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

Mo Zhaohua understood. It was probably one of the concubines who was deliberately making trouble, and this matter was related to the Eighth Prince.

Since he had a guess in his mind, he stopped asking questions so as not to upset Concubine De and Princess Jiashan.

Mo Zhaohua then asked Zhenzhu to present the gift, taking the opportunity to change the subject and divert their attention.

Princess Jiashan was of a simple nature and her frown relaxed after receiving the gift.

Although Concubine De also smiled, Mo Zhaohua could see that she was just forcing a smile.

Mo Zhaohua entered the palace today, and originally wanted to talk to her about marrying Prince Yu, so that she could persuade the emperor.

Seeing her like this now, it is not easy to say anything. After all, I can't help, and it will only add to Concubine De's troubles.

Mo Zhaohua left Changle Palace not long after staying there. He wanted to visit the Eighth Prince, and now it was time to go to school.

Although both the prince and the princess had to go to school, the princesses were relatively freer, which was why Princess Jiashan was able to escape.

No matter how much Mo Zhaohua wanted to, he was unwilling to disturb the Eighth Prince. As for why Concubine De was so haggard, he would think of other ways to find out.

Pearl felt distressed, "Miss, you have been worried recently, but it's a pity that I can't help you solve your problems."

Mo Zhaohua thought of the ending of Pearl in the previous life, "If you just follow me, that will be the best way to solve your problems."

Pearl was firm in her attitude, "This servant only recognizes you as her master in this life."

Mo Zhaohua lowered his voice, "When I marry someone else, will you not acknowledge me as your husband?"

Pearl's face instantly turned red, "Miss?"

What kind of girl who is waiting to be married would always mention “husband”?

In her previous life, Mo Zhaohua followed the rules, but in this life she wanted to live more freely.

***

The next afternoon, Mo Zhaohua went to the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion.

Empress Dowager Yuande had summoned Duke Fuguo and his son in the morning, probably because of what happened yesterday, so she took Amber out after lunch.

As Mo Zhaohua was a cousin, the doorman of the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion naturally recognized her and opened the door to welcome her without the need for a visiting card.

The Duke of Fuguo has guarded the western frontier for many years, and his eldest son returned to Beijing due to injury. This house is a reward from the current Emperor Wenzong, and there is a plaque inscribed by him in the main hall.

The Mansion of the Duke of Fuguo has carved beams and painted rafters. Amber has been here many times before, but she is still shocked every time. This is what a true noble family looks like.

The master and servant entered the mansion of the Duke of Fuguo. When Mo Zhaohua saw the Duke of Fuguo, her eyes turned red and she quickly lowered her head, but her mind was still filled with memories of her previous life.

She felt her fingers being pried open by Chu Xuanhan and forced onto the crossbow. Chu Xuanhan's hand ruthlessly covered the back of her hand and aimed the crossbow at a person on the snow.

That man, like all the others around him, was wearing prison clothes and had completely white hair that almost blended in with the snow on the ground. He was none other than the Duke of Fuguo, who was over 90 years old.

At that time, tears blurred Mo Zhaohua's eyes. She struggled hard, but the crossbow in her hand still shot out.

There was no crying or wailing, only a fallen body with a crossbow arrow stuck in the black words on the chest.

There was no crying or wailing because the tongues of these so-called traitors had all been pulled out.

The blood gushed out from the Duke of Fuguo's chest, staining his white prison uniform red, like a red plum blossom blooming on the snow.

When the current Duke of Fuguo saw her walking in with her head down, he teased her, "Why are you shy when Zhaozhao sees your grandfather?"

Mo Zhaohua tried hard to control his emotions so as not to let them notice anything unusual. "Zhao Zhao has met grandfather and uncle."

She lowered her head and looked submissive, without showing any clues. After greeting and giving gifts, the Duke of Fuguo sent the servants away.

The Duke of Fuguo was over sixty years old, but he was full of energy. "Zhao Zhao, do you really want to marry into the Prince Yu's Palace?"

Mo Zhaohua, who was drinking tea, put down the teacup and said, "Yes, Grandfather, this is a decision Zhao Zhao made after careful consideration."

The Duke of Fuguo asked again, "A mother's status is based on her son. Do you know that this means that you will never have your own children in this life?"

Mo Zhaohua nodded solemnly, "Zhao Zhao knows, but having no children is better than losing one's life, not to mention so many lives."

She never cared about the matter of children, not to mention that Chu Xuanchi had a son in his previous life. She would be willing to have the child even if he really couldn't be humane.

The eldest son of the Duke of Fuguo, also known as the Crown Prince Ronghai, had to recuperate from his injuries, so Emperor Wenzong gave him an easy job.

He was at home most of the time, and today was no exception. Hearing this, he asked, "How can you be sure that Prince Qi will fail in his bid for the throne?"

Mo Zhaohua was shocked, afraid that he really had this idea, "Uncle, do you think Prince Qi can accomplish this?"

In his previous life, Chu Xuanhan did succeed in becoming the heir to the throne, but this was a disaster for them.

Rong Hai narrowed his eyes and looked at the Duke of Fuguo again, "If it succeeds, we will have the merit of following the dragon."

He felt that since the Eighth Prince had no chance of becoming emperor, if the Duke's Mansion could support an emperor, he could preserve his position.

Mo Zhaohua's heart sank. "To be with the emperor is like being with a tiger. Zhao Zhao does not ask for that kind of wealth and honor, but only for the safety and well-being of his family."

The Duke of Fuguo pondered, "The Crown Prince is the legitimate heir, and the Prince of Jin is the eldest. Their mothers' families are both powerful, so the Prince of Qi has little chance."

Mo Zhaohua quickly agreed, "That's right. Besides, when the bird is dead, the bow is put away. Following the dragon can be a good thing, but it can also be a disaster."

The Duke of Fuguo looked at Mo Zhaohua approvingly, "Instead of supporting Prince Qi, who has little chance of success, it is better to be a loyal minister and a good general."

In fact, Rong Hai just had an idea and had not decided to assist Chu Xuanhan. After all, the matter was of great importance.

He sighed, "No matter how hard we try, the Eighth Prince has no chance, so let's just play it safe."

When the Eighth Prince was mentioned, the Duke of Fuguo's eyes dimmed. Originally, he also had someone he could assist.

That is the choice that can truly ensure that the Fuguo Mansion will last for a hundred years. Unfortunately, fate plays tricks on us and we don’t even have this opportunity.

Mo Zhaohua was thinking about the Eighth Prince yesterday, and now that Rong Hai mentioned her, he asked, "Has anything happened to the Eighth Prince recently?"