Rebirth of Doting Houmen's Noble Wife

Chapter 241 Lan Jingyue's Life Experience (2)
"Impossible, how could you lose the army, all the people with military power are under my control, who are these people?" Xiao Yiheng panicked instantly when he saw that he was surrounded to death.

Rong Ruo looked at the calm-faced eldest brother, and instantly understood what was going on.

It must be the pawn dropped by the eldest brother, because the eldest brother has a troop transfer talisman in his hand.

Now she remembered that in her previous life, she gave Xiao Yiheng a purse that her father had given her. At that time, her father said that this purse could keep her safe, and she should always carry it with her, so that she could not lose it.

She was worried about Xiao Yiheng's safety, so she gave him her purse for her own peace of mind.

And after the elder brother came back, he also asked for this purse from himself, because it was given to her by her father, and she cherished it very much, and always carried it with her. When the elder brother asked her for it, she untied it and gave it to the elder brother without thinking. In there, it should be a troop transfer talisman.

No wonder, Lan Jingyue searched through the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, but she didn't find that she didn't know what was on her all the time, and she never opened it.

"The sixth prince is too smug, the king of Zhennan carelessly let it go, you are looking for death." Lord Zhongxin Hou came out with a faint mockery on his face.

"I lost the troop transfer talisman, what use can he have for Shangguan Wenqing?" The sixth prince frowned, feeling full of uneasiness in his heart.

"Whoever said that the troop talisman was lost, it was always in my hand, otherwise, why are you chasing and killing me everywhere?" Shangguan Wenqing smiled, and his clear eyes were full of smiles.

He took out an oval-shaped jade tablet made of blood jade from his waist. The small jade tablet was not very big, and the jade was as moist as water, very refreshing. On the blood-red jade tablet, there was a letter engraved on it.

Xiao Yiheng looked at a sign, and for a moment, his heart was completely cold.

"How could it be like this." He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, his handsome face was already ashen and without a trace of blood.

"Hmph, if I knew why today, five years ago, you did something like that to your elder brother. You should have known that today is the day. Do you think that you killed all the people who knew the truth, so you just You can unscrupulously fulfill your emperor's dream, hmph, it's a beautiful idea." The seventh prince's eyes were full of frost, and the hateful words pierced into Xiao Yiheng's heart.

"Did I do something wrong? I'm right. I'm also the son of the emperor. Why can't I fight for myself? It's because Xiao Qianze is the queen's son. I don't have any chance. Why, what a good thing It's all his, why!" Xiao Yiheng's eyes were full of ferocious bloodshot eyes, crazy look, and crazy tone.

"Just because the elder brother is the son of the empress and the most virtuous prince, what are you!" The seventh prince's attitude was even more arrogant, and he didn't take Xiao Yiheng seriously at all.

It's just a son born to a maidservant. If he wants to climb up, he can't recognize his identity at all. He poisoned his own siblings like this. In the end, the truth was revealed. He should resent himself. .

"Is it you? It's you who created the illusion that my father knew the truth, which made me panic and anxious. In order to cover up everything, I had to conspire against you. Xiao Chenyi, you have such a poisonous mind." Xiao Yiheng stared at the seventh prince with resentment. The dark energy in the eyes seemed to swallow the Seventh Prince.

"Wrong, everything was planned by me, Uncle Seventh Emperor is just helping." A voice with a faint smile sounded, and there was a sense of revenge in Wen Jing's clear phoenix eyes.

"What do you call him? Who are you?" Xiao Yiheng looked at Wen Jing in horror, so scared, so panicked.

"Oh, by the way, I should call you Uncle Six Emperors, but you are not worthy of this title." Wen Jing smiled, lowered his head slightly, and tore off a thin layer of something from his face.

Looking up again, his face completely changed.

Exquisite and perfect face, as sharp as a knife, with a straight nose bridge, moist and bright red lips, a faint halo flashed on the fair skin, and the clear phoenix eyes blinked slightly, under the sun, lightly refracted A light amber shade.

The gentle and elegant temperament is gone, replaced by a touch of elegance and nobility, the face is two points similar to the Seventh Prince, and the face under the mask looks younger, seventeen or eighteen years old look.

Rong Ruo stared at Wen Jing's eyes that were almost identical to Lan Jingyue's, the same clear and bright, the same phoenix eyes, and the same amber color.

What is the relationship between these two people?
But Lan Jingyue was not calm. She had never seen Lan Jingyue's expression of surprise. She looked at Wen Jing in disbelief. There were too many emotions in those bright eyes. Rong Ruo couldn't understand the emotion at all.

"Uncle Liuhuang, do you still remember me?" Wen Jing smiled slightly, and in an instant, it was like a soft white cloud in the clear sky, with a faint refreshing luster.

"Who are you? You, are you a human or a ghost?" Xiao Yiheng looked at the person in front of him in fear, and looked at Wen Jing with a pair of eyes in disbelief.

In this world, the only person who can call him the emperor's uncle is a one-month-old child of the third prince's family.

There was another person, that dead child, Xiao Qianze's son, the emperor's eldest grandson, Xiao Jinyu.

But, didn't he die? He died in front of him five years ago.

"Oh, Uncle Six seems to have forgotten who I am, but it doesn't matter, Jinyu has not forgotten you, and will never forget you in this life." Xiao Jinyu smiled faintly, that smile was as cold as the severe wind in the twelfth lunar month.

"Son, who do you say you are?" At this moment, the emperor was already dumbfounded, and didn't know how to react at all, but just stared at Xiao Jinyu's face firmly.

This face is [-]% like his eldest son.

"Grandson has met grandpa." Xiao Jinyu bit her lip and knelt down with a plop.

"Get up, good boy, get up," the emperor burst into tears instantly, and helped Xiao Jinyu up with trembling hands, his old eyes seemed to be glued to him, and he was unwilling to blink.

"Father, you trust Jinyu, don't you think he lied to you?" The Seventh Prince asked in surprise.

After all, just a similar face, the father believed it, and there was no token.

(End of this chapter)