Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 2095 Succession candidate, unexpected
It was night after returning to the capital, and Murong Yixue gradually woke up in Murong Xiang's mansion.

Opening a pair of big black and white eyes, Murong Yixue scanned the entire scene, feeling familiar.

Sitting up quickly, she felt dizzy and her head was about to crack. She patted her aching head and scanned for a week. The place she was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with was the boudoir where she had lived for more than ten years.

The closed door of the room was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman in lavender clothes came in. Murong Yixue saw her face and called out with a smile: "Mother."

Hearing the long-lost mother, Mrs. Chen Ruolian's eyes flickered with tears, she hurried over to hold Murong Yixue's hand, her voice was a little hoarse: "Yixue, you finally woke up, but you frightened mother."

Doubt flashed across Murong Yixue's face, she patted her head: "Mom, what's wrong with me?"

Chen Ruolian looked at Murong Yixue like that, and told her roughly what Murong Tianyun told her about the hunting ground.

When talking about Murong Yixue being sent to Hehuansan and almost being raped by those imperial guards, Chen Ruolian's tears couldn't stop streaming down: "You don't know how scared mother is, if, if it wasn't for being If someone is saved, you... your reputation will be ruined, let alone marrying the Fourth Prince, even ordinary people may not want anyone to marry you."

Murong Yixue's cold eyes were full of hatred, Fang Hu, how dare he treat her like this?

"Mother, do you know who saved me?" Murong Yixue lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then asked in a deep voice.

"My mother doesn't know. I only heard from your father that he was rescued. Even if I ask him who it is, he won't say."

Murong Yixue didn't continue to ask any further, and suddenly asked: "What about the Fourth Prince? Where is he?"

"He's in the palace." After a pause, he said, "Take care of the emperor's funeral."

"The emperor's funeral?" Murong Yixue exclaimed, and hurriedly covered her mouth: "Could it be."

"That's right, Your Majesty, he died." Chen Ruolian's tone was calm, without any emotion.

When Murong Yixue heard the words, a strange look flashed in her eyes, she hurriedly grabbed Chen Ruolian's hand, her heart was beating like a drum: "Mother, who will inherit the throne?"

Chen Ruolian glanced into Murong Yixue's eyes, and lowered her head, not daring to meet her expectant gaze.

"Mother, is it the fourth prince? Is it the fourth prince?" Murong Yixue asked excitedly.

If the fourth prince is the emperor, then she is the empress. Fang Li's reputation has been ruined, and it is impossible for her to become the empress, so no one will be able to compete with her for the empress position in the future.

Chen Ruolian lowered her head and sighed softly, bit her lips and finally opened her mouth: "Yixue, listen to your mother." Her voice was a bit heavy, she tightly clenched Murong Yixue's hand, and said word by word: "It's not the Fourth Prince."

With a "boom", Murong Yixue felt a bolt of lightning strike her, and she was stunned in place, her face suddenly turned pale with the joyful smile still on her face.

"Yixue, Yixue." Chen Ruolian pinned a strand of her hair behind her ear, knowing how cruel the news was to her, let alone her, she almost fainted when she heard the news, thinking of what the master said However, there is still poison in her body that has not been completely cleared, so she can't get too excited, and said softly: "Yixue, don't think so much, take a good rest first, and talk about these things later, okay?"

(End of this chapter)