The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 157: Proud of you

One hundred and fifty-seventh chapter is proud of you

Zi An looked at his back, his teeth itch with hatred, the regent always said half of what he said, and then diverted the topic so that no one could ask him any further.

The most unbearable thing is that his words are always so true and false that you can never tell the difference.

Rogue!

It's almost Hai Shi when Ni Rong's affairs are handled well.

Chen Liuliu was tired after playing with the maids for a day. She slept on her stomach on the stone table in the yard.

In the past few days, she has not made any progress with Xiao Tuo. She hasn't said a word yet. The only progress is that she often sees him.

Chen Liuliu told Zian that she was going to break into Xiao Tuo's interior slowly, so she was not in a hurry.

Zian admired her very much. She thought she would give up if she didn't talk to Xiao Tuo for two or three days. This kind of tenacity is not found in ordinary ladies.

Chen Liuliu deserves respect, and if this tenacity is used in other areas, it will certainly be successful.

When they left the mansion, it happened that the imperial concubine also came back from outside the mansion.

She came back from the palace. On the first day of every month, she would enter the palace to greet the old lady. She didn't go yesterday, because there were many people who entered the palace yesterday, so she entered the palace today instead.

This is the first time that Zi'an has met a concubine face to face.

She took Chen Liuliu and saluted, "See the imperial concubine."

The imperial concubine stood still and looked at Xia Zian. Her face was calm and her eyes were calm, but this calm always felt a little strange.

"Your father invited Aijia to go to the wedding tomorrow, and you told your father that Aijia was not feeling well, so he would not go, but the ceremony would come when no one was there." The concubine said.

"Yes, thank the concubine, the concubine, take care." Zi An said, although she hated the person who once ordered people to throw herself in the mass grave to kill, she still couldn't conflict with her.

"Xia Zian," the imperial concubine had already taken a step forward, but stopped and said, "Aijia has asked the empress dowager today, and the will of marriage will come down in two days."

Zi An was startled, but still respectfully said: "Thank you, the Empress Dowager."

The imperial concubine smiled indifferently, "You will know in the future whether you should thank the family today."

After speaking, I went in coldly.

Chen Liuliu helped Zi'an up, and she said in confusion: "Why do you know if you should thank her in the future? You don't really thank her, does she not know?"

Zi An smiled, "Yes, I'm not sincere, she also knows that everyone is just talking about scenes, but her scenes suggest the danger of me getting married in the future."

Although Chen Liuliu is rude, she understands a lot. "If she wants to deal with you, there is really nothing better than you being her daughter-in-law."

Murong Jie stood in front of the porch, watching the two meet.

The imperial concubine walked by his side and said coldly: "According to your request, the Ai family has entered the palace to request an decree."

"It's hard work!" Murong Jie's expression was half-smiling.

"Even if Ai's family doesn't go to this incident, she will order marriage sooner or later, what are you anxious about?" The concubine was very displeased.

Murong Jie snuggled up in front of the railing, with a faint smile on his lips, looking a little cynical, "This is different, she is the daughter-in-law of the concubine who specially entered the palace to ask for an decree. Isn't it?"

"I know you hate Aijia, but Aijia has not provoke her anymore. Why do you humiliate your biological mother like this?" The concubine said with a gloomy face.

Murong Jie stared at her, his smile widening, "Look at what the mother-in-law said? How could a son hate his mother? Unless this mother ever wanted to kill her son, but this It's impossible. Tiger poison doesn't eat children, not to mention that your mother is a noble concubine who is dear to the father. Do you remember what the father said in the canonization edict? You are gentle, polite, thrifty, elegant and dignified, and you are humble and careful. It can be regarded as a model for women in the world."

The imperial concubine turned blue with anger and stared at him like a poisoned arrow, but slowly calmed down, "You can say whatever you like, Aijia has a clear conscience."

Murong Jie chuckled lightly, "I just like the brazenness and self-deception of the mother concubine."

She said coldly: "Don't be complacent, Aijia is always your mother and concubine, even if Aijia is different, your father and emperor rule the world with benevolence and filial piety, but as long as Aijia is still in this mansion, you must abide by filial piety. , there can be no slightest neglect."

"The concubine is joking, how could a son not be filial to the concubine?" Murong Jie smiled and turned away, "Isn't it just doing filial piety now? By the way, this king has already decreed that it is not a big funeral. , the King of Nanhuai was not allowed to enter the capital."

The concubine's face was broken, and she asked desperately, "He is your brother, so you are so cruel?"

"Comparing what my concubine did with him, my son is already very kind. If I did the same thing as you, my concubine wouldn't be able to stand here today and talk to me, and he wouldn't be able to be his beautiful Nanhuai in the southern country. King."

The imperial concubine sneered and looked back at Aunt Sizhu, "If you say that Aijia is soft, he will be soft. It seems that you misunderstood him."

Aunt Sizhu said softly, "The imperial concubine did not give in."

"Really?" The concubine was so angry that her lips were trembling, "Aijia entered the palace today to ask for an decree, and such a humiliation is not considered soft?"

Aunt Sizhu shook her head, "Prince Concubine, as long as you still regard him as your son, and you have a good life, you will always wash away the unhappy things before."

"No need, Aijia is with him, the mother and son are completely in love." The concubine turned around and left decisively.

Aunt Sizhu hesitated for a moment, then chased after Murong Jie's disappearing line of defense.

"Wait a minute, my lord!"

Murong Jie turned around and asked, "Auntie something?"

Aunt Sizhu said softly, "My lord, the concubine already knew that she was wrong, can you..."

Aunt Sizhu couldn't say anything, because it was reluctant in her opinion, but she hoped that the situation would not develop in a direction she didn't want.

Murong Jie stared at Aunt Sizhu, "Auntie seems to be over fifty this year?"

"It's sixty." Aunt Sizhu gave a desolate smile, "The hair is already white and dyed black."

"My aunt is getting old, maybe it's time to go back home." Murong Jie said lightly.

Aunt Sizhu shook her head, "I am afraid that this servant will be inseparable from the imperial concubine, and I am used to having her by my side."

"People are always learning to change."

Aunt Sizhu's face is a little dazed. She has thought about leaving more than once, but can she really let it go?

She has been with the young lady all her life, from the maid to the palace, to the death of the late emperor and leaving the palace to enter the palace. This life is very long, but now the memories are slipping by in an instant.

She still shook her head, "No, the slaves will die in this palace, die sooner rather than later."

She didn't expect that some words would come true.

She knelt down, "My aunt has never begged the prince in her life, but this time, my aunt is begging you. I think she is still your mother. No matter what she does, don't hurt her life. Aunt begs you."

"What is she going to do?" Murong Jie saw something on Aunt Sizhu's face.

"No, nothing." Aunt Sizhu smiled sadly, "Your Highness, take care!"

She stood up and looked at the most dignified Murong Jie in front of her. She remembered that when he was young, he always liked to turn around her, and when he was born, that wrinkled smiling face, that once pink life , she held in her arms, and now, the child has grown up and grown into the appearance she wanted.

"Auntie, I will be proud of you in this life." After Aunt Sizhu finished speaking, she gave her a deep look and turned away.