Seeing that Zhenguohou was calm, the wife of Zhenguohou sighed, raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes with a veil, and whispered: "You and I have been married for many years. You don't know what kind of person am I? If there is no evidence, I will talk nonsense?"

"That was Dulun asked Qingliu from Qingliu's mouth. Qingliu said that His Majesty promised her that as long as she could give Chen'er a medicine for five years, she would take her. In just half a year, Chen'er's body would be deficient. If it were five years, even if she did not die, she would have only one breath left. Do you know what is spreading in the capital now?"

Zhenyuan Hou had just returned to the capital, how could he know what was spreading in the capital?

"There are all rumors in the capital. Chen'er's physical loss is in poverty and cannot give birth to children." Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhenyuan could not help but grit her teeth and said with an almost distorted face: "It is true that Chen'er's physical loss is in poverty, but it is just that children are more difficult than ordinary people. The saying is that it is pure nonsense. If someone had not indulged it, how could it spread throughout the capital in just a few days? Husband, I know that you have a very good relationship with the Emperor, but now Your Majesty is not a good master. Even if you don't care, you have to plan for the forty members of the Yan family."

When he heard the wife of Zhenguohou say that the Yan family is forty, Zhenguohou's face trembled, and after a moment, he nodded: "I understand."

He is loyal to the emperor and patriotism, but he also loves his family.

Now that Emperor Chu is coming in a fierce manner, it is obvious that he is the life of his family. Yan Chen has entered the palace, and no matter what, he will take care of the others.

Dust-washing banquet at night.

Because he had something to do in his heart, Zhenguo Hou was particularly quiet. Even if Emperor Chu kept engaging in the atmosphere, Zhenguo Hou was not very talented.

However, Zhenguo is old and his capable man died on the battlefield in the battle here. It is Zheng Chen who is in a bad mood. Although Emperor Chu did not like Zhenguo's face, when he thought of his plan, he couldn't help but raise his lips and smiled slightly.

Because Zhenguo Hou and Yan Wu only came back once a few years, the second day after returning home, Emperor Chu gave special grace to allow Jiujiu to return to the Yan family.

Early the next morning, Jiujiu took a phoenix chasing to the Zhenguo Marquis' Mansion.

The people of Zhenguo Hou's Mansion had been waiting at the door, and after the Fengzhang stopped, they knelt on the ground and shouted for a thousand years.

After Jiujiu entered the Zhenguo Marquis' Mansion, she asked Qinghe to visit his family, leaving only Xiao Guizi and Qingxing to serve him.

Recently, Emperor Chu's eyes became more and more explicit when he saw Jiujiu. The look that he wanted to swallow Jiujiu was disgusting. Jiujiu knew that as long as he was well cared for, Emperor Chu would definitely order his own brand.

Yan Chen hated Emperor Chu and wanted Emperor Chu to die now, and Jiujiu also disgusted Emperor Chu for shamelessness. Even if he was entrusted, he would not want Emperor Chu to get involved in this body. So he simply did not take care of himself and let his body continue to be haggard. This time he came back, he was a little thinner than last time he saw it.

It was okay for Mrs. Zhenyuan Hou and Mrs. Yan to see Jiujiu like this, but the memories of Zhenguo Hou and Yan Wu are still in Yan Chen's white and fat appearance when he was a child. At this moment, he saw that Jiujiu's weak gust of wind could blow down. The long sword penetrated his body and his face was not changed, so he could even behead the leader Zhenyuan Hou, who was trembling.

Yan Wu has always loved the girl Yan Chen the most. When he saw Jiujiu being haggard like this, he was a little afraid to recognize her for a moment, and his voice was filled with tremolo: "Chen'er? You..."

Yan Wu's lips were trembling, and his tiger eyes were wide open because of shock, but his eyes were gradually filled with heartache and pity. If it weren't for Jiujiu's identity, he would have wanted to hold Jiujiu's arm and ask questions.

Isn’t the palace the richest place in the world? Why did Jiujiu become so haggard in this way after less than half a year in the palace?

Jiujiu came to Zhenyuan Marquis' Mansion and made the impression of Emperor Chu's ruthlessness in the hearts of the people in Zhenyuan Marquis' Mansion. Now seeing Yan Wu's appearance, Jiujiu felt a sense of guilt, but soon lowered her eyes to block the apology in her eyes and said, "Father, I'm fine."

After Jiujiu finished speaking, she raised the corners of her mouth and showed a fragile smile.

In the past, Yan Chen was favored, always smiling unscrupulously like a child. Because he was too happy, his eyes bent into two small crescent moons, and his mouth was wide open to reveal a mouthful of white teeth. His vivid appearance infected everyone in the Zhenguo Hou Mansion.

Even though Mrs. Yan would always mutter that Yan Chen was like that, she didn’t look like a lady from a wealthy family, but every time she saw Yan Chen smiling so happily, she couldn’t help but feel happy for Yan Chen.

Now Yan Chen has finally become the lady in her mind, but she is not happy at all.

Thinking of the torture and blow that Yan Chen suffered in the palace in the past six months, Mrs. Yan's eyes were so red that she wanted to rush over and hug Jiujiu and comfort her quietly.

Jiujiu looked up at Zhenguo Hou and Yan Wu.

The Zhenguo Hou had guilt and pain in his eyes, and a little regret, which showed that he knew what was happening to him.

Yan Wu was afraid that Mrs. Yan had not told him about Emperor Chu, so she was just shocked and heartbroken.

Jiujiu pulled open the corners of her mouth and smiled, and said slowly: "Chen'er is unfilial, which makes you worry."

"Chen'er." Zhenguo Hou looked at Jiujiu's well-behaved and sensible appearance, and his regret almost swallowed him like a tide. His mouth was even more bitter. He seemed to have a large stone in his throat, and he couldn't speak. After a long time, he spoke: "It's my grandfather, I'm sorry for you."

If he had insisted at the beginning, Yan Chen would never have entered the palace.

When he thought of what his wife said, the Zhenguo remorseed and stabbed his heart like a sword, making him want to kill the self who agreed to Yan Chen's entry into the palace with one sword.

"Grandfather doesn't need to blame himself." Jiujiu smiled lightly, her every move was exactly like a mother of a country. Jiujiu's voice was very light, and there was no trace of anger that she should have at this age. Instead, she laughed at herself like an old man in her seventies and eighties, saying that she would accept her fate: "This is Chen'er's life, Chen'er, accept her fate."

The more Jiujiu continued to comfort everyone, the hearts of the people in the Marquis’ Mansion of Zhenguo became heavier.

Thinking of the rumors outside, Mrs. Zhenguo Hou couldn't help but speak: "Chen'er, don't take those words outside to heart."

Jiujiu picked up the teacup and paused, and after a few seconds he returned to normal, with obvious mockery in his eyes: "Chen'er understands."

Jiujiu took a sip of tea and looked at the regretful Zhenguo Man, with neither sad nor happy on his face, with a calmness of seeing through everything: "The king asked the minister to die, but the minister had to die. Your Majesty doesn't want me to have children. If I don't want to have children, I'm just my grandfather..."

Jiujiu looked at the Zhenguo Hou and whispered: "A few days ago, when I went to the Taihe Palace to find His Majesty, I accidentally heard His Majesty conspire with Meng Chenzhu to cooperate with the Huns and get rid of our Yan family men." (To be continued)
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