Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

By then, there will definitely be a lot of voices among the ministers. Marrying the original wife will not only prevent the princess from marrying outside and block the mouths of the ministers, but also interrupt the career of the third son of the general's palace. It can also beat the old general. Your son is with me. On hand.

For various reasons, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages, so the emperor took the opportunity to propose marriage. If it was an ordinary day, there would still be discussions, but it was related to the princess's reputation, so he could not even refuse.

The old emperor was really scheming. From this point of view, he could not do anything about regretting the marriage, so the princess could only do it.

"Dad, I've been in and out of brothels more frequently recently. If you hold on in court, as long as the princess thinks I'm a low-class person and breaks off the engagement with me, we'll be through."

When Rong's father heard this, his already dark face turned even darker. What kind of good idea did he think this traitor had?

Rong's father grabbed Rong Mo's ear directly.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, Dad, let go!"

"You brat, I think you are playing a trick on me. The emperor has just proposed marriage, and you go to a brothel to have fun. You push the emperor's face to the ground and whip him!"

Rong Mo grimaced in pain, what Rong's father said was not unreasonable, "Well, how about I go find a tavern? If it is spread that I have a good relationship with Long Yang, the princess will definitely ask the emperor to break off the engagement."

"Long Yang is the best?" Rong's father puffed his beard and glared angrily, "I'll beat you to death, Long Yang is the best."

"Don't fight, don't fight, Dad, there's nothing I can do about it. It's better than when the princess and I look at each other with tears in our eyes, and the whole family is raped and executed, right?"

Rong's father threw Rong Mo back to the couch and sighed: "My life is ruined in your hands. I won't be able to guarantee my future!"

Rong Mo rubbed his ears and hissed, "The evening festival is not worth two taels of silver. It's important to save your life, Dad."

Rong's father raised his hand and slapped Rong Mo on the head, "You treacherous son!"

The Fuyuan Marquis Mansion is located one to the south and the other to the north from the General's Mansion.

Half an hour's journey.

Rong Mo was in a great mood when he left. When he came back, the fire was extinguished. A group of guards carried him down.

It's not that he can't walk, it's to highlight that Rong's father beat him hard, and not only that, he also knelt all the way.

The Rong Mansion was well informed and waited in front of the door for a while. When they saw Rong Mo coming out, a woman with a gentle and beautiful face came over with a man with a broken arm and a man holding his chest.

"My son, why did he get hurt like this after going out?" Rong's mother rushed to Rong Mo, wiping her tears. She was a good child, but when she came back, her face was so bruised and so swollen that she could hardly recognize her own mother. Out.

"Rong Lao Hei, why are you so cruel? Mo'er was less than a month old and has been weak since he was a child. I brought him up all by myself. I haven't even hit him. How dare you hit him like this?"

Rong's mother pointed at Rong's father and called out his nicknames. Rong's father stood upright with a majestic look on his face, as if he was telling the truth, "This child has been spoiled by you, so he should be disciplined outside." Whatever you say, go back!"

It’s so embarrassing with so many people watching.

As soon as the door of the house was closed, the guards carried Rong Mo for treatment. Rong's mother grabbed Rong's father's ears and said, "Tiger poison doesn't eat its children. This child didn't grow up by your side. I don't know how sorry I feel!"

"Madam... I was wrong. I had no choice. Mo'er was killed by a traitor and bumped into Princess Anping. Who is Anping? She is the treasure of the emperor. If I don't do this, I'm afraid Mo'er's blood will be splashed on the spot. !"

Rong's mother's face turned pale, she let go of her hands, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing this, Rong's father knew that what he had said was serious, and sighed, "Madam, you don't have to worry too much. Fortunately, Mo'er proved his innocence and has turned the corner."

As Rong Feng listened, he could imagine what kind of Shura field his father and younger brother had gone through.

"Father, does he know who framed his little brother?"

Rong's father blinked and then remembered that Rong Mo handed the note to the emperor and did not say who framed him.

"I do not know either"

Rong's mother gave Rong's father a look, "You are really unqualified as a father. You don't even know who killed your son."

Rong Feng lowered his eyes thoughtfully. The younger brother didn't want to say that most of them were from the royal family. It was probably one of the few people who were involved in the royal family's battle for the heir.

"Mother, don't blame father. I must have my reasons. Let's go and take a look."

Rong Shu was injured and hadn't healed yet. Hearing that his younger brother had been beaten half to death by his father, he came to the door with his wounds to greet him. Now that he had stood for a long time, the wounds were burning again.

He coughed twice, and Rong's mother quickly supported him, "Erlang, we are with Mo'er. Go back and rest quickly."

Rong Shu took a deep breath and said, "I'll go back after seeing Mo'er."

Rong's father frowned. In front of his two sons was Yan's father, "You go back and have a rest. I'm very aware of his injuries. He won't die. Don't let your mother worry."

Rong's father raised his head and motioned to the guards behind Rong Shu, "Help Erlang back to his room."

Rong Shu moved her lips, sighed softly, and had no choice but to give up.

A large group of people arrived at Rong Mo's bedroom.

When he came in, the doctor had just packed up the medicine box. When he saw Rong's father and mother coming in, he stood up quickly and said, "Old general, madam, young general, the young master has fallen asleep. His injuries are not serious. He will be fine in a few days' rest."

Rong's mother breathed a sigh of relief, took the handkerchief from the maid's hand and wiped it on Rong Mo's face.

Rongfeng wanted to send the doctor out, but Rongfeng stopped him, "You stay here with your mother, I'll go out."

Rong's father glanced at the person breathing calmly on the bed, and dragged the doctor to find a deserted place.

"General, do you... have something to say?"

Rong's father had never been so coy in his entire life. He thought about it again and again and decided to ask vaguely, "How is Mo'er's health?"

The doctor thought that Rong's father was concerned about Rong Mo's health, so he immediately smiled and said: "Although the young master was often sick when he was young, he has become much stronger in recent years."

"No, I didn't mean that he was unhealthy." Rong's father scratched his head. "Does he have any other illnesses?"

"Ah?" The doctor was stunned, "What disease do you mean...?"

"Hey, you're a doctor. What's wrong with you?" Rong's father glared at him and threatened the doctor.

"This... young master is in good health."

"He hasn't come to you for any health issues?"

The government doctor was confused when asked, "No...no"

"Okay, okay, you go down."

Rong's father wiped his face irritably. Could it be that this boy was seeing a doctor outside?

...............

Imperial study room

The emperor's face was livid when he came back from the birthday banquet at the Hou Mansion. Everyone could see that Long Yan was unhappy...

Li Fu followed Emperor Anming since childhood and had a childhood friendship.He was the only one who dared to say a word or two next to Emperor Anming.

He brought fresh tea to Emperor Anming and motioned to the young eunuch beside him to go down, "The young master of the Zhenguo General's Mansion is still young, but he is obedient. The emperor really chose a good marriage for His Royal Highness the Princess."

"Hmph, it's a good marriage. I owe this good marriage to my good son."

There was a coldness hidden in Emperor Anming's words, and he was still holding his breath in his heart, referring to marriage as marriage, and plotting as plotting.

It was just a matter of fighting openly and secretly, but now he dared to reach out to his most beloved child.

"It is said that the second prince came to see me in the royal study!"

Li Fu's face stiffened slightly, and he immediately responded, "No..."

The second prince was shocked when he heard the emperor's summons. He called his confidants to confirm again, "I asked you to call Rong Mo to the backyard in the name of the third child. Did you pass it on orally or hand him a note?"

The confidant said firmly: "Your Highness, I am sure that there is no note. The one who conveyed the news is Tang'er. Tang'er is always cautious in doing things."

"Then why did your father call me this palace?"

The second prince worriedly followed the leading eunuch all the way to the imperial study.

In front of the palace, Li Fu was waiting with his body hunched over.

"Mr. Li, I wonder why my father called me late at night?"

The second prince usually bribed Eunuch Li. Li Fu was accompanied by several young eunuchs. He couldn't remind him. He just smiled and said: "The emperor has a headache when he comes back from the Marquis Mansion. Maybe he will call your highness to serve him. Your highness must cherish the opportunity."

The emperor has a headache when he comes back, so you have to be careful.

The second prince understood the meaning of Li Fu's words, smiled gratefully, and walked respectfully into the palace gate.

The emperor was sitting in front of the case, his figure reflected in the dim light. When he heard the movement, he knew who it was without raising his eyes.

Putting the memorial aside casually, the old emperor raised his eyes and looked at the second prince.

"My son has met my father..."

"Yes." The old emperor lowered his eyelids, showing no emotion or anger on his face, and did not let the second prince get up.

The second prince felt uneasy in his heart, and there was only the crackling of candles in the room.

The old emperor raised his eyebrows and locked his gaze on the second prince, "What do you think of Anping's marriage?"

The second prince's heart immediately tightened and he said hesitantly: "Young Master Rong is naturally romantic... I think he is a good match for the Sixth Sister..."

"boom!"

Emperor Anming slapped the case loudly, "Since you know you are not a good match, why did you do such a dirty thing?!"

The second prince knelt down with a plop, "My son and I are frightened, please ask my father for a clear explanation."

Emperor Anming threw the note on the ground, pointed at the second prince and said angrily: "You should tell me why Rong Mo has your handwriting on him!"

"What?" The second prince's head was empty for a moment. His handwriting?He never wrote any note to Rong Mo.

It was his handwriting on the blurred note under the candlelight - Taoyuan Zhai in Youshi, the beautiful woman is waiting for you

"Father, I have never written such a note before. It must be that rongmo that harmed me."

The second prince grabbed the note and defended himself in horror.

The emperor's most taboo was fratricide, so by trying to win over the courtiers and the second prince, he committed two crimes at once.

The design was still the emperor's favorite princess. The second prince did not want to promise Anping to the old emperor who was obsessed with collapse and spent his whole life killing and killing people in the court. How could he not know that Rong Mo was not as bad as he appeared?

Even so, he still looked down upon Rong Mo, but when he saw the note presented by Rong Mo, he suddenly realized that after he passed away, who could protect Anping?

Rong Mo is not a good match but is the most suitable candidate. No matter which prince succeeds to the throne, as long as the Rong family is here, no one can disturb Anping.

"Anping is still in a coma. You should pray that she is fine. Otherwise, don't blame me for not thinking about the love between father and son! Let your mother and concubine accompany you this month so that you can reflect on yourself."

The second prince lowered his head, gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger and complied.

Leaving the Imperial Study Room, he clenched his fist and angrily smashed the palace wall.

Anping, Anping!It’s Anping again!He is also a child of the royal family, but his father only has Anping in his eyes.

Which princess in the past has not made a marriage or won over the courtiers? If it were anyone else, the father would never make a fuss about it and actually banned her?