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Of course he recognizes this child of the Chen family, but the question is, no matter how bad the Queen Mother is, how can she have an affair with a grandnephew from a branch of the branch?
Or under such a bright blue sky and white sun?
Is it so lonely and unbearable?
This must be someone who has been wronged.
Although Chen Chaozhi felt that the Queen Mother had been wronged, he could not find any evidence to prove that the Queen Mother had indeed been wronged.
So he could only say twice, "Your Highness the Crown Prince. Your Majestythe Crown Princess."
Mo Lian raised her hand and said coldly, "Prime Minister Zuo doesn't have to make excuses for her. This matter involves the integrity of the royal family. I believe that the Prime Minister must have made a choice in his mind."
A choice? Chen Chaozhi's heart skipped a beat.
Queen Mother Chen was kneeling there. Seeing a trace of hesitation and confusion on the Prime Minister's nephew's face, she couldn't help but said angrily, "No, it's not what you said, Prince! Why don't you wake him up quickly? Wake him up!"
Queen Mother Chen screamed at the two Chen family servants like crazy.
When the two sons of the Chen family saw this, they wished they could poke their eyes out and pretend they didn't see anything.
He took a few steps forward in fear, and at the urging of Empress Dowager Chen's cold eyes, she slapped the grandnephew of the Chen family twice hard on the face.
The man woke up with a startle, only to hear a sharp scream at the head.
"Chen Qian, tell the truth, who did you come to the garden to see?"
Chen Qian¡¯s face was blank, and she quickly spat out the words she had silently recited hundreds of times before, "The villain is here to see the Crown Princess. It was the Crown Princess who made an appointment with the villain here"
Qiao Mu sneered.
Queen Mother Chen quickly crawled forward and stared at Mo Lian with a twisted face, "Did you hear that? Listenah!"
Mo Lian kicked her violently, knocking her to the ground, and blood spurted out with a "wow" sound.
"You! You." Queen Mother Chen's face changed drastically. It seemed that she didn't expect that Mo Lian didn't even care about her face?
The little princess glanced at Chen Qian, who was kneeling and trembling with disdain, and threw herself into Mo Lian's arms.
The latter naturally put his arms around her, raised his hand and stroked the back of her head.
Qiao Mu turned his little head and stared at Empress Dowager Chen for a long time with the eyes of a corpse, and then said with a sarcastic expression, "The brain is sick."
"I'm not like the Queen Mother, who has a brain problem and would come to the strange Prince Jianping's residence for a tryst for no reason."
"Furthermore, the Queen Mother wants to frame me, the Crown Princess. Could you please find a decent man?" The little Crown Princess did not hide the contempt on her face.
He raised his head and stretched out his little hand, grabbed Mo Lian's chin and raised it slightly. He turned around and looked at the Queen Mother with a sarcastic tone, "Am I crazy? I don't want my husband who looks like a flower to have this rag beside you." ??¡±
The flower-like husband lowered his eyes silently, blinked, and glanced at his little wife.
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"But you, Queen Mother, are quite old. You have been buried in this deep palace garden all day long, and you have already withered. That's why you are so hungry and want to eat. You can pull in any kind of ghost to nourish you. Ha."
Chen Chaozhi trembled all over, feeling that the little princess's words were extremely vicious, and for a while he couldn't find anything to say to refute.
"How come there is a woman like you in the Chen family?" the little princess said in a cold voice, with a cold light suddenly appearing in her eyes.
"You are unwilling to be alone, you are so shameless! Why are you still standing there?"
¡°Send her on her way!¡±
"no, do not want!"
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