307. Chapter 307 The Little Concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion VS His Highness Jingui (96)


Chapter 307 The little concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion VS The Prince of Jingui (96)

Prince Tang's chest was up and down.

The neck veins burst out from anger.

Switched to glaring at Madam Chen. "What happened? How did the Crown Princess become like this now, and what happened to the little prince? Let me tell you truthfully!!"

Madam Chen knelt on the ground in panic, and Tang Wanrou also hid behind Tang Yu because she was afraid of holding the "child" and shrank her neck.

Madam Chen looked at Tang Yu calmly.

Tang Yuan couldn't wait, "You foolish slave, what are you looking at? Didn't you hear what you asked about? Also, how did you take care of the Crown Princess? How did you take care of your princess!"

"When the master said, it was Zhou Liangdi. She had always thought she was a timid and cowardly person who needed to be afraid, but she repeatedly hid in the back and framed the Crown Princess..."

Madam Chen knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and made a panic look like she was "truely explained".

Tang Yu saw that Tang Yuan's face turned from anger to disbelief.

When Mrs. Chen said that Zhou Liangdi changed the prince and the crown prince was also disliked by the emperor and the crown prince, Tang Yuan showed a sad expression on his face.

If others saw Tang Yuan like this, they would probably not think that he was a good father who felt sorry for his daughter.

But Tang Yu, who had been through a lifetime, knew that Tang Yuan's expression had nothing to do with feeling sorry for Tang Wanrou.

If Tang Wanrou was a noble person, her bright future would bring him face and glory.

Then Tang Wanrou was naturally the good daughter he felt sorry for and held in his palm.

If the opposite is true.

Tang Yuan values ​​interests more than anyone else, and family affection is just another tool that can be used for her.

If Tang Yuan really likes Zhao, he would not agree to live with Zhao's branch after the Wanshou Festival.

She won't attack Zhao so easily.

Sure enough, Tang Yuan heard the cause and effect of all this.

I didn't have the first time to pay attention to Tang Wanrou.

But his face was decadent and he couldn't bear it and took two steps back.

Like a embarrassed dog.

I don't know what I thought of, and suddenly stared at Tang Yu with wide eyes, his voice gritting his teeth.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came back that day, why didn't you tell me? If you told me in advance, I would prepare early."

"Then, the Crown Princess said that I told me not to tell you the Prime Minister that day, and said that I would tell my wife first, and that my wife would definitely find a way."

Tang Yu lowered his eyes after saying that.

Tang Yuan changed his target again and stared at Tang Wanrou who was still holding the "child".

A pair of soft eyes in front of outsiders on weekdays seemed to cry out in tears when looking at Tang Wanrou, her biological daughter.

"You useless thing, holding a pillow, pretending to be crazy and stupid. The Prime Minister's Mansion and the Duke's Mansion fell. You think you have a good life. Go quickly and go to the Prince's Palace to plead with you. After all, you have been married for many years and you should have some feelings. If you have no child and are framed by Zhou Liangdi, you can use this to gain sympathy!! Go quickly!!"

Tang Yuan pushed away Tang Yu who was blocking in front, and reached out and pulled out the "child" that Tang Wanrou was holding and smashed to the ground.

Xiao Jin's quilt was in a mess, and the pillow in the quilt rolled to the ground, stained with dust and mud.

Tang Wanrou's thin shoulders were held tightly by Tang Yuan's two big hands.

Crying and shouting, wanting to take back my child, but he still has not yet passed the confinement period and his body is weaker now and he has no strength to break free.

He could only let Tang Yuan be shackled. "Did you hear that I have raised you for so long? You should give me some rewards. Your mother is dead and it has no effect on my court. You are still the Crown Princess. Go and plead with you, maybe it's useful!"

Tang Wanrou's eyes returned to dullness.

The thin body in Tang Yuanshi's hands was like falling leaves floating in the wind.

Tang Yu was not curious about Tang Yuan's change of face. If he had no interests, reputation and status.

It's normal for Tang Yuan to go crazy. "Did you hear it?" Tang Yuan shouted with a heart-breaking voice, wishing he could wake up Tang Wanrou all at once.

So that she can inherit her mother's mantle.

The whole life is for his journey of success.

When Tang Yuan saw that Tang Wanrou did not react, he looked at Tang Yu again.

The eyes were hopeful. "Xiaoyu, you are also the daughter of your father. I heard that you are also very favored by Your Highness. Go to the palace and ask Your Majesty to regain your father's original position. In the future, my father promises that you will ask Your Majesty to continue your mother as the wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion." "You will also be the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion in the future. When your daughter gets married, you must have a family to rely on. It will not be beneficial to you if the Prime Minister's Mansion falls. Are you right?"

Look.

This is the true face of Tang Yuan.

The Zhao family liked such a shameless person throughout their life.

No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!

Although she hated Tang Wanrou and Zhao, she also sighed.

Once a woman dedicates her sincerity, it is equivalent to handing a knife to a person.

And this knife always threatens your heart.

Whether to poke it or not depends on the person's conscience.

But men in the world are so lucky. "Sir, I..." "Father, let's go see your mother, we will talk about your affairs in the future." Tang Wanrou's calm voice came from behind.

Seeing that Tang Wanrou was sober, she had not rejected his proposal, and turned around and threw Tang Yu behind her head.

Kixiang smiled and turned around immediately, "Hey, go see your mother, you're okay, alas, I was too excited for my father just now and my behavior was a bit too extreme. I didn't care for you."

Tang Wanrou's face was absent-minded.

Shake her head, "Daughter is fine."

Maybe people can't cry when facing sad things, and her expression is calm.

Tang Yuan, "You should also be mourning about your mother's affairs. I think it was during the Birthday Festival. She couldn't bear the humiliation and heard the bad news about you again. She thought it was her reason that made you give birth to a freak, so she chose to commit suicide. What's this? My father also cared about you and didn't want to see you become decadent."

"If your mother was there, she wouldn't have wanted to see you as crazy as before."

Tang Yuan pushed all the responsibility to the accident of the Wanbao Festival in a few words, and the mistake of Tang Wanrou sending the message.

This caused Zhao's death.

Tang Yu walked behind the two of them.

She lowered her head and sneered silently.

I don’t know what Tang Wanrou thinks, she just thinks Tang Yuan is very ridiculous.

She ruined the lives of several women by mistake by herself, and now she is now putting the blame on others.

If you care enough about Zhao, I believe that Zhao would not live in the branch.

"I went to see your legitimate mother with the Crown Princess, and you can find a place to rest." Tang Yuan seemed to have forgotten that when Tang Wanrou was not awake just now, he was whispering to Tang Yu. At this time, Tang Wanrou had to use it and was cold to Tang Yu again.

But she didn't want to go at first.

I came to the Prime Minister's Mansion just to watch the fun and avoid losing talk. "Yes."

Ummy Zhang was not taken away either, and Tang Yuan and Tang Wanrou entered the mourning hall alone.

Tang Yu suddenly smiled and said, "Madam Zhang, long time no see!"

The two of them looked at Xiaoyuan and Xiaotao. Xiaotao understood it and quietly took out the handkerchief from their sleeves.

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