The mistress was reborn and broke off the engagement, the regent cried and begged to marry into the

After getting off the car and returning to the mansion, Shangguan Haitong went into the courtyard and was helped by a maid to wash her hands.

The others left, and Huanshuang sighed, "Great, it was resolved smoothly. It's a pity that I can't deal with that bastard myself."

Shangguan Haitong just smiled and said nothing.

She took out the dagger from her sleeve and handed it to Huanshuang to keep. Things went better than planned.

The Yong'an Marquis Mansion is not easy to deal with. With her current status and ability, she can only show weakness.

They staged a show of crying, making a fuss and then threatening to hang themselves, using public opinion to put pressure on others.

When the two sons of the Duke of Protectorate saw what was happening today, they naturally informed the Duke of Protectorate and reported it to the emperor.

The appearance of the Ninth Prince was unexpected, and no one expected the imperial edict to come down suddenly.

The ninth prince suddenly became King Ling Zhao.

The prince made a move, and the Marquis's Mansion could only swallow the loss in silence. They had to go to the prince's mansion with great respect to take Li Xizu back.

This is the power of power.

I have been planning for a long time, but I can only rely on others. Without power, I am inferior to others.

Shangguan Haitong opened his hand and slowly clenched it.

Only when you hold great power can you make clouds and rain with a flip of your hand...

Ling Zhaowang Palace.

Li Xizu was thrown roughly into the woodshed and the door was slammed shut.

Even with his hands tied, he still jumped to the door fearlessly and yelled: "Do you know who I am? If you dare to lock me up, I will make you suffer when I get out. Untie me now..."

The next moment, the servant opened the door with a rag and skillfully blocked Li Xizu's noisy mouth.

The housekeeper kindly reminded: "Master Li, if you behave yourself, you will suffer less grievances. See you later."

The door was closed again and locked.

The housekeeper told two servants to guard outside and not let anyone escape.

Li Xizu glared at the door angrily, humming non-stop. What Lingzhao Palace? When my father comes, these people will have trouble!

Waterside pavilion.

The butler walked to the corridor and asked the tall young man holding the sword, "Has the prince been drinking alone since he came back?"

The young man holding the sword was a personal guard named Ling Ze. He nodded: "The anniversary of the death of Concubine Shu is approaching."

"Ah. This newly bestowed mansion is good, but..." The butler shook his head and sighed.

In the pavilion.

Xie Qiuguang drank the wine in the cup in one gulp. Conferring the title of king was the answer given by his father.

No more probing, no more questioning. Just be a leisurely prince and enjoy wealth and splendor.

He angrily threw away the wine glass in his hand: "Ling Ze, bring her to the mansion. I want to see if the emperor will take action."

Ling Ze took the order and went to do it immediately.

The butler stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor must have his reasons for doing this."

"Reason. His reason was to conceal the real cause of death of my mother and not allow me to delve into it. Who is he protecting? Or is he afraid that I would know something? My mother only went to Qiuyao Palace, so how could she become seriously ill and die?" How could Xie Qiuguang believe it.

His mother was happily preparing a birthday gift for him one moment, and died of illness in the imperial concubine's palace the next.

His father personally ordered that no one be allowed to get to the bottom of the matter. He was unwilling to accept this and did not believe it.

I ran all the way to ask the imperial concubine for an explanation. However, the palace gates were high and the doors were closed.

No one told anyone, and no one allowed him to see his mother.

The mourning hall was also isolated and people were not allowed to approach the coffin.

As a son, he must find out the cause of his mother's death.

No matter who is involved in this matter, he will kill his enemy and avenge his mother.

Imperial Palace. Qiuyao Palace.

The elegant and graceful imperial concubine, wearing a phoenix hairpin, stood in front of the window trimming flowers. Her surname was Dong and her name was Ruosheng. She stood there for a long time without moving.

A little palace maid hurried into the room and reported: "Your Majesty, the imperial decree has been issued. The ninth prince has been canonized as King Ling Zhao."

Dong Ruosheng frowned slightly and cut off a peony that was in full bloom.

Seeing this, the maid who was serving her personally waved her hand and said, "I understand. You can go down now."

The young palace maid immediately withdrew.

The nurse stepped forward with a smile and said, "Your Majesty, the concubine of the Third Prince has recently been diagnosed with pregnancy."

"Concubine? The one from the Shangguan family?" Dong Ruosheng raised her hand and was helped by the nanny to lean on the couch to rest.

The nanny stood aside and gently patted the imperial concubine's shoulders: "Yes. The Third Prince has only two daughters now. It would be a great joy if he could have a son. Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, it would be good for the Ninth Prince not to participate in government affairs and be a rich and noble prince."

Dong Ruosheng lowered his eyes to hide his emotions: "The concubine is pregnant, let her take good care of her. Give her some supplements and tell her that the royal heir is the most important."

"Yes. I will personally select some good servants to send them over. Your Majesty, are you tired? Why don't you lie down and have a rest?" The nanny's hands had just the right amount of strength.

Dong Ruosheng raised her red lips slightly, supporting her chin with her hand: "I am indeed a little tired. Let everyone go."

The nanny bowed and accepted the order, then went out to send away the palace maids.

She went into the room, lit some sleep-inducing incense, and turned to look at the imperial concubine who was resting with her eyes closed.

The Third Prince's Mansion.

Xie Chengming went straight to Shangguan Moyu after returning home: "My mother heard that you were pregnant, and she gave you many precious supplements. My mother said that she knew you were filial, but the heir to the throne was the most important. You don't have to follow the rules of the filial piety period, and no one dares to talk nonsense."

Shangguan Moyu bowed, took the tea from the maid and passed it to her: "Moyu understands."

Taking a sip of tea, Xie Chengming recalled something and said, "I just found out after returning from the palace that your cousin broke off the engagement with the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion. It was also Li Ba's fault for being so reckless and rude to her. We should have helped with this matter, but it was my ninth brother who stepped in."

Shangguan Moyu lowered her eyebrows and smiled gently, "What a coincidence. My father was entrusted by my cousin to ask the Duke of the Protectorate to come forward. The court was busy, so the Duke of the Protectorate asked the two young masters to go. Who knew that he would meet my ninth brother halfway, and then he appeared in front of the Yong'an Marquis's mansion together."

"There is such a thing. My ninth brother and your cousin are destined to be together." Xie Chengming said casually.

Shangguan Moyu smiled softly: "It's just a coincidence. My cousin and my ninth brother have never met each other before, so there is no such thing as fate or no fate."

Xie Chengming took her hand and comforted her gently: "Fortunately, the marriage was cancelled smoothly, and everyone is happy. Your health is the most important thing now, don't worry about the messy troubles outside. Give me a healthy, plump prince is the most important thing."

"Your Highness." Shangguan Moyu shyly snuggled into the man's arms.

She looked at the intimate dowry maid.

There were two dowry maids, one was Yurong and the other was Chenyan. They looked at each other, bowed silently and left.

Chen Yan waited outside the house, while Yu Rong left and asked someone to go to Shangguan Mansion to deliver a message.

The servant took the order and rushed there immediately.

Shangguanfu.

Shangguan Haitong had just woken up from a nap and was dressing up after changing her clothes.

The servant bent down and replied, "The Third Prince asked about the girl and King Ling Zhao, and it seems that he has other plans."

Huanshuang took the reward money and sent the man back.

She looked at her master and said, "Miss, does the Third Prince want to bring you and the Prince together?"

Shangguan Haitong combed her hair in front of the mirror and smiled faintly: "He can't guess the intention of the emperor's edict, so it's always right to show goodwill."

Huan Shuang didn't understand: "Isn't it said that the prince is the least favored? Even if he is given a title and a palace, he still cannot participate in government affairs."

"Yes. That's why it's hard to understand the meaning of the emperor's action." Shangguan Haitong was puzzled for a moment.

The emperor bestowed rewards as a sign of his favor, but did not allow King Ling Zhao to enter the court.

It seemed to be telling everyone a message: King Ling Zhao had an importance in his heart, but he had no chance of becoming the emperor.