Arrogant Consort Adored By War Prince

Yu Wanrou just can't understand how happy Yu Zisu is! Why can her Yu Zisu be so happy!

Yu Wanrou felt cold when she remembered the attitude of the three princes towards her now, as if she had been splashed with cold water. Since her accident, the third prince has only sent someone to give a gift, and she has never seen herself once.

As smart as Yu Wanrou, how could he not see it? The third prince was because he had lost face at the Baihua Banquet and wanted to separate himself from him.

So Yu Wanrou looked at Yu Zisu Now and Ye Xiuming, how she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

"Okay, Wanrou! Come and help, and help your father over there." Madam Lian hurriedly stopped watching her daughter about to quarrel with Yu Zisu. Only this time, this well-behaved daughter was not so obedient.

Yu Wanrou didn't pay attention to Mrs. Lian's words at all, but said angrily: "Yu Zisu, that person is our father, how can you treat him like that!"

"Why did your father treat you badly, so that you can't wait to recognize someone else as your father? Or, what is the secret between you and that man..."

"Wanrou!"

"puff……"

Madam Lian noticed what Yu Wanrou wanted to say, and hurriedly stopped. It was just that it was too late. Ye Xiuming's brows became cold, and the murderous aura on her body seemed to have substance. She flicked her sleeve and gave Yu Wanrou a palm. It was not because Yu Wanrou was a woman that she was merciful.

Yu Wanrou did not expect that the Seventh Prince on the dignified battlefield would actually attack a weak woman of hers. She was slapped on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sat stupidly.

At this moment, even the wife was distressed to death, but looking at Ye Xiuming's ghostly cold breath, she still couldn't say anything.

Mrs. Yu and Prime Minister Yu were so scared that they didn't even dare to move.

It's really not that they are timid, but that the aura and coercion on Ye Xiuming's body are too heavy, and that kind of killing aura that has been used for years on the battlefield is really not something ordinary people can afford.

"Let this king hear your slander Zisu again, and don't blame this king's men for being merciless!"

Yu Zisu looked at Ye Xiuming's lips tightly, knowing that he was complaining for himself, and took his hand and said, "It's okay, don't care about them." With that, Yu Zisu pulled Ye Xiuming. Just walk outside.

Yu Zisu said to Yu Cheng, who hadn't slowed down, "You guys, do it for yourself." Her bottom line is also limited. Maybe next time, without Ye Xiuming, she will do it herself.

"She... what kind of attitude is she! Oh... mother, you have to seek justice for your daughter..." Yu Wanrou knew that it was useless to beg her father, so as soon as Yu Zisu left, she would treat Mrs. Lian. Cried.

Prime Minister Yu and Mrs. Yu had injured their muscles and bones. The maid-in-law helped them to the backyard to rest. Doctor Yang went to check the pulse, so Yu Wanrou didn't hesitate to speak.

"That bitch, why do you treat me like this! Mother, you have to help your daughter, Yu Zisu, that bitch, if I don't show her a good look this time, I..."

I don't know this time, Madam Lian unexpectedly didn't hold her in her arms to comfort her, but unexpectedly, she slapped her with a slap.

"Snapped!"

The pale face was slapped by Ye Xiuming and then slapped again. The blood-red fingerprints landed on the face, which was very obvious.

Even Madam was irritated by her stupid daughter, and she didn't show any mercy at all, so Yu Wanrou was slapped with her face.

"Mother...you hit me..." Yu Wan quieted down softly, and said quietly, her voice was very calm, calm and a little strange, without a trace of emotion.

Even the wife regretted hitting Yu Wanrou. She was just such a daughter who held it in her palm. When she was not raised delicately, this time she was very angry and wanted to teach her a lesson. But, how can it be uncomfortable?

But even if she feels distressed, even the wife knows that she can no longer spoil her.

She looked sad and said: "It's not that I want to beat you. You said to yourself, what you just did is what a lady should do? Rou'er, did you teach you this way?"

"Even if you are dissatisfied with your big sister, you can't show it in front of so many people. You are the prostitute of my prime minister's house, not a cat or dog that you can't get on."

"Mother didn't want to hit you. If you hit you, you won't calm down. Look at what you looked like just now. It's different from the shrews on the street."

"Also, haven't you seen the Seventh Prince looking at you with a fierce look, Rou'er, then the Seventh Prince is not a soft-hearted lord at first sight. Why should you provoke your big sister at this time."

"You see, even your father and grandmother dare not touch the seventh prince's mold. Even if you want to calculate your big sister, we have to consider this matter."

Madam Lian looked at her daughter shaky, her face paler, her heart felt more painful, and her hatred for Yu Zisu grew deeper and deeper.

Knowing that he had just hit her, he held her in her arms and comforted her: "Rou'er, don't worry, your mother will definitely get you justice. But the top priority now is to deal with the **** of Aunt Wen. , You know, she is pregnant now, which is extremely detrimental to our mother and daughter."

Madam Lian did not see the dim light flashing in Yu Wanrou's down eyes, only heard the calm voice of Yu Wanrou finally regaining. "I see, mother, I'm going to see grandma and dad..."

"Go and deal with your injuries first." Madam Lian looked at her daughter's pale face and hated Ye Xiuming. He didn't expect that he would be able to kill women. Even the wife hurriedly ordered people to invite Doctor Yang to come over and take a look at her pale and weak daughter.

Ye Xiuming's palm hits mercilessly. The reason why Yu Wanrou is so good at talking to Madam Lien here is that she is suffocating in her heart, but Yu Zisu has lived better than her, so she just holds on. Now Hearing Mrs. Lian's words, he felt a twitching pain in his heart, and couldn't help but scream.

Even the wife was very anxious, and the next person replied that Doctor Yang was not free and was treating the old lady and the master. She had no choice but to send someone to ask for a doctor outside.

Seeing my daughter turning over and over on the bed, her face pale, screaming mournfully, with a painful look, she has the desire to kill Yu Zisu in her heart. If it weren't for... if you didn't have to rely on Yu Zisu to find the person who helped her face, how could she be so tolerant to her!

Humph, seven princes, what about the seven princes? In her family, how could she ever put a little prince in her eyes? If it weren’t for the father of the million soldiers who hadn’t found the soldier talisman, how could she let the seven princes still be in Kyoto now!

Mrs. Lian slowly touched her face with dense red rashes, her thoughts churning like ocean waves.

Imperial Palace, Qinzheng Hall.

"Cough cough..." Jingdi opened the veil in his hand, and he saw bloodshot spots as expected.

"Your Majesty!" When Grandpa Yu saw it, he hurriedly said: "The old slave is going to call an imperial doctor! Wait a minute..." As he said, he ran out of the temple in a panic. As the **** who served close to Jingdi, he naturally understood what it meant to vomit blood.

"Stop!" Jingdi stopped and said, "Bring me back!"

"Your Majesty..." Grandpa Yu was very embarrassed. If something happens to your majesty's body, he can't afford it.

At this moment, a little **** ran into the Palace of Qinzheng to report: "Your Majesty, Lord Duan, please see me."

"Chengde? What is he here for?" Jingdi frowned.

As far as the relationship between him and Prince Duan is concerned, it is really not that good, at most it is a nodding acquaintance.

When he was young, it was because Duan Palace had always been low-key. He had nothing to do with Duan Palace. After he became the throne, Duan also inherited the throne of Duan Palace. In order to avoid his guessing, he invited himself to travel and stayed in Kyoto all year round.

So at this time, Jingdi didn't know what he was doing.

"Xuan." Jingdi threw the **** veil in his hand to Grandpa Yu who was aside, and said in a deep voice, "You go down first."

Grandpa Yu didn't say much, and retired by himself. At this time, Duan Chengde also walked in. First, he met Emperor Jing in a proper manner, and he spoke rudely.

"In the past few years, Your Majesty seems to have a good time." Prince Duan smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Although the Duan Palace laid the ground for the royal family, the relationship between the ancestors was good, but the emperor was suspicious. Over the years, in order to avoid the emperor's suspicion, the Duan Palace became more alienated from the royal family and rights.

But this does not mean that the Duan Palace does not have any influence. On the contrary, the influence of the Duan Palace still exists throughout Kyoto.

"Chengde joked, how can I be doing well like this."

Emperor Jing couldn't help comparing this person with himself. Both of them were the same age, but Emperor Jing couldn't help feeling helpless, because Prince Duan looked too young. If they stood together, they would definitely be considered bad. One generation, and no one thinks they are peers.

"Your Majesty still remembers Wen Luo's daughter?" Prince Duan didn't look at the face of Emperor Jing who was sitting in a high position, and said to himself: "This king has decided to recognize her as a goddaughter, and she has agreed. Anyway, this king If you are not filial, you will never marry another wife in this life, leaving a son and a half for the Duan Palace."

"You..." Jingdi didn't understand what Prince Duan meant. "It seems that you like that girl very much. I also looked at that day at the Baihua Banquet, which is good. If you can recognize her as your goddaughter, it's not bad. ."

"Your Majesty!" Prince Duan said solemnly: "You know what this king said is not what he meant."

Jingdi was silent.

"Why use Zisu to humiliate the Seventh Prince?" Prince Duan didn't mean anything. Seeing that there was no one in the hall, he asked directly.

"Chengde, I have no choice but to do it." Jingdi said with some difficulty and his eyes were obscure.

"I have no choice?" Prince Duan said in a deep voice: "Can I do this as a last resort, or that your Majesty does not know that doing so will damage Zisu's reputation, or that your Majesty does not know to do so, Zisu is likely to die? ?"