After wearing the book, I became the general's writer Bai Yueguang

Chapter 96 "The tear mole... is fake."

Is this a fight with her?
That's right, that day when she was stabbed by Nanyue and she was lying on the bed furiously, Ji Yunyuan used to disdain her as a princess, but now that she has come to Jiankang, why can't she find a chance to regain her prestige?

He Mucheng hooked the corners of his lips, "Your Highness, I have a curse on me, and I can only salute the mother of a country or the mother of a country in the future."

Speaking of this, she respectfully blessed Yu Wenjun.

After getting up, she turned her head to look at Princess Lingxiang again, "If I salute you, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. If you don't believe me, let's try?"

"Presumptuous!" Sima Ling raised his arms and was about to approach.

He Musheng counted the world, and quietly exchanged an anesthesia gun from the system. Just as Sima Ling approached, she pulled the trigger, and then said loudly, "I met Ling Xianggong..."

Before the word "Master" could be uttered, Sima Ling suddenly fell to the ground, unconscious.

He Musheng put the anesthesia gun back into the system storage box, then shrugged, "I reminded you."

Yu Wenjun's face turned pale, and he said anxiously, "Hurry up, the doctor..."

He Mucheng smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Your Royal Highness, this kind of situation is very common, and she will wake up in two hours, and her life will not be in danger."

"You...you really..." Yu Wenjun had never seen this posture before, so he didn't know how to ask for a while.

Discussions were going on all around, when they heard an announcement from outside the courtyard, "A Zhi of the Wen family, A Yan of the Nan family, the prince is here to invite you."

The other party stepped into the courtyard, seeing Princess Lingxiang who was lying on the ground, and was stunned for a moment.

Yu Wenjun sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "Help me carry her to the couch, copy the Buddhist scriptures while waiting for her to wake up, and keep this matter quiet."

He Mucheng thought, this Yu Wenjun can be considered calm, His Majesty is lingering on the sick bed, even though she is a crown princess, she can be regarded as the actual mother of the country, and he was named by Sima Shao to help her, how about this matter pursue?
Seeing that everyone surrounded Sima Ling and walked into the cabinet, Yu Wenjun said to Bei Zhi with a cold face, "Go, if it's not early after the end, you don't have to come here."

As soon as the two of them left, He Musheng heard someone remind Yu Wenjun from behind him, "His Royal Highness, please calm down, this Nanshi Ayan is notoriously casual in her actions, and it hasn't been a day or two since she broke the rules. If you are so used to it, sooner or later you will reap it!"

Hearing this sentence, she turned back and poked her head out towards the courtyard door, "Talkers behind their backs will be rewarded!"

The other party shuddered, turned around and hid in the room.

He Musheng winked at Yu Wenjun slyly, and then disappeared at the end of the corridor with nine turns and eighteen turns.

The two soon arrived at Sima Shao's residence.

At this moment, the servant stretched out his arm to He Mucheng, "Ah Yan of the Nan family, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has explained that there is only Ah Zhi of the Wen family."

Bei Zhi's face turned pale!
He Mucheng gave her a comforting smile, patted her on the shoulder and said, "It's nothing, His Royal Highness is a gentleman."

Bei Zhi slowly calmed down, and entered the hall with small steps.

The moment the door was closed, the young servant pointed to the side hall and said, "Nanshi Ayan, the crown prince has told you that you are not allowed to leave until Shisanlang Xie arrives."

He Musheng nodded suspiciously, and walked into the side hall under the guidance of the servant.

The door behind her was closed, she looked around, and at this glance, she found that the side hall and the main hall were connected!

Beizhi's voice came not far away, she followed the sound and went, and then saw a huge screen not far away.

And through the gap in the screen, one could see Sima Shao and Bei Zhi's every move.

Was this deliberately arranged by Sima Shao?

She slowly stood still behind the screen, and heard Bei Zhi kneeling on the ground, nonuo said, "His Royal Highness is looking for a courtier, why?"

Sima Shao was sitting on the high platform, surrounded by the incense burner at the corner of the table, and the pleasant smell of ambergris permeated the hall, making him look extremely graceful and noble.

Slowly, he got up, like stars holding the moon, and slowly walked down the high platform.

When Bei Zhi heard the sound, she raised her face in panic.

"Azhi Wen, your father is far away from Jiankang now. He knows that if he keeps you, he will be reviled by thousands of people, but he still doesn't care about your life. Your father is a ruthless person. If you stay in Wen's house, you can still live go down?"

Sima Shao stood still in front of Beizhi, his eyes were deep and deep, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"I have a marriage contract with Shisanlang of the Xie family." Bei Zhi's voice was like a mosquito, but her words were firm.

Sima Shao sneered, "The Thirteenth Brother of the Xie family? Has the Xie family mentioned the marriage between the two of you now? Wen's Ah Zhi, if I remember correctly, you are already old enough, right?"

Bei Zhi was stabbed in the sore spot, and tried her best to calm her breath, "He will marry me..."

"He won't," Sima Shao stretched out his hand to pinch Beizhi's jaw, forcing her to look at him, "The Lord of Wuchang invaded Jiankang a year ago and allowed his subordinates to plunder all the noble families. Commander Xie, now that your father is relying on Duke Wuchang, even if Shisan Lang will marry you, Shang Shu Xie will not nod."

He Musheng could see clearly that Bei Zhi's tears flowed into Sima Shao's bright yellow sleeves like a broken thread.

But she still bit her lip stubbornly, and said word by word, "Even if Thirteen Lang can't marry me, I, Wen's Ah Zhi, will always be his woman."

As soon as these words came out, Sima Shao's expression darkened, he raised his hand and threw Bei Zhi aside.

The next moment, He Musheng saw Bei Zhi prostrate on the ground, and pulled out a gleaming dagger from his cuff!
"do not……"

Before she could speak, she saw a smoky blue figure rushing out from behind her!

In the blink of an eye, Bei Zhi's wrist was already pinned down.

Hao's wrist seemed to be in pain, Bei Zhi's five fingers loosened abruptly, and the dagger fell aside, sharp and glaring.

It's Xie Song!
He came just in time!

The screen fell to the ground, but Sima Shao turned around calmly, and smiled faintly at He Musheng who was stunned and somewhat at a loss, "You're right, your sister really can't stand the blow, I haven't said anything yet. When it got to the point, she was already thinking of committing suicide."

The moment Beizhi saw Xie Song, it was like a string stretched to the extreme broke suddenly, and then tears welled up in her eyes...

Because of Sima Shao's presence, she didn't dare to make a sound, so she could only bury her face in Xie Song's lapel, sobbing non-stop.

Xie Song tightened his arms, and comforted him helplessly, "A Zhi, be good, His Royal Highness is joking with you, don't cry, don't cry..."

He Musheng stepped forward, puzzled, "What does His Highness the Crown Prince mean this time?"

There was no emotion in Sima Shao's voice, "Ah Yan is so smart, how could he fail to guess?"

He Mucheng frowned.

That's right, Sima Shao wanted to play a play with Xie Song, and the key to this play was Bei Zhi, but Bei Zhi was too fragile, just being called by Sima Shao alone, she wanted to commit suicide, this play obviously couldn't Go on.

So, Sima Shao asked her to be his helper.

After thinking everything through, He Musheng finally asked the doubts in his heart, "But I heard that Beizhi is very similar to the Luoshen Yu Wenqing of His Royal Highness, could it be..."

Sima Shao twitched the corner of his mouth, "They are a bit similar, especially the tear mole on her left cheek, but their personalities are very different."

Ok?Mole of tears?Is it the tear mole that she deliberately designed for Bei Zhi in order to make Bei Zhi look difficult to be bullied?

He Mucheng smiled awkwardly, and said nonuo, "That tear mole...is fake."

(End of this chapter)