Start in exile? The princess flew a fighter plane to blow up the palace

In the Regent's Palace.

Shangguan Yao held the tea cup and gently blew away the foam on it: "Let's stand in for literature."

Just now, I pulled Jun Jiuye away and asked him to tell me about the things in the prime minister's house.

After all, her mother was coming back to recognize her, so if there was no one with impure intentions, it would be okay. If there was someone with ulterior motives, she would have better take precautions in advance.

After Jun Jiuye's detailed description, Shangguan Yao finally had a preliminary understanding of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It turned out that the prime minister originally only married the prime minister's wife and had no intention of taking a concubine.

As a result, one day, he went to his wife's room, and for some reason, he mistook the maid washing feet for his wife.

can't.

He could only promote her to the rank of concubine, give her a courtyard, and leave her alone. As a result, the maid's belly was as good as hers, and she became pregnant at once.

Although the Prime Minister's wife was sad, she came from a noble family and did not treat her harshly. In the end, the child was born safely.

At that time, the prime minister's house had three legitimate sons, one legitimate young lady, and one concubine.

Later, after the legitimate daughter, that is, her mother disappeared. The prime minister only had four sons left. The prime minister's wife also fell ill due to worry.

Time flies.

In the past twenty years, sons have married and had children one after another, and grandchildren have also been born.

But among the grandchildren in Manfu, there are eight grandsons in direct lineage alone, and two grandsons in the concubine.

It wasn't until the concubine's only granddaughter was born that the prime minister's wife, who missed her daughter, felt a little energetic when she saw her.

From then on, the entire Prime Minister's Palace was extremely concerned about this only girl.

Even the concubine who was not taken seriously was in charge of the palace's middle minister in place of the unwell Prime Minister's wife.

……

Jun Jiuye didn't understand the literature about substitutes, but he understood what substitutes meant. He nodded reluctantly and recalled:

"My mother couldn't leave the palace. Until I was born, she often asked me to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion on her behalf to visit the Prime Minister and his wife. I spent most of my childhood in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Prime Minister Wen can be regarded as my enlightenment master. Until Wen Ziyi was born, her father always carried her around me intentionally or unintentionally. I never went to the Prime Minister's Mansion anymore. I would always go to the Prime Minister's Mansion if I needed help. Meet outside. "

"No wonder she said she was your fiancée, she turned out to be a childhood sweetheart." Shangguan Yao took a sip of tea and joked.

"Impossible! I didn't even have time to hide from her. I only saw her when she was two or three years old. I didn't know what she looked like until today." Jun Jiuye felt as sick as if he had eaten a fly when he heard this. He even retched.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is here."

While the two were chatting, Qingfeng suddenly appeared and reported helplessly.

Jun Jiuye felt embarrassed and rubbed his brows with a headache. If any man from the Wen family had come knocking on the door, he could have just thrown him out. But if Prime Minister Wen came in person, he could not be beaten or scolded.

"You're here, I'm going to meet my grandfather who I've never met before." Shangguan Yao had seen enough of the bustle and understood the information, so he gently put down his tea cup. He thoughtfully helped Jun Jiuye out of trouble.

Jun Jiuye hugged his fists gratefully and greased the soles of his feet, leaving only the old god Shangguan Yao sitting in the hall, waiting for Prime Minister Wen to knock on the door.

"You brat! Come out here!"

An old man wearing navy blue robes strode in from the door. What was incompatible with his elegant temperament was that the hand in his hand that should have been holding a pen was tightly holding a branch.

Phew.

Shangguan Yao couldn't help but laugh.

Branches?

Don’t tell me that Jun Jiuye knows martial arts.

Even if it doesn't, a branch can't pose any threat to an adult man, right?

But after looking at Prime Minister Wen's body with no trace of training, combined with his age.

Ok……

In fact, it’s the same no matter what you take.

Nothing threatening.

"Little girl, where is your prince?" Wen Cheng was startled when he saw a woman suddenly appear in the Regent's Palace, and then he remembered Wen Ziyi's words.

It seemed that this girl was the person Zi Yi was talking about, but for some reason, most of his anger that was full of anger disappeared inexplicably when he saw this girl.

"Your Majesty is not here, what can I do for you, old man? I can convey the message for you." Shangguan Yao stood up and walked slowly towards Prime Minister Wen, looking directly into his eyes in a leisurely manner.

"I heard from my granddaughter that a famous girl around your prince bullied her? It couldn't be you, right?" Prime Minister Wen looked at the girl in front of him, always feeling a little cordial.

"Ah~ If you are talking about the conflict in the Zhenbao Pavilion this morning, then it is really me."

"...In this case, you go and apologize to my granddaughter. Forget it, I won't make it difficult for you, a little girl." Prime Minister Wen smoothed his beard and softened his tone. I was kind enough to give her a step.

Unfortunately, Shangguan Yao didn't appreciate it.