On the way to escape, I found a big boss’s mother

Chapter 20 Vicious Female Supporting
The Chu Mansion was very happy and held a flowing banquet all day long. Many people in Kyoto thought of Master Chu's merits and sent congratulatory gifts, especially to see Master Chu's long-lost sister.

It wasn't until midnight that people dispersed. Jin Chu and Cai Yi crowded in Chu Li's room. After seeing the emperor's reward, they talked to Chu Li.

"Remember, I am the folk princess Chu Yan now, don't make a mistake!"

"You changed your identity very quickly, from Master Chu to a princess all of a sudden. I'm still a little uncomfortable with it."

Caiyi threw a grape into her mouth. This was a rose grape as a tribute from the Western Regions. It had thin skin, tender flesh, juicy and sweet taste, and a faint fragrance of rose. It was cold and cold. I am afraid that not even the empress in the palace had it. It can be seen that The emperor's preference for Chu Yan.

"Dad, I will change my name to your mother from now on."

Jinchu laughed so much that his cheeks hurt, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and hugged Chu Li's arm to act coquettishly.

She smelled Daddy again... No!My mother has a faint cold fragrance. Someone will support her in the future. Let’s see if Ninth Princess and Shang Moqian still dare to cause trouble for her!
She is not a disaster star, she is obviously a little A Li who can bring good luck to others.

"Beware of Qin Xuan!" Jun Yan opened the door and brought in a gust of cold wind.

Wearing a long black gown, a cape made of fine fox fur, and a mysterious fox mask, he looked even more noble. Jinchu twitched the corner of his mouth and leaned closer to Chu Li.

"Master Chu, no, princess, I have a good deal!" Cai Yi gave Jun Yan a wink and cleared her throat.

Since the fourth prince stayed at Nanfeng Pavilion, he got a lot more business. Wanyan Qingan didn't need to do anything. Wherever he stopped, there was a golden sign.

"We haven't seen each other for a few years. Are you down and out?"

Caiyi looked careless and heartless, but she was the owner of the entire Yun Kingdom brothel, and the most important thing she needed was money.

"This is a hugely profitable business, you can only make a profit without losing any money! Do you still remember the book you wrote when you first arrived in Kyoto? There is an unfinished book called "The Little Wife Meets the Black-Hearted Man", and now someone is asking around and is willing to pay a high price to buy it copyright."

"Oh." Chu Li touched her nose. The script was not written by her, but by the time travel girl who was sleeping in her body. She was vomiting blood and plotting. Her soul was damaged and she fell into a deep sleep.

"Mom, Yi Xiu also likes to read the story books you wrote, and I beat him several times."

Jinchu was a child for the first two years and did not understand the contents of the storybook. She secretly hid a story and was turned over by Yixiu. The storybook was humorous and had ups and downs in the plot, which fascinated Yixiu.

"This one……"

"Write!"

Everyone turned their attention to Jun Yan, who did not eat the fireworks of the world. It was not that he would not eat anything. He loved to eat fish. It turned out that a person who was like an immortal could also read a storybook!
It was midwinter in the blink of an eye, and whether Wanyan Qiyue liked it or not, she still got married to Qin Xuan.

This winter was extremely cold, but the plum blossoms in the imperial garden were particularly brilliant, and the branches of one tree were blooming particularly well. Wanyan Qiyue stood on tiptoe and sniffed, heard footsteps behind her, turned her head, and saw a beauty.

Chu Yan was wearing a white light fur coat, with a golden walking stick hanging on her temples. Her cheeks were so red from the cold that she looked like a red plum covered with snow.

Wanyan Zong walked parallel to her, and the Grand Master followed closely behind.

Wanyan Qiyue was stunned for a moment. Her father seemed to be very interested in this princess of unknown origin. She had not seen the smile on her face for a long time.

Originally, she was the most beautiful woman in Kyoto and her status was extremely valuable. But now——

Wanyan Qiyue raised her head and looked at the Star Picking Pavilion. She always thought that Jun Yan only loved peach blossoms.Her father said that when she was about to be born, it was a time when the world was in chaos and princes were fighting for hegemony. On the day she was born, a spectacular scene of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix appeared in the Kyoto of Yun Kingdom.

Therefore, her fate was inherently different from others, at least, that was what her biological mother, Lan Xuan, thought. They had never thought about the baby girl who was thrown into the moat less than half an hour after she was born.

Her father taught her to respect herself, not to rely on men, and told her that women can hold up half the sky. But later, her father changed. He said with disgust that she did not follow the rules of his daughter's family, and asked her to kneel in the Buddhist hall and copy Buddhist scriptures.

Who would have thought that the majestic princess, the future empress of the Yun Kingdom, would beg for mercy for a man, even risking her own life, just to get that little bit of mercy, and would even be willing to sacrifice her own country.

But he only hates and hates himself!
There is no injustice, no reversal, and no vindication. Concubine Lan, the current queen of Yun Kingdom, is indeed so vicious that she is outrageous.

As soon as Lan Xuan knew she was pregnant, she began to pave the way. When hiring a murderer to kidnap the queen failed, she hatched a plan to kill the queen's biological daughter and use her own child to replace the predicted destined phoenix.

Because of her selfish character, Lan Xuan never felt that she was at fault, and kept saying that those who hindered her should deserve to die.

In Wanyan Qiyue's memory, Lan Xuan had always instilled hatred in her. She often said that the queen robbed Wanyan Zong, her childhood sweetheart, and that made her what she is today.

Seeing that Wanyan Qiyue ignored her, Lan Xuan grabbed her hair and said with a sullen face: "Are you still thinking about that bitch? You crawled out of my belly and have nothing to do with her!"

A handful of Wanyan Qiyue's hair was violently pulled off. She endured the pain and raised her lips with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't care about anyone anymore, because your blood is flowing in my body!"

Selfish and dirty blood!

Wanyan Qiyue's words made Lan Xuan loosen her grip slightly. While she was dazed, Wanyan Qiyue pushed her away and walked away.

In the past few years, Lan Xuan has been like an unstable lunatic, insisting on training Wanyan Qiyue to become a tool for her to vent her anger.

"This damn girl doesn't look like me at all! Qing'er, I want to take a bath!"

Since Lan Xuan was poisoned, her body has become extra delicate. She suddenly broke out in fragrant sweat. Qing'er trembled slightly and lowered her eyes.

Lan Xuan used not only fragrant soup to bathe, but also dozens of precious herbs, and the indispensable ingredient was the girl's blood!

Tonight, Qin Xuan held a grand banquet at the princess mansion, with fine wine and delicious food, and the light and shadow were dazzling.

The maids who were waiting for Wanyan Qiyue were kneeling in the snow outside the palace, blowing in the cold wind, waiting for their terrible fate.

Two of them were already crying silently. They knew in their hearts that if the princess was gone and fell into the hands of the prince-in-law, the end would be worse than death.

Qin Xuan was squeezing a beauty in his arms, and the corners of his mouth were curved, as if she was smiling: "She has beautiful handwriting, flowing and flowing, unique style, and her articles are better. Even when she is cursing, her words are gorgeous and exquisite. It’s amazing.”

"Prince-in-law, who are you talking about?"

The beauty is draped in light gauze, her graceful figure is looming, and every move she makes is charming.

Qin Xuan waved his hand, and Jiang Hua silently retreated. After a while, he presented a painting. The scroll was unfolded. On the painting was a dancing woman, with gold hairpin and gorgeous clothes, cloudy temples and snow-skinned skin. She had a slim figure, long sleeves flying, and the setting sun rolled behind her. The waves are like fire.

"This is not the eldest princess." The beauty felt that the person in the painting looked familiar. She glanced at Jiang Hua from the corner of her eyes, and Jiang Hua nodded slightly.

(End of this chapter)