shop to the treasury. For a time, the refugees in the capital shouted that the most kind person was the Prime Minister's Mansion, without Changsun Mo at the beginning.

Changsun Mo sat behind the desk, frowned and said, "Can porridge continue today?"

The little man nodded hurriedly, and the eldest grandson Mo asked again, "What about the Prime Minister's mansion?"

The little man hurriedly said, "When I went back to the prince, it was said that the third lady personally served porridge at the gate of the prime minister's house, and it was a good medicinal porridge. The refugees all went to the prime minister's house."

'Bum!' Hearing this, Changsun Mo suddenly threw the book in his hand far away. He stood up and said angrily, "It's ridiculous. This is specially against us."

The little man knelt on the ground and dared not make a sound. At this time, a man came in outside the door and said, "Prince, don't worry. She has a good plan. We have a wall ladder."

When Changsun Mo saw the person coming, he hurriedly said respectfully, "Mr. Jue is here." He turned his head and said to the little man kneeling on the ground, "Why don't you make tea quickly?"

The little man stood up in a hurry and went out in a hurry. The eldest grandson stretched out his hand and said, "Didn't Mr. Jue go to travel around the world? Why did he come back at this time?"

It is the long-time military division of Changsun Mo who is called Mr. Jue, the winner.

Jue Yingzi is a middle-aged man with a sense of immortality. He has been with Changsun Mo for several years and has always been a staff member who has been planning for Changsun Mo.

Changsun Mo is very confident and very dependent on the winner. Now it is the time when he is worried, and he puts all his hopes on the winner.

"Sir, please sit down." Changsun Mo respectfully reached out and invited Jue Yingzi to one side of the seat, and he also sat down on the other side.

The little man brought tea, and Changsun Mo said politely, "Sir, please use tea."

The winner nodded and took a sip of tea: "Is the prince worried about the recent refugees in the capital?"

Changsun Mo nodded, "Your husband is well-informed and must have known that the third lady of the Prime Minister's mansion donated all the benefits to the court. Her father made her a second-grade princess, and she had a marriage contract with Changsun Yun, which is undoubtedly increasing the bargaining chip for Changsun Yun to inherit the throne."

Jue Yingzi reached out and stroked the beard on his chin and nodded, "The prince, don't worry. This matter is a small matter. If she can do it well, we will make her bad. She is now a great bodhisattva in the eyes of refugees. We can stir it up and make her reputation plummet."

Changsun Mo listened and said, "But Xia Mengning is quite calculating. I have tried several times. She is so defensive that she can't do it at all."

The winner shook his head with a smile and said, "The prince has to put down all this and die before he can come up with a better way."

With that, he dipped his hands in tea and gently wrote two words on the table. Changsun Mo looked at it. First, he was puzzled, and then he understood it. He looked at Jue Yingzi and laughed.

A few days later, the long-awaited people from Dongling Xingluo came to the prince's mansion. When Changsun Mo was in the house, he saw the close-fitting little man come in and said, "Princes, the king of the Western Regions was afraid that the princess would miss his hometown, so he specially sent four juggling singers that the princess liked very much from the Western Regions to help the princess."

Changsun Mo frowned and was a little angry. He was already married and always showed his identity as a princess. Is this showing off his power in disguise?

Although he felt uncomfortable, he knew that nothing could go wrong now, and he could no longer lose face in front of the emperor, so the eldest grandson Mo endured and said, "That's right."

The little boy went down, and Luo Er leaned his water snake-like waist and said, "Isn't the prince worried?"

Changsun Mo smiled contemptuously, "What am I worried about? She is just a princess of a small country. No matter how much she can toss, she still want to escape from the palm of my hand?

Luo Er smiled and said, "Your Royal, I don't know if I should talk about something about it?"

Changsun Mo asked, "But it's okay to say it."

Luo Er smiled, as if she was infinitely shy. "Yesterday, my concubine felt uncomfortable and asked the doctor to see it. The doctor said that my concubine had been pregnant for more than a month."

Changsun Mo is overjoyed. Although he has several beautiful concubines, he has never had children. Now he is the most powerful of the princes, and he still has children first, so he is one step closer to the throne.

Changsun Mo thought of this and couldn't help but be overjoyed. "Okay, I'm so happy. If you can give birth to a son safely, I will take you as a side concubine."

Luo Er was ecstatic, but she still tried her best to restrain her mind and said, "Prince Xie."