Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 171

When the eunuch went out, Li Xianzong took out a box from his cuff to show his courtesy: "Queen Mother, His Royal Highness King Qin is not feeling well, and I am very worried. This is the Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng that I got by accident. The two things grow intertwined and grow together for thousands of years. Above all, it is a great tonic for the body."

The Empress Dowager's face darkened: "What's the use of supplements? He is already weak, so the marriage was postponed. Now, he has lost his memory, and he doesn't even recognize Ai's family."

"Queen Dowager, don't worry, I will definitely look for famous doctors for His Royal Highness King Qin and devote myself to it."

The queen mother sighed: "It's good if you have this distraction, I just hope my son can remember who hurt him so badly, so Aijia can avenge him."

"Don't let this official catch that person, or this official will definitely tear that person's body into pieces."

"Okay, okay, you only have this bit of lip service, Ai's family is still busy, you go out first."

After dismissing Li Xianzong, the queen mother propped her forehead and leaned on the chair slightly tired.

She is getting old, and she was unable to win the world for her son 11 years ago because of her incompetence as a mother.

Now, her son has lost his memory, and even she doesn't recognize her. She must give him this world as a gift, make up for the past, and tell him how much she loves him.

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At that time, Jinzhou, Mujiazhai, the haze of the past few days was swept away.

Zhou Heda was killed, the dungeon was broken into, and all the prisoners were released.

Those reckless brothers from Mu's village came back safely, and the whole village was full of excitement.

Only in the conference hall, the atmosphere is dignified.

"Father, stop, Uncle Zhong and the others are only thinking of everyone, don't punish them."

"Yeah, the head of the family, everyone is celebrating the rest of their lives after the catastrophe. Isn't this bad?"

"Why not?" Xiao Gufeng said lightly, "If it wasn't for their nonsense, would we need to work so hard?"

"But dad!"

"Call them all."

Xiao Gufeng's words cannot be ignored.

Aunt Fat kept giving Huzi winks, and Huzi knew that Aunt Fat was telling him to say less and do more.

So, I had no choice but to go out to call someone dejectedly.

Not long after, a large group of people came to the door of the meeting hall surrounded by a few people who had escaped from death. Huzi stretched out his hand and stopped everyone: "Grandma Wang, Grandpa Zhong, you wait outside first. Dad said I saw Uncle Zhong them."

There was a bit of worry on everyone's face.

On the contrary, those who caused the trouble knew that they were guilty, and comforted everyone: "It's nothing, the boss should scold a few words and punish them. We are too reckless."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and entered the meeting hall, and Hu Zi closed the door behind him.

Inside the room, Xiao Gufeng's expression was indifferent, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, but there was an invisible pressure in the air, which made people dare not breathe loudly.

"Master, we know that we have caused trouble to the brothers in the village. Tell us how to punish us. We are willing to be punished."

They are all men, and speak frankly.

Xiao Gufeng didn't stop talking nonsense: "Houshan Bingquan, don't get up without my order."

Wu Xun said anxiously: "Brother, it's windy and cold in the village now, and the white clouds are not here, what if they catch the cold too?"

"If you do such a stupid thing, you should think of today's result, are you convinced?"

"Submit, the second in charge, we are willing to be punished."

Although Bingquan is bitterly cold, but compared to making everyone worry about him, this crime is considered minor.

"Go."

The door opened, and the people outside hurriedly gathered around, several older ones begged for mercy: "My lord, this incident didn't cause any loss, so please tolerate it."

"No loss, what about Baiyun, isn't that a loss?"

Now that everyone knows Meng Baiyun's identity, and knowing that the rescue failed that day, Meng Baiyun traded himself for his brother Anwei, and suddenly had nothing to say.

"Whoever dares to say more, let's go soak together."

"Okay, everyone, stop talking, we were wrong."

Zhong Huanran came out to speak, and the brothers behind him also expressed their willingness to be punished.

No one said anything, and gradually dispersed.

In the conference hall, Wu Xun looked at Xiao Gufeng's sunken eyes and knew that he hadn't slept well recently.

"Brother, are you worried about Baiyun?"

"How can I not be worried? Where is she now? I don't know whether she is alive or dead. If something happens to her, how can I feel sorry for her mother?"

Aunt Fat was also worried.

"Qian'er and the others are in the city, why hasn't there been any news? What is Baiyun doing now?"

"I hope she's all right."

Wu Xun secretly prayed, she was such a beautiful person, if she was never seen again, it would be heartbreaking to think about it.

At the foot of the mountain, outside the city of Jinzhou, the camp of the Chu army.

Meng Baiyun was almost tired of being with her, but that person refused to let her go because he didn't believe what he said.

He didn't let her go, and didn't treat her badly. He served her with good food and drink, and even sent her two maids.

Sometimes in the evening, he would come over to sit and sit, often with a fresh woman or man by his side, showing his affection in front of her without shy away.

Recently, I heard that he got a new son/chong. If the calculation is correct, he probably has to feed her "dog food" again.

as predicted.

In the evening, he came with the new man/chong.

At first glance, this man/chong looks familiar.

Take a closer look, isn't it three points similar to Liang Emperor Zhong Ning?

Especially a pair of peach blossom eyes, almost exactly the same.

It's just that this man's peach blossom eyes are white, he doesn't see Zhong Ning's arrogance and charm at all, instead he is cautious.

He was held in Yan Hongyi's arms, obviously his body was tense, and his whole body was very tense.

The moment I saw Meng Baiyun, this kind of tension was relieved a little, probably because I felt that Meng Baiyun was also Yan Hongyi's "pet" in captivity, and there was a little more sympathy between the same kind.

"Third Prince was very excited, and changed to another one. Compared with the last one, this one seems to look better."

Meng Baiyun spoke frivolously, she really didn't intend to pretend to be polite to Yan Hongyi, anyway, he is that kind of person, you won't be able to please him by being obedient and cautious.

Yan Hongyi kept Meng Baiyun because of her words to please him. He hadn't seen such an interesting woman by his side for a long time.

"Yeah, I think so too."

He pinched the man's cheek with two fingers, and his strength was not sympathetic, and he quickly saw the grievance of the man's frowning and not daring to make a sound.

"Although the third prince only wants these eyes, don't make your face swollen. In the end, these eyes will also be discounted, which will affect the overall appearance."

Meng Baiyun was able to save that poor boy/chong, but Yan Hongyi tugged again before letting go in satisfaction: "You know too much."

"The next sentence of this sentence, I can't keep you anymore?"

Yan Hongyi laughed out loud.

"Meng Baiyun, you are really interesting. This king is reluctant to kill you. Killing you, the boring days are becoming more and more boring. This king will return to the capital in a few days. Do you want to go to Beiliang with this king? Do you have any experience in the capital?"

"You might as well let me go back to Mujiazhai. I'm a pregnant woman, and it's not easy to travel and travel."

The man with peach blossom eyes / Chong was slightly startled, and looked at Meng Baiyun's stomach with his pitiful little eyes.

She was covered by her clothes, so she couldn't see anything, but she had the ability to conceive the third prince's child.

The third prince has always been merciful everywhere, but he has never left any romantic seeds behind.

Faintly, he was a little envious.

Yanhongyi laughed again: "I said Meng Baiyun, when your mother gave birth to you, she gave you a little courage. This king invited you so sincerely, yet you actually refused him."

"First of all, you are not sincere, and secondly, I am politely refusing."

"Okay, as long as you are eloquent, let me listen to a song. If it sounds good, I will let you go back."

The sheep-herding child did not deceive her like this once or twice.

However, from the bottom of his heart, Meng Baiyun did not dislike him.

He is arrogant and conceited.

In Meng Baiyun's view, he is a lonely person.

The servant girl also told Meng Baiyun that everyone is afraid of the Third Prince, and no one has ever dared to chat with the Third Prince like Meng Baiyun, discussing the past and the present, and chatting for hours.

Therefore, it is extremely cold at high places.

Standing at the center of power, yet unwilling to step down from his halo, he is doomed to be dazzling and alone.

Meng Baiyun sat down opposite him, holding the pipa on his chest.

She plucked the strings, and the movement came slowly like flowing water and breeze.

It is a little song that can be played and sung, the tune is bright and moving, and the movement is cheerful.

Yan Hongyi hugged the man/chong, wrapped one hand around the man/chong's long hair, and tapped the table with the other hand to the beat, listening intoxicated.

He was in a good mood, and the male/chong also relaxed, and gradually, he became a little coquettish, as if he wanted to be Meng Baiyun, with one hand, boldly wrapped around Yan Hongyi's waist, fingers, teasing Gently teasing Yan Hongyi's lower abdomen.

Yan Hongyi didn't react too much, and the man/chong became even more courageous, reaching down with his hand.

Damn, living erotica, it's still a man.

She couldn't take it anymore, so she listened to the hand and stood up: "Third Prince, I think I'd better avoid it for a while."

But he frowned slightly, and the next moment, he picked up the man/chong on his body, and threw it out of the tent like a dead dog.

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground with a bang, only a muffled groan was heard, followed by a muffled movement.

From the chair to the door, such a long distance, it hurts to think about it.

He threw the person away like a rag, then put his head on one hand and smiled like a child: "There is no need to avoid it now, let's continue."

"He likes you a lot."

"I quite like him, too."

"Heh, this is liking too. The person you like is so pitiful."

"I like you too."

"No, I don't want to die yet."

"I like all the pleasing people in the world."

"Hehe, thank you."

"continue."

He hooked his lips into a smile, like a bit of a rogue child.

Meng Baiyun sat down again and continued the unfinished song.

It's just a song, but he still couldn't finish it: "Let's talk again, this song is my favorite, what's it called?"

"Spring is strong."

"It sounds like it is indeed full of vitality and full of spring. You can play it again."

(End of this chapter)