Chapter 504

"His highness King Xuan is in charge of the construction project." Even Ann dared not bow her head and replied respectfully. No one could find anything unusual.

"Oh, let's go!" Zhao Fei seemed uninteresting. She retracted her hand into the Luan sedan chair and said faintly.

"Yes, let's go!" The eunuch shouted at his command.

Luan drove forward again. No one noticed. A pink veil floated out from under the base of Luan frame and was falling in the grass.

When de Luan drove away, he even walked forward two steps quietly. He happened to stand by the pink handkerchief and see if he was near. He lowered his head and seemed to brush his robe. The pink handkerchief fell into his hands quietly.

He stood up and strode in as if nothing had happened.

It was night. He Hui, the master of the he family in the study of Lian an, the Minister of the Ministry of industry, looked at the pink veil in his hand with a gloomy face and said anxiously: "Lord Lian, is this really the words of the empress Zhao? Didn't the empress promise us that Yufen must be the side concubine when she entered the Palace last time? How can she become an ordinary concubine room now? What can I do..."

"The meaning of empress Zhao is very clear. It has to be slowly planned. It's too urgent for a moment." Lian an said calmly, took a sip of the tea on the table and asked, "I heard that your house has sent people to investigate everywhere these two days. What happened?"

He Hui was stunned and looked a little embarrassed. Although he knew that Lian an was on his side, a good girl's home was missing. He Hui was really embarrassed to say such a big scandal. These days, they searched all places and even went to King Xuan's house once, but they heard that although he Yuxiu had been to King Xuan's house that day, But in the end, they didn't go in. As soon as their people left, they ran away through the side door.

Then there was no news. He Hui's head ached when he thought that he would marry Yu Mingyong in a few days.

It turned out that he didn't attach so much importance to this marriage. A worthless dandy, that is, the harem has a favorite sister to rely on. There are people in the harem, so it can't be regarded as a good marriage.

But he Yufen is not here now. He Yufen can only enter the palace as an aunt and needs help very much. Yu Mingyong's marriage is even good because the jade imperial concubine is here. Besides, he Yufen is still treated as his wife.

"Lord Lian, please help me find Yuxiu. She... She's gone?" There was really no way to go. He Hui still endured the embarrassment and asked Lian an for help.

"Miss He Er is gone? What happened?" Lian an opened her eyes and asked in surprise.

"It's not a big deal, just... I'm not satisfied with the marriage of the jade family, but now, what if I'm not satisfied?" He Hui stamped his feet angrily and blamed he Yuxiu for his ignorance. Of course, he wouldn't tell Lian an that it was his family's secret, not even Lian an.

"It's nothing to lose your temper in a little girl's house. I'll send more people to look for it these days. In addition, you have already made preparations for miss he's business." Lian an picked up tea to see off the guests.

"Yes, thank you, my Lord." Seeing the opportunity, he Hui withdrew.

When he Hui was far away, even an stood up and walked out, saying to the housekeeper: "go and report to my wife that I still have dinner tonight. When I came back late in the evening, I'll rest in my study and ask my wife not to leave the door."

"Yes." The Housekeeper should come down.

After Mo Xuetong came back from the palace, he separated from Feng Jue ran at the intersection and went to the Fuguo government.

Prince Xuan's residence has been closed these days. The Fuguo government sends people to the door from time to time to send some things to inquire about Mo Xuetong. I know that my grandmother must be anxious and angry these days. After thanking me in the palace, I went to see my grandmother first before I went to the Fuguo government. Mother Shen, who is beside the old prince, has been there for a long time.

Seeing Mo Xuetong coming, he smiled and greeted her to the old Taijun's yard.

The maid picked up the curtain and entered the door of the house. She saw the old gentleman sitting on the couch trembling and standing up. She said excitedly, "pupil..."

Lao Taijun didn't look well. The last time she left, although her illness was not serious, her physique was really bad.

Lao Taijun was in good health when she was young, but she hurt her body when she gave birth to her daughter, and then she didn't regenerate. When Luo Xia disappeared, she was also seriously ill, and even hurt the root. Later, it was good and bad, and she couldn't break the root. When Bai Yihao prescribed the medicine, it was ok, but as soon as Bai Yihao left, the disease couldn't be cured.

Looking at the tearful and concerned eyes of the old Tai Jun, a warm current surged through the black snow pupil's heart.

No matter whether the old prince is her own grandmother or not, in her heart, Mo Xuetong always feels that the princess of Jin who has never met has left no trace in her memory of two lives. In particular, seeing the happy tears of the always strong old prince, Mo Xuetong flashed a trace of shame for her doubts.

"Grandma, tong'er is fine. It's really fine." Mo Xuetong stepped forward two steps, reached out his hand to hold the old gentleman, and held her to sit down on the couch. Her eyes were as bright as stars, with a quiet smile.

"Did your highness Xuan do anything to make the emperor angry?" The old gentleman took Mo Xuetong's hand and asked anxiously.

"Nothing. It's about the fourth younger sister. It involves tong'er. Then somehow, the emperor was angry with the Lord. Grandma can rest assured that it's all right now." Mo Xuetong comforted her.

The old lady frowned slightly. Of course, she had already inquired about fengjuelei Puguang temple. It has been widely spread in the capital. Most people think that the king of Yan made such a thing in order to design the king of Xuan. It's hard to believe that Princess Xuan helped her elope, and then died clean.

Mo xueqiong took good care of Yan Wang's side imperial concubine, but wanted to elope with a young man and took the documents of Yan Wang's residence with her. This is ridiculous!

"It's said that the prince of the state of Ming went to Puguang temple with King Yan that day, and the government of the state of Ming also intervened?" The old gentleman was not a simple woman in a deep house. After a little thought, he understood and asked with concern, holding Mo Xuetong's hand.

Each of the four prefectures is a great family with hundreds of years of history. The news network is complex, and the old Taijun has his own source of information.

"Is the son of the Duke of the Ming Dynasty there? Tong'er didn't see the son of the Duke of the Ming Dynasty, but Princess Yan was very aggressive. Then something happened to the maid around Mo xueqiong, tong'er always felt that it didn't seem to be the matter of the king of Yan..." speaking of Mo Yan, Mo Xuetong's face turned red. It must be a scandal of the Mo mansion.

But now Mo Xuetong has to say, in order to raise the old Taijun's vigilance, but he can't say it clearly. He has to pretend that he doesn't know and let the old Taijun check it himself.

The four aristocratic families are intertwined and intertwined. If my grandmother is not aware of the abnormality of the Ming government, maybe one day the Ming government will even plan the Fu government. One of the purposes of Mo Xuetong's visit today is to make my grandmother suspect you Yuecheng and the Ming government.

Although Mo Yan is beautiful, it is also a Chinese posture. Such a beauty is as numerous as a cow's hair in King Yan's house. Mo Xuetong doesn't think that King Yan fengjuelei will look at Mo Yan differently, but if Mo Yan doesn't have a relationship with King Yan, who can enter the solid backyard of the king's house.

Moreover, after the incident, the attitude of Feng Juelei and you Yuee completely ignored it and had no intention to argue. It seemed that they recognized it. This is what made Mo Xuetong feel strange most? Who deserves the silence of the king of Yan and doesn't hesitate to carry the black pot! Among them, you Yuecheng is most likely to participate in the cooperation.

Only you Yuecheng can make the king of Yan and Princess of Yan shut up about the pregnancy of the maid, let alone the origin of the child in her belly.

"Tong'er, in the future, we should pay attention to the son of the Duke of the Ming Dynasty. He is a patient man. This time King Yan's house suffered a great loss, he will not give up. Stay away from him and don't compete with him." The old Taijun's eyes are slightly heavy. She is not an old lady who only knows the fight in the backyard. She has experienced a lot of these things between aristocratic families.

"Grandma, do you mean it has something to do with you Yuecheng?"

"The Duke of the Ming Dynasty has a close relationship with King Yan's house now. King Yan has made such a big plan to meet you and his highness King Xuan. It must have something to do with you Yuecheng. You'll still be far away from him in the future." The old gentleman said uneasily.

"Grandma, don't worry, tong'er is not bullied by others. Tong'er is now Princess Xuan. If she only shrinks in case of anything, others will only bully tong'er more. Besides, sometimes others don't allow tong'er to retreat. Since you Yuecheng hurt tong'er with King Yan, he won't stop here. What if tong'er avoids him!"

No matter where you Yuecheng's inexplicable hostility came from, since he started to hurt himself, the two stood on the opposite side. Since they were enemies, they were bound to fight each other, and they would never let themselves go. There were some old things about his mother. He seemed to have some evidence. He absolutely wanted to rush between his actions and straighten out the things of the day.

Looking at the stubborn and tight appearance of his granddaughter, the old Taijun sighed deeply and thought of his daughter who had hurt all his life in the palm of his hand. If her daughter could be as strong as tong'er, or she wouldn't have died so early, the corners of her eyes couldn't help being astringed when she thought of this.

"Tong'er, no matter what tong'er does, grandma will support you!" He turned his head and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. The old Taijun said solemnly.

Looking at the old gentleman's old face, serious expression, loving eyes and the gray hair on her temples, Mo Xuetong was hot in his heart, rushed into the old gentleman's arms and shouted, "Grandma!"

His throat choked, but he couldn't speak any more.

Grandma sincerely regards her mother as her daughter and herself as her own granddaughter. Is it really good to talk about the past she tried to bury at this time?

She raised her mother and loved her wholeheartedly. An old man put so much effort on his daughter, but because his daughter died early, he fell on his granddaughter. He just wanted to give everything he had to his granddaughter. At this time, the granddaughter said that she was not her own granddaughter. Why do you embarrass her.

Under his hand, the old prince was thin and almost had only a handful of bones, but he was still holding her hard, patting her on the back with his hand, and said with a choking smile: "tong'er, good, it's all right, there's my grandmother."

My heart hurts. I feel sorry for this white haired old man.

Since my grandmother didn't want to let herself know that she wasn't her own granddaughter, why did she have to twist her heart? In the last life, even if she used the Fuguo government to make profits for Sima Lingyun, since the Fuguo government fell because of Sima Lingyun, my grandmother didn't blame herself, let alone angrily say that she wasn't her own granddaughter.

It's more profound than kinship to get the wholehearted protection of such an old man. How Mo Xuetong is willing to hurt the old prince and read it for a moment. At this time, she has made up her mind that she must not let her grandmother know that her mother is not her own daughter, let alone let the old man hang on and feel sad.