Reborn on the wedding night, the regent princess said she knew she was wrong

Yun Qingluo did not give the imperial concubine a chance to speak, and continued:

"I remember that the imperial concubine once taught me the saying, 'When the master speaks, there is no reason for a slave to interrupt,' right? Speaking of which, I was taught by the imperial concubine.

Now that the maids around the imperial concubine do not understand the rules, I will condescend to discipline them for you.

Come here, this person is disrespectful to me, I will pull her down and hit her with thirty boards. "

Yun Qingluo snorted coldly, ignored the imperial concubine's cannibalistic gaze, looked at the palace maid and said coldly.

In the last life, I always ran to the palace for Mo Beili. The imperial concubine scolded me for not knowing how to behave, and also said many unpleasant things.

Yuntao was furious at the time, and after a few words of defense for her, she was beaten twenty times and had to lie in bed for a whole month.

Now, she wants to get it back for Yuntao.

The imperial concubine's chest heaved up and down with anger, "You...you are so presumptuous!"

Yun Qingluo said, "Don't worry, I have something more presumptuous...

Come, capture the imperial concubine. She ignored the royal law and took away the legitimate daughter of the Yuan family as she pleased. Then she framed my princess's horse, drugged the horse, and killed this princess. She also mutilated the regent's legitimate son. It is really a crime. amnesty. "

Everyone was shocked, what, the princess is pregnant?

"King, the princess is pregnant? Is this true? They just got married in the cold winter last year, right?"

"How did this bitch get pregnant so soon? How could this happen?"

"Humph, I was so bumpy on the horse just now, and I don't know if the fetus is still there."

"The Prince Regent has a queen? It's really an eye-opener. Our Lord God of War has a queen."

Yun Qingluo seemed oblivious to the sounds around her. There were thousands of people with different faces. She accepted both good and bad, but this did not affect her.

But when the imperial concubine heard what Yun Qingluo said, her expression changed drastically.

"What? Are you pregnant? Impossible, this is impossible, you obviously drank..." The imperial concubine suddenly reacted and remained silent.

Yun Qingluo's eyebrows flashed, and her voice was indifferent, "You mean that Juezi Soup?"

The imperial concubine was speechless, "What? You know...you know you still drink?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Yun Qingluo's eyes, and she said calmly, "Ah, don't you know? The soup has long been secretly replaced by the third prince's tonic soup."

The imperial concubine's eyes were in disbelief, "How is this possible? The queen never told me."

Yun Qingluo said mockingly, "Her son wants to use the regent's decree to gain power and become the prince. Why should she tell you?"

The imperial concubine subconsciously retorted, "It's impossible, she doesn't dare to do that."

Yun Qingluo asked slowly, "Why is it impossible?"

"Of course it's the emperor..." When the imperial concubine said this, an idea came to her mind and she hurriedly stopped talking.

Yun Qingluo's pupils suddenly sank, and anger flashed through his eyes.

The whole world wants to kill her A Chen and her.

At first I thought she was a loser, and marrying Mo Beichen wouldn't have much impact.

Later it was discovered that she could compose poetry, have talents, and have medical skills...

The most important thing is that she and A Chen have become very affectionate after marriage, and she feels that she may be able to help A Chen in the future.

So I wanted to kill her, so that Mo Beichen would lose a lot of help.

However, how can everything in the world go as they wish?

Yun Qingluo came back to her senses and looked at the imperial concubine, her eyes full of doubts, "What's wrong?"

The imperial concubine shook her sleeves angrily, "Don't worry so much. Anyway, if you dare to let them arrest me today, the emperor will definitely punish you when he comes back."

Yun Qingluo raised her eyebrows, "I was just about to go to the emperor for comment."

"Why are you still standing there, tied up?" Yun Qingluo snorted coldly.

With an order, the guards were dispatched, but no maid or palace maid could stop them.

"Presumptuous, what are you doing? I am the imperial concubine, let go, let go." The imperial concubine roared.

The guards ignored him and were about to tie up the imperial concubine when they suddenly heard an announcement:

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Everyone was shocked, and Yun Qingluo was also stunned. He raised his head and glanced at An Jiu, who shook his head slightly.

"See you, Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty." Everyone at the polo ground knelt down and saluted.

The drama today is so lively, this is what everyone is thinking at the moment.

Only Yun Qingluo stood and bowed his head in salute. Seeing this, the emperor became more and more dissatisfied.

Turning around, he saw several guards standing beside the imperial concubine, and his face immediately turned cold, "What's going on?"

Yun Qingluo stood up and pinched her thigh hard. Her eyes were red from the pain, but there were no tears.

Yun Qingluo was a little embarrassed. It seemed that her acting skills still needed practice...

But that didn't stop her from covering her face with a handkerchief and howling:

"Your Majesty, oh my lord, my lord, please help me."

When the emperor heard this familiar cry, his head was buzzing.

He frowned and said coldly, "Why are you crying? Aren't you standing here properly? What kind of life did you save?"

Yun Qingluo ignored it and continued to cry, "Your Majesty, someone is planning to kill me, and they want to kill your own nephew."

The emperor didn't react and asked in confusion, "What? Kiss your nephew? Who?"

Yun Qingluo's mouth covered by her sleeves curled up slightly, but her voice was full of hesitation and fear, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I am pregnant with A Chen's flesh and blood, am I not your biological nephew?"

The emperor was shocked and his eyes widened, "What did you say? Are you pregnant?"

After speaking, he glanced at the imperial concubine, only to see her shaking her head and frowning immediately.

Not infertile? How is it possible to be pregnant?

Even if the imperial doctor's diagnosis was wrong, there was no way she could get pregnant if she drank that big bowl of Juezi soup.

pretend?

Yun Qingluo asked falsely, "Yes, isn't the Emperor happy that he has a nephew?"

Emperor: I'm so happy...

When Yun Qingluo saw the emperor's suspicious eyes on her, she immediately wrinkled her face, clutched her stomach and cried:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, oh... oh, my stomach... my stomach hurts so much, oh oh. Is there something wrong with my child?"

The emperor glanced at Yun Qingluo indifferently, without revealing anything, and said in a majestic voice, "I heard that the princess was jolted on the horse. Come, please ask the imperial doctor to take a look at the lady. Don't do anything wrong."

The two perform different roles, but the purpose is the same.

The emperor wanted to know if she was pregnant, and she also wanted to use the emperor's doctor to confirm the pregnancy.

Whenever the emperor wants the imperial doctor to lie, she has already prepared other doctors, and is not afraid that he will deny it.

If the emperor's people tell the truth, then they will be accused of murdering the royal heirs.

No matter what the imperial doctor says, it will not affect the next scene.

Yun Qingluo wished that the emperor would ask for an imperial doctor.

But Yun Qingluo looked at the imperial doctor who walked in from the door of the racecourse.

I thought to myself: The imperial doctor came a little too quickly, it seems that the dog emperor has not let down his guard against her at all.

My acting was in vain just now, and my acting was a bit embarrassing.

After checking the pulse, the imperial doctor seemed afraid to make a conclusion and checked again.

Then he walked up to the emperor and nodded slightly. The emperor moved his fingers slightly, and then the imperial doctor spoke:

"Back to the emperor, the princess is indeed pregnant, more than three months old."

The emperor's face darkened. A bowl of Juezi soup didn't abort the fetus?

The emperor asked again, "Is the princess feeling well?"