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Chapter 90: The Woman in the Painting

It doesn't matter that the mother is gone, she still has her son Xiaoxiao, no, she also took this opportunity to let Xiaoxiao act out a play of a filial son saving his mother. This touched the heart of Emperor Ming, didn't it?

Otherwise, why would Emperor Bei'an send something to appease Chu Yan? Doesn't he know what this action means in the eyes of others?

Now people are spreading rumors in the streets and alleys, saying that King Duan's filial piety, kindness and wisdom moved the world. Even the emperor loved him very much and rewarded him with many things to appease King Duan and his son. The common people praised the kindness of the two fathers and the filial piety of their sons, and their support

Extremely high.

It has to be said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Ziluo loses her power, her ability to control people's hearts is still so high.

"Miss Guo Fu, didn't the tenth prince and the eleventh princess come with you today?"

Chu Wanxiang changed the subject and asked Jiang Rong about her children.

Instead of talking about Ziluo, a thoughtful and cunning woman, she preferred to talk about the lovely twins.

Especially Eleven, her innocent and pure personality makes her both envious and affectionate.

"Chu Wanxiang heard that your wedding is coming soon." She yelled that she wanted to prepare a gift for you.

Speaking of his children, Jiang Rong's face showed endless love.

In the deep palace, people's hearts are sinister, and only her children can bring her warmth.

"The tenth prince really loves the eleventh princess." Chufu is the name of the tenth prince Chu Jin, and Chu Wanxiang is also very interested in this tenth prince.

He obviously looks like a seven-year-old child, but he always looks like a little adult, with a deep look in his eyes. What he says is not like what a child would say, it is obscure and difficult to understand.

He looks cold to everyone, but he loves Shi Yi very much, to the point of doting on him.

"That child is very thoughtful. He never talks much to me, my concubine. He only smiles when he faces Eleven. "I think it's because the twins are in love with each other."

Unfold the completed red paper-cut, and an exquisite double happiness will appear before your eyes.

"Mom, Guo Fu's hands are so dexterous." Chu Wanxiang looked at the paper-cut in her hand and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Her craftsmanship is indescribable.

"The princess won the prize." Jiang Rong looked at the paper-cut in his hand, smiled, took it from her hand, revised it twice, and when he pulled it open, a pair of flying birds appeared.

"May the princess and the prince fly together like these two flying birds, and their love last forever."

"The Emperor Ming thanked the Queen for her auspicious words. A blush appeared on Chu Mingyi's face. She smiled slightly and took the pair of paper-cut birds from Jiang Rong's hand.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the second day of February. On this day, everyone in Prince Gong’s Mansion got up before dawn to prepare for the wedding banquet of Chu Wanxiang and Xiao Wu.

The Queen Mother sent someone to take Chu Wanxiang to Luan Yi Palace early in the morning, and asked Xiao Wu to go to Luan Yi Palace to pick up the bride.

Chu Wanxiang sat in the sedan in a daze. She read the medical book too late last night, and now she is dizzy.

After jumping around in the sedan for a long time, it finally stopped. However, it was completely quiet outside the sedan, and no one saw Mo Yan coming over and opening the curtain.

Chu Wanxiang noticed something was wrong and opened the car curtain, only to see Chu Yan standing in front with a half-smiling smile.

"Emperor Ming, long time no see." Chu Yan looked her up and down with malicious eyes, and a strange light flashed in Chu Yan's eyes.

"Your Highness Prince Duan, if you want to attend the wedding, you can wait at Prince Gong's Mansion. The Queen Mother is still waiting for Emperor Ming to pass by. If it is too late, the Queen Mother will be worried."

Chu Wanxiang looked around and confirmed that she had indeed entered the palace, but she did not know which palace she was in.

Because the Empress Dowager Yi Zhi was preparing to enter the palace, Tian Qing Yue Bai did not follow. Now Chu Mingyi and Chu Yan stood face to face, her head kept turning, thinking about escaping.

"Emperor Ming, don't use the Queen Mother to suppress the king. Even if the Queen Mother really orders someone to find someone, she will never find this Locking Heart Pavilion."

Chu Yan smiled coldly, took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and wanted to pull Chu Wanxiang over, but he didn't expect that his hand was pricked by her golden needle.

Under the stress reaction, he retracted his hand in pain and glared at Chu Wanxiang angrily: "You know Kung Fu?"

For such a long time, no one knew that Chu Wanxiang was a member of the Lian family.

"Okay, Emperor Ming, you are really powerful. You hid your strength and pretended to be a weak woman to deceive everyone. If I report this to his father, you will be guilty of deceiving me."

"Your Highness's words are biased. Ever since Emperor Ming joined Bei'an, she has never said that she does not understand Kung Fu. You are just guessing and putting your self-righteous image on me. What is the crime? If Your Highness insists on taking this

If such a crime is placed on Emperor Ming, can Emperor Ming still sue His Highness for slander?"

She is not a clay figure, let Chu Yan flatten her and make her round again.

"Hmph. You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I want to see that no matter how powerful your mouth is, it can surpass this king."

Even if she knows kung fu, so what, her three-legged cat kung fu is no match for her own martial arts.

Chu Yan grabbed Chu Wanxiang's hand and dragged her into the lock pavilion.

As soon as she opened the door, she was stunned by everything inside.

The walls are covered with portraits of women, crying, lying down, curled up, almost all covering their faces. Even if the expressions cannot be seen, the pain of the women can be seen from the body alone.

There are also several pictures, all of which are full of gestures that extremely humiliate women. Above these gestures, there is a figure of a person.

Chu Wanxiang was pushed to the ground by Chu Yan, and fell next to a piece of white paper. Chu Yan bent down and pressed her down, holding his hands on both sides of his head.

"Chu Wanxiang, take a good look, who is in this painting?" Chu Wanxiang pressed the button inexplicably, making Chu Yan extremely excited.

With a ferocious smile on his face, there was a morbid desire to conquer. He always wanted to tear open Chu Wanxiang's calm shell. He wanted to see her begging in pain under his body.

This madman. His smell made her want to vomit.

The face was roughly swept aside, and she saw the only one of the paintings in which the woman's face was clearly visible.

The woman's hand in the painting was forcefully pulled away, revealing a pear-shaped face.

That was her mother, Queen Gu Ruoxin of Nanzhao.

The only heroine in these humiliating portraits.

I suddenly felt a dull pain in my chest, as if I had been stabbed with a blunt object and then torn into pieces.

Her mother and concubine have always been gentle and beautiful. She has never seen her mother sad beside her father.

Mother was the kindest person in the world. Even if the servant knocked over the teapot and burned her hand, she never scolded her. Instead, she gently comforted the frightened servant, worrying whether he would be punished.

Such a gentle and kind mother was so humiliated and painted into such a humiliating portrait.
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