Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Mo Zhaohua accepted the punishment, "I deserve to be punished, but I wonder how my husband wants to punish me?"

Chu Xuanchi pretended to think deeply and said, "How about punishing my beloved concubine by asking her to fulfill one of my wishes?"

Mo Zhaohua readily agreed, "Okay, whatever my husband wishes for, I will do my best to satisfy it."

Not to mention just one, even if there were ten or a hundred, she would try her best to complete them as long as he could be happy.

Chu Xuanchi showed his fox tail, "I haven't thought about it yet, remember it first, and when I think of it one day, I will find my beloved concubine to fulfill it."

Mo Zhaohua reacted quickly and realized something was wrong. "My dear, why do I feel like I've been tricked by you?"

"What?" Chu Xuanchi no longer concealed his sly smile, "My beloved, are you going to regret it?"

Mo Zhaohua was willing to be fooled, "No, at most I will suffer a little loss, and learn from my mistakes."

Chu Xuanchi held her soft hand tightly, "My Zhao Zhao is so good."

Mo Zhaohua pursed his lips, "Isn't he really stupid? So easy to coax."

The couple was flirting in the carriage all the way, and the moonlight on the carriage armrest outside was blushing as they listened.

Wuying's face was darker and he had experienced a lot, but he was unmoved and stopped the carriage in front of the Shangshu Mansion.

He remained calm and reported calmly, "Master, we're here."

Outside the Shangshu Mansion, Mo Yun, Rong Qing, Old Madam Mo, Aunt Qiao and others knelt on the ground together.

As the head of the family, Mo Yun spoke, "I, Mo Yun, and my family respectfully welcome His Royal Highness Prince Yu and His Majesty the Princess Yu."

Wuying put the wheelchair and Chu Xuanchi on the ground, while Yueying carefully helped Mo Zhaohua out of the car.

Chu Xuanchi looked coldly at Mo Yun who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a voice without any warmth, "Everyone, get up."

The group entered the Shangshu Mansion, and Wuying directed the servants to move the return gifts into the mansion.

Mo Yaohua looked at the return gifts with envy in her eyes, and thought about her marriage next month.

Since she entered the mansion on the same day as Yuchi Jiuyue, then on the day of her return, Chu Xuanhan must have gone to the general's mansion.

So even though she was favored by her father and favored by Prince Qi, she was still not as good as Mo Zhaohua.

Why?

Is it just because Mo Zhaohua has a mother from a good family?

Then what about the conspiracies and calculations that her mother taught her since she was a child?

She was still in the front yard, staring at Mo Zhaohua's return gift and feeling secretly resentful. The others had already left.

Mo Yun and his wife, Old Madam Mo, Chu Xuanchi, and Mo Zhaohua were heading to the main hall to drink tea and talk.

Aunt Qiao and her son and other people who did not need help dispersed, and the mansion became deserted.

In the main hall of the front yard, a chair had already been removed from the main seat, and Chu Xuanchi's wheelchair was pushed over.

Normally that seat should be Mo Yun's, but now Mo Zhaohua is sitting there, so Mo Yun can only sit below with the old lady.

Others did not dare to speak, so Chu Xuanchi broke the silence, "Minister Mo really impressed me."

"I wonder why Your Highness says that?" Mo Yun often has to face Emperor Wenzong, but he can remain calm in front of Chu Xuanchi.

"Everyone looked down on me for being a cripple, but Minister Mo was able to prepare a beautiful wedding dress for the princess, giving me enough face."

Chu Xuanchi pretended to be praising Mo Yun, but in fact he was deliberately poking at his heart, reminding him of the difficulties he had faced in preparing the dowry.

Madam Mo lowered her head, not daring to look him in the face. Upon hearing this, her body suddenly trembled and she lowered her head even lower.

She used to call people trash left and right. Wouldn't this lead to punishment or even death?

Mo Yun is very good at telling lies with his eyes open. He called Mo Zhaohua a waste in front of him and still dared to speak so shamelessly.

"Your Highness has served the country and the people. I admire and respect you. I will do my best and have never had any disrespect."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a gaze coming at him, and the owner of that gaze had a sneer on his lips.

Anyway, Chu Xuanchi also knew about this, so Mo Zhaohua was too lazy to expose him as he had more important things to do today.

"Really? I heard that Minister Mo had a close personal relationship with Prince Qi and had wanted to marry him, but my father granted the marriage to me. Does Minister Mo have any regrets?"

The last time Chu Xuanchi came here, Mo Yun was in the government office, and he had no chance to mention this matter. Now he brought it up deliberately in order to warn Mo Yun.

"Your Highness, this matter concerns the reputation of Princess Yu. You must not believe in rumors. Your Highness Prince Qi and I have always only discussed poetry and prose."

Mo Yun was not speaking for Mo Zhaohua, but only for himself. The marriage was granted by Emperor Wenzong, so how could he dare to have any regrets?

Chu Xuanchi nodded, "It was just a rumor. I thought Minister Mo missed out on a good son-in-law and would be angry with me."

Mo Yun quickly stood up and knelt down, "I dare not."

Chu Xuanchi chuckled, "I really don't dare. After all, this is the order of my father, and I am just following his orders."

Mo Yun said insincerely, "It is both an honor and a blessing for my daughter to marry His Highness."

Chu Xuanchi smiled without saying anything, a smile that seemed to be there and not there, which made Mo Yun frightened and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

Mo Zhaohua had changed so much that he was not sure whether she had complained to Prince Yu about anything during the two days since her marriage.

Chu Xuanchi didn't let him get up. "I wonder if Minister Mo is willing to keep me and the princess for dinner in the mansion today?"

On the day a woman returns home with her husband, if her family is satisfied with the son-in-law, they will stay and have lunch together.

"It is my honor." Mo Yun felt like he was walking on thin ice and felt that Prince Yu was much more difficult to deal with than Prince Qi.

Chu Xuanchi glanced at Mo Zhaohua and gave him a look quietly, "Then I will wait."

Mo Zhaohua understood and said, "Father, why are you still kneeling? Get up. It's autumn now and the ground must be very cold."

Mo Yun: “…”

I don't feel good at the moment.

The once neglected daughter has become superior.

Seeing her son trembling with fear, Madam Mo became more and more frightened, fearing that Prince Yu would come after her.

Mo Zhaohua looked at her trembling and looking like she could fall down at any time, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

The old lady bullies the weak and fears the strong, and Mo Yaohua is very petty. If they were to fight, it would be a real spectacle.

Mo Yun stood up and tried to find a topic to talk to Chu Xuanchi, but the latter ignored him, which made him feel very embarrassed.

Mo Zhaohua still had things to do, and the formalities of returning home were almost over, so he planned to go back to Yixiayuan, "Father, do you have anything else to do?"

When Mo Yun heard her speak, his scalp suddenly went numb. He pretended to be calm and asked, "Zhao Hua, do you have something to ask your father?"

Mo Zhaohua said: "No, it's just that my daughter rarely came to the main hall before. She is not used to it and wants to go back to the courtyard."

Chu Xuanchi echoed, "I also like Yixiayuan more. Minister Mo, please do as you please. I will accompany the princess there."

Mo Yun quickly stood up to see him off, "Your Highness, please."

Madam Mo's legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up, but she was afraid of being rude, so she quickly called the maid to come over and support her and see her off.

After Chu Xuanchi's wheelchair walked away, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief, "He's finally gone. I was scared to death..."

Mo Yun was also relieved, but still dared to lower his voice, "Mother, please speak more quietly."