Jiao Luan

Chapter 498 Reaction of the Parties
"Who, who is the bastard who dares to hit me?" Prince Ping climbed up the wall with a sinking dantian, and cursed while clutching his bleeding forehead.

He was already depressed enough, he just ran under the tree to take a sip of wine, but a wine bottle fell from the sky and hit him on the head by coincidence!
He was interrupted even to vent his depression, is this forcing him to rebel?
"Fourth brother?" Standing on the top of the wall, King Ping was taken aback for a moment, then he was furious, and asked word by word, "Did you throw the wine bottle?"

King You blinked.

He just threw a wine bottle, can this also hit King Ping?

How lucky this person is!

King You was thinking like this, but he didn't dare to show his face, and said with a sneer: "Brother, are you here?"

King Ping covered his forehead and his face turned black: "You just say, did you throw the wine bottle?"

"what……"

King You just uttered a word, King Ping jumped down from the wall, picked up a stone and threw it on his forehead.

"Brother!" You Wang had a disbelieving expression on his face, and he didn't want to hide until the stone hit him with the sound of wind.

It's a pity that King You has been a prince for many years, pampered and treated well, and he was born weak, how can he bear the tall and burly King Ping, when the stone hit him directly on the forehead, his head was bleeding immediately, his eyes rolled white and he passed out.

"Come here, there are assassins, the prince has been knocked unconscious!" The servant who heard the movement came, and when he saw the scene, he was terrified and screamed.

In the Qianqing Palace.

Before Emperor Changqing was overjoyed, there were two gauze-wrapped sons kneeling side by side in front of him.

"Father—"

"Don't call me!" Emperor Changqing took a few breaths before resisting the urge to splash tea on the faces of the two.

"I have just recognized my prince, and it should be a joyous event for the whole world to celebrate, but you have been beaten to death by me?" Emperor Changqing narrowed his eyes, "Could it be that you two are dissatisfied with my decision?"

King You's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly explained: "Royal father, I absolutely did not mean that. I just threw a wine bottle casually, but I didn't expect to hit my elder brother..."

"Really?" Emperor Changqing looked at King Ping, "Rong Zhen, is what King You said true?"

"Yeah." King Ping hummed with a dark face.

He is notorious for having a bad temper. Some time ago, he restrained himself because of hope. Now that the first prince has recognized him, and the crown prince has also been established, what is he holding back?It's not worth holding back your illness!
When Emperor Changqing saw that King Ping's dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, he immediately became angry and said through gritted teeth, "Rong Zhen, that's how you become an elder brother? Since Rong Chen didn't do it on purpose, how could you hit him with a stone?" Forehead?"

"My son is drunk." King Ping said expressionlessly, and the corner of his eye glanced coldly at King You.

It's a pity, I lost my aim when I drank too much, and I hit it too lightly, so that this Xibei product can still be alive and well and sue for crimes!

"Drunk? Is it because you are dissatisfied and use alcohol to drown your sorrows?" Emperor Changqing asked loudly.

King Ping twitched the corners of his mouth: "Father misunderstood, my minister is happy that our Daliang finally has a righteous prince, so I drank to celebrate. Unexpectedly, my minister was drinking happily, and a wine bottle flew over. Royal father, if Erchen didn't hide back in time, you probably wouldn't be able to see Erchen now!"

Seeing that the situation is not good, King You hurriedly supported his forehead and said: "Father, my son also drank too much, so I am so happy—"

Emperor Changqing closed his eyes and shouted: "Enough is enough, both of you go back and face the wall and think about your mistakes!"

When King Ping and King You retreated, Emperor Changqing took a deep breath, and felt a little rejoiced in his heart.

Fortunately, he found the first prince back. As for these two sons, whichever he passed on to the throne, he would rather live another 20 years to wait for his grandson!

Huairenbo Mansion.

Cheng Xiuwen is not qualified to watch the Taimiao confession, but he still got the news soon.

"Second master, the old lady called you over."

Cheng Xiuwen waved his hand with a dull expression: "Go out and let me be quiet."

Cheng Che is the emperor's long-lost son?
This is impossible, this must be impossible!

Is he dreaming?

Cheng Xiuwen slowly reached out and pinched himself.

When the pain came, he suddenly took a breath.

It's not a dream!
Cheng Xiuwen fell into a chair in despair.

After an unknown amount of time, the maidservant stood at the door and shouted, "Second Master, the old lady is here."

Cheng Xiuwen raised his head, his eyes moved.

Mrs. Meng walked in quickly, and grabbed Cheng Xiuwen's hand with a serious face: "Second brother, is the news spread all over the capital true?"

Cheng Xiuwen nodded dumbly: "Really, the ceremony of recognizing relatives has already been performed before the Taimiao, and the crown prince has been established."

Mrs. Meng took a few steps back, with an unacceptable expression: "How did this happen? Che'er became the crown prince?"

"Yes." Cheng Xiuwen closed his eyes, filled with endless annoyance.

If Cheng Che is still the son of the uncle's mansion, how could the emperor treat Huairenbo's mansion badly?
If... If he and the Han family have no reconciliation, with so many years of nurturing here, how can he become the heir of the prince without repaying the uncle's mansion?
"It's all fate. From the beginning of the reconciliation with the Han family, every step was wrong." Cheng Xiuwen murmured.

Mrs. Meng clutched the skirt of her chest, her expression became more and more ugly.

"Second brother, Che'er is now the crown prince? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Mrs. Meng shook her head as she spoke, and reached out to grab Cheng Xiuwen's wrist, "So, in order to reduce the return of Han's dowry, we Replaced the prince?"

Cheng Xiuwen closed his eyes in remorse, and spit out a word: "Yes."

"A dowry Zhuangzi exchanged for a crown prince... Hahaha, this is so funny, so funny, so what's the point of me planning and planning for the uncle's house for decades? Isn't it a joke?" Mrs. Meng looked up to the sky and laughed.

Cheng Xiuwen was a little flustered: "Mother—"

Mrs. Meng laughed.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Cheng Xiuwen's face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly, "Come quickly, doctor!"

Two quarters of an hour later, the room was full of people, the doctor shook his head and said: "The old lady has suffered a stroke, the family should invite another expert."

stroke?

Everyone in the room paled.

Mrs. Meng was lying on the bed stiff all over. Although she couldn't speak or move, she could obviously hear her. She gritted her teeth and salivated.

"Second brother, look—"

Cheng Xiuwen sighed, "I'll ask the imperial physician to take a look."

Even so, everyone knew that Mrs. Meng, who had a stroke, would be a living dead from now on.

Huairenbo's mansion was gloomy, and in Princess Anyang's mansion, Princess Anyang was completely at a loss when she got the news, and asked, "Which Cheng Che?"

"Oh, princess, there is another Cheng Che, that is your... that Cheng Che."

The one she fancy?

Princess Anyang kept shaking her head.

It's over, Cheng Erlang became the prince, that is... her younger brother?

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