Remnant King's Ghost Concubine

Chapter 72 The Hero Saves the Beauty (1)
"Look at these bullshit people. When the prince gave up on himself, these people really regarded themselves as green onions. Now, in just one month, they have become like this. It really stains our eyes. .” Hei Lin put one hand on his hip, raised his head, and said arrogantly.

"That is, the prince ruined his appearance at the beginning. Although he was cured later, he still refused to take it off. No matter how much we persuaded him, he refused to take it off." Can Yue sighed.

"He can't accept the face that woman gave him. When he accepts this face, he gave it to himself. Taking off the mask is the time for him to be himself." Hei Lin followed Wan Yue's words Exclaimed.

"Don't mention that woman, if I mention it, I want to kill her." Can Yue said angrily.

"Hush...do you want to be locked in the dark room? You said you can't mention it! You brought it all together. Now I finally understand why you two are always punished by the prince." Hei Lin immediately suppressed Wan Yue's voice. , Canyue stuck out her tongue and stopped talking.

The low-pitched conversation between the two fell into the ears of Shi Youmeng, who had internal strength. She quickly analyzed everything, her heart trembled suddenly, and her bright eyes opened instantly. It was an incredible result.That woman gave him that face?That was his mother, why couldn't he accept it?Why did the people around Nangong Wuji call the person who should be the concubine 'that woman'?It seemed to be full of hostility. Did that woman do something hateful?

Shi Youmeng once asked Canyue, but Canyue refused to answer, as if that was the secret Nangong Wuji was most unwilling to tell the world.

"Boom..." A bell rang, and Qingfeng's bird was startled and flew out of the forest.

Shi Youmeng only saw a bloated old lady wearing gold and silver, slowly walked out of the temple with the support of the crowd, sitting on the golden chair beside the emperor, with a gentle expression, an illusion of benevolence, Anyone who sees it will feel that this is a kind-hearted old lady.

"Hehe...there is no need to salute." The queen mother smiled and waved her hands, and the emperor, queen, prince and others all came out slowly behind her.

Shi Youmeng's bright eyes narrowed slightly, looking carefully at the so-called queen mother, with a kind smile and a few deep crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. She is clearly in her sixties, but she is well maintained. He was in his early forties, but his silver hair was beyond what a 60-year-old should look like.

The emperor was wearing a yellow robe, with a pale face, a tall and thin body, and the dragon robe exposed his thin shoulders. He looked only in his forties, but he looked more like a 60-year-old man.

The queen, with the majesty of a mother, has an expressionless face, graceful and luxurious like a peony, and her skin is as tender as a girl's. The only difference is that there is a strand of white hair in her blue hair, which is particularly dazzling.

Shi Youmeng's eyes narrowed again, staring at the strand of white hair carefully, for a long time, he finally fell on the prince's body, he raised his head and sat down as the queen sat down, wearing a yellow robe, but without Murong It's bright yellow, but it's just yellow, and it can't be compared with the dragon robe.But Murong Hua's is the fabric of the dragon robe. It can be seen that this person is wild and domineering. Sitting on the honorable seat of the envoy, sipping tea gracefully, his lavender eyes just lightly glanced at everyone, as if he had already Knowing a thing or two, with a calm and heavy look between his brows, he and Xiaoyao Wang glanced at each other from time to time, but that glance seemed to be filled with gunpowder smoke.

A man hurriedly walked to the prince's side, and then sat down. He smelled like a book and held a volume of books in his hand. He sat down on the prince's side, looked at the book with his head down, and shook his head in a low voice.

"Stop reading, put down those damn books of yours!" The prince frowned slightly and reprimanded in a low voice.

"Don't let it go, brother, reading can make people understand, how can you let go of the books of sages and sages." The man turned slightly, with his back to the prince, muttered in a low voice, and continued to read his books.If Shi Youmeng's guess is correct, he is the Tenth Prince Nangongshu.

"Reading books is more sensible than you, at least you know how to make progress, you should study hard!" The queen mother smiled innocently, and she looked more like a kind elder.

"Grandma Huang is killing her grandson. How can my grandson be compared with my elder brother? My grandson likes to read books, so it is not in vain that my father chose this name." The queen mother looked at the lofty queen mother and emperor.

Shi Youmeng just watched quietly, all kinds of doubts in his heart.

"Look at you, let the prince be talked about again." The prince was obviously a little displeased, and gave the tenth prince a slap in the face with his arm.

The tenth prince's body is not as burly as the prince's, and he is no different from an ordinary scholar. How could he stand up to this, he fell to the side in an instant, got up immediately, and said in a low voice: "Your brother, you should go down. Don't mess with big brother."

"Come back!" The prince gritted his teeth and said angrily in a low voice, glaring at the tenth prince with vicious eyes, didn't the tenth prince deliberately embarrass him?hateful!What a nerd.

The tenth prince still lowered his head, and obediently sat back beside the prince, while the queen watched this move dully.

The emperor remained silent from the beginning to the end, holding a pearl hairpin in his hand, and sat solemnly on the dragon chair.

"Why didn't Wuji come?" Seeing that the place next to Shi Youmeng was empty, the queen mother just asked with a smile.

"Back to Grandma Huang, Fifth Brother has something to go on tour, so don't blame Grandma Huang for not being able to arrive!" The Ninth Prince replied with a smile, his voice respectful, and he was the best at superficial skills.

"The empress dowager cares about Nangong Wuji so much, it really opened my eyes, haha..." King Xiaoyao laughed, his sarcasm was undisguised. The people celebrated happily, and even sealed the title of a disabled king. Fortunately, Nangong Wuji started to show his skills a month ago, and wiped out all the people around the prince in Dingguo. His methods were cruel and frightening. Began to be afraid of Nangong Wuji.

The queen mother still smiled and looked at King Xiaoyao, and said: "That is the grandson of the Ai family, how could the Ai family not care about it? This is the ancestor worship ceremony, and everyone in the royal family must participate."

Xiaoyao Wang's smile deepened, with a smug look on his brows, and he said, "That would be too interesting, he can't come! Haha..."

He is very satisfied with his masterpiece, compared to Nangong Wuji who made him so busy, dealing with that push and break, he was considered a light hand.But it was only three days, if you want to blame, you can only blame that stinky old man on Xuefeng, even if everything is done, he might not let him go down the mountain.

The corner of Can Ye's mouth twitched a few times, he knew about Xuefeng's matter, and he would inevitably disrupt the situation, but Nangong Wuji easily settled the matter, but Nangong Wuji didn't know why, and he didn't want to go down the mountain.

"Okay, in previous years, Wuji lit the holy flame of the altar in the sacrificial ceremony, but now, since Wuji is not here, let Princess Can do it for you." The queen mother still smiled gently, but the order was irresistible in her words.

(End of this chapter)