Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 584
Princess Beijun glared at Concubine Tai, nonsense, you don't need to talk about these things, we all know very well that the old man can't even keep the evening festival, he is ashamed of the old King Xuan of Chu, he is not at home to reflect on himself, and even ran away Come here to pay homage to your husband, be careful of the old Chu Xuan Wang Quan, who will drag you to the underworld!

The concubine didn't know what the concubine of Beijun was thinking, so she glanced at the king of Beijun lightly, Ouyang Shaoling: "Have you thought of a countermeasure?"

"A good strategy needs to be thought out slowly and carefully planned before it can deal a fatal blow to the enemy!" A strategy that comes up casually has no lethality.

The concubine frowned and thought for a moment: "Actually, the matter is also very simple. Except for the fetus in Murong Yu's womb, when they are sad, they will relax their vigilance..."

"Mother-in-law, children are the yearning and hope of parents. If we kill Murong Yu's children, after a short period of pain, they will definitely fight back fiercely in order to avenge their children. Getting rid of them is not a simple matter..." The old woman's mother is very different. When the child dies, she knows that she is sad and useless!
"So, we need a thorough and perfect plan!" While removing the fetus in Murong Yu's womb, we must also prevent Ouyang Shaoxian from becoming king!

"Those beggars forced Murong Yu into the water. It wasn't accidental, but someone did it on purpose!" The concubine has been in charge of the inner court for many years. These small tricks cannot escape her eyes. If Murong Yu falls into the water, Ouyang Shaoxian will not When they arrived by chance, Murong Yu would be drowned in the lake. Once the beggars left, no one would know whether she accidentally fell into the water by herself or was forced down...

The concubine's eyes flickered sharply: "It seems that besides us, there are people who want Murong Yu and Ouyang Shaoxian to die!" up.

King Beijun frowned: "Even so, we can't place too much hope on others..." Ouyang Shaoxian is very smart and difficult to deal with. He designed the method of killing Murong Yu and Ouyang Shaoxian himself, and then blamed others , it's pretty good...

I only said that someone wanted to murder Murong Yu and Ouyang Shaoxian, and didn't intend to place hope on others. Why would he think so? The concubine was displeased and frowned, but she didn't say anything. Her eyes were on Ouyang Shaoling and Nangong Xueqing swept back and forth: "Shaoling, Xueqing, when will you give birth to a great-grandson for me?" If Shaoling and Xueqing were pregnant earlier, but Murong Yu and other wives and concubines were sterile for life, It is absolutely not Ouyang Shaoxian's turn to become King Xuan of Chu.

Ouyang Shaoling smiled lightly: "There is no rush for children, it depends on fate!"

Nangong Xueqing sneered inwardly, but she had a respectful look on her face: "Shaoling is right, everything depends on fate!" He didn't even have a concubine, so where did the child come from.

"It's true to say that, but you have to work harder!" The concubine smiled slightly, her tone amiable.

Ouyang Shaoling smiled slightly: "I'll go find out what's going on with Ouyang Shaoxian again!" Turning around, he walked out of the room.

"It's getting late, I'm going to pack up and get ready to go down the mountain!" Nangong Xueqing also left.

"Xueqing, I'll help you pack!" Princess Beijun also walked out. When they came, they didn't plan to stay. They didn't bring anything except worship supplies. There was nothing to pack at all. Concubine, she made an excuse and left.

"I'll go see my father again, and say goodbye to him!" The king of Beijun left, leaving the concubine again in the entire wing, with anger surging in her chest, her chest heaving unsteadily, and the bottom of her eyes burning with anger, as if she wanted to burn people to death: Damn , a family of five, and the other four are actually trying to stay away from themselves. I am getting older, and it is natural to want to hold a great-grandson. I have said nothing wrong and done nothing wrong. Why do they hate themselves so much...

After lunch, Murong Yu's complexion improved a lot. Outside, the sun was still shining brightly. Murong Yu gently tied Mosi into a bun, without any hair accessories, with her plain face up to the sky, without any makeup on, at a glance, she looked fresh , dusty, elegant.

"Go down the mountain, or you won't be able to return to Chuxuan Palace before dark!" Xiangguo Monastery came and went, and the people living there were very messy. It was not as strict as Chuxuan Palace. It is not wise to live here at night. Murong Yu is not afraid of death. , but did not want the unborn baby to be harmed.

"Okay, everything is up to you!" Ouyang Shaoxian hugged Murong Yu horizontally, and strode forward.

"What are you doing?" In the temple, not far away, passers-by in twos and threes walked by, Ouyang Shaoxian hugged her tightly, Murong Yu couldn't break free, so he had to ask.

"Go down the mountain!" Ouyang Shaoxian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a playful smile flashed in his eyes.

"You are not going to carry me down the mountain, are you?" Going up the mountain is easy, but going down is difficult. The mountain road is a bit steep, and it is difficult to go down the mountain alone, and it is even more difficult to hold someone else.

"Why not?" Ouyang Shaoxian didn't stop walking, and looked down at Murong Yu in his arms: "You are pregnant, it is uncomfortable to sit in a sedan chair, and you are too tired to walk. I will carry you down the mountain, which is the most suitable..."

"Aren't you tired of the ten-mile mountain road?" Murong Yu's cold eyes flashed doubts.

Ouyang Shaoxian smiled lightly: "For you and the baby, no matter what I do, I won't get tired!"

The sun was shining warmly, Ouyang Shaoxian walked into the sun with Murong Yu in his arms, and the long black hair in his arms gradually faded away with the flying of the sandalwood coat...

Ouyang Shaoling walked out from behind the tree, and stood where the two had just stopped, his deep eyes moved from the two to the sun in the sky, and in his slightly opened big hands, the green snowy hairpin reflected a little bit of bright light!

Royal Palace
"What? They're all dead?" Concubine Ye Gui sat in the inner room, and the guards could feel her overwhelming anger through the curtain.

"When the beggars killed Murong Yu, Ouyang Shaoxian arrived at the same time, so they all missed and committed suicide..." The voice of the dark guard became weaker and weaker.

Concubine Ye Gui slapped the table and stood up, her beautiful eyes were filled with anger: "A bunch of useless trash, even Murong Yu can't kill them!" Idiots, all of them are idiots.

The day before yesterday, the dark guard sent back a message to confirm everything. Before the twelfth lunar month, Ouyang Shaoxian and Ouyang Yechen had frequent contact. On the day of Xuelian's accident, the carriage of Chuxuan Palace appeared at the scene of the crime again. How can there be such a coincidence in the world? What happened to Xuelian must be caused by Ouyang Shaoxian in the dark.

(End of this chapter)