After running away, she was pregnant with His Majesty's cub

When Shang Yuan walked to the city gate, the sky was dimly lit, and the dense crowd could not see the end - people waiting to go out of the city surrounded the city gate tightly, there were several carts of servants with soft servants, and there were also people in common clothes, carrying their families with them The common people waited anxiously for the city gate to be opened.

Shang Yuan's expression flashed sadly.

The capital was in turmoil and the new ruler was violent. Many people wanted to escape from the capital at the last opportunity.

If he could, he would naturally want to leave.

But Shang Yuan knew that this was far from the right time, not to mention that he had no identity protection after leaving the Duke’s Mansion, and would be easily found out by the tyrant, but he said that he had no money and no way to make contacts, and going out of the city at this moment was simply a gift.

The Duke of the Kingdom of Hui has at least a decent identity. Relying on Shang Yuan's memory of the original book, Huo Rong did not kill the Duke of Wei after killing the original owner who had attempted to assassinate him. It's not too late to get on the road again.

With such calculations, it was already noon when Shang Yuan arrived at Duke Wei's mansion.

When the gatekeeper saw him, his eyes widened: "My lord, why... are you back?"

Shang Yuan ran all the way and just wanted to go home and lie down, he said indifferently: "This is the Duke's mansion, where else can I go if I don't come back?"

As he said that, he was about to push the door open, but the gatekeeper was in a hurry, and stopped him in a panic: "Young master, please wait for me first...wait for me to send a message..."

Seeing the servant's face flushed with excitement, Shang Yuan couldn't help flashing back to the original plot in his mind, and instantly understood everything.

Shang Yuan in the book is indeed a serious noble son of the Duke's Mansion, but his position in the family is extremely delicate and embarrassing.

Although he is the son of the illegitimate son, the mother of the princess has long since died of illness. His father helped straighten the former concubine's room, and Shang Que, who was originally the younger brother of the concubine, immediately had the same status as his illegitimate son.

As for the original owner, there is a proper background board of the Duke's Mansion, watching other people's husbands and wives love their father, their father, their son, their son, and their filial piety.

The Duke of Wei has been blown too much, and has always wanted to pass on the title of the Duke's Mansion to Shang Que, but it has been delayed because of patriarchal ethics.

Duke Wei didn't know about the original owner's work in the army, he always felt that the original owner was still learning the "rules" in the palace to prepare for marrying the prince.

The emperor had been trapped in the palace by King Yan for more than a year. He thought that the crown prince would become emperor sooner or later, and the original owner could also be a queen.

But now that the prince is overthrown, these people are afraid that they will be impatient to separate themselves from the original owner.

Sure enough, just as Shang Yuan stepped in, he heard the sound of arguing, and a female voice was extremely charming: "Husband, the capital is in such a mess now, A Yuan is the prospective princess, and the King of Yan is cruel..." She paused Said: "Bringing people home from the palace at this time, isn't this bringing disaster to oneself..."

"Ma'am, how can you say such a thing!" Anger could not conceal the softness of the female voice: "Now the situation is in chaos, my brother has no relatives and no reason in the palace, and besides, he is not the crown princess!! Why can't he accept it?" He came home!"

Her voice was trembling, as if she was pleading: "Father, Brother Yuan is also your son..."

Immediately, someone interrupted her in a strange way: "Jian Jia, don't be confused. Your brother is the son of the Duke's mansion and the prospective princess of the imperial court. He has been honored for so many years, but we have not lost any benefits! What? Now Jiang Shan Change of owner? He just wants to pat his ass and run home to implicate us?!"

Who doesn't know that King Yan is a cruel and bloodthirsty master, the crown prince has always had old grievances with him, and Shang Yuan, the crown princess, will most likely end up miserable.

"Since he is the crown princess, he must be prepared to die for his country and husband." The female voice said aggressively: "If he is clean, he will be filial to his family and loyal to our government! If you don’t implicate your family, you would have been hanged in the palace with a piece of white silk long ago!”

When Shang Yuan heard this, the sneer at the corner of his mouth became more and more clear. The original owner was a flattering personality, and he was always respectful and obedient to his parents. Now that they are in trouble, these so-called family members are going to put them to death.

"Yes!" Wei Guogong's majestic voice sounded, and finally made a final decision: "A Yuan is a quasi-princess concubine, and she will marry into the palace sooner or later. Since she is already a member of the royal family, she should die to preserve her reputation! How can she be brought back?"

"If you don't pick it up, I'll pick it up!" Seeing that no one was going to pick up her brother from the palace, Jian Jia's voice immediately turned into a cry: "Nanping, go prepare the horse."

"Stop her!" Wei Guogong suddenly turned cold: "It's not a rule! Now that the country is overthrown, His Majesty's life and death are still unclear, and King Yan is about to enter the capital! Since your brother is the prospective princess, you should know how to choose!"

Jian Jia didn't care so much, she ran out with her skirt in hand, and bumped into someone unexpectedly.

Startled, she raised her wet little face.

The person in front of her with picturesque eyebrows and vermilion lips turned out to be her elder brother Yuan!

"Brother...you..."

Jian Jia secretly thought it was bad, and I don't know how long my brother had been standing here before the quarrel became fierce, if he heard it all, it would definitely be very sad.

It's just that the person in front of him not only didn't show any sadness, but there was a bit of sarcasm between his brows and eyes.

...Why is my brother different from before...?

Shang Yuan handed the handkerchief to his younger sister, and walked to the middle of the courtyard under everyone's stunned eyes: "It's a good sentence to know how to choose. Father really has a clear mind and is good at weighing pros and cons."

It's just that what he has to give up is his life, Shang Yuan.

The young man is gentle and dignified, and his calm demeanor like an exiled fairy immediately calmed down the dispute.

Wei Guogong was stunned in place, and after a while he found his voice: "Shang Yuan? Why are you back?!"

Although the question was this sentence, in Shang Yuan's ears, it was "Why didn't you commit suicide in the palace."

Shang Yuan smiled faintly: "The son is afraid that his father will be worried at home, and now that he comes back, he will save the family from being anxious day and night, and have another dispute."

Knowing that his son had listened to all the quarrel just now, Duke Wei felt a little helpless on the face.

"It's still the eldest son who is sensible." The lady of the Duke's complexion turned from red to white when she saw Shang Yuan coming back with a full beard, and she pinched the handkerchief with fingers as thin as green onions and said: "It's just that if you really think about your father, You shouldn't run home when the turmoil is not fixed, you have a noble status, and now our Duke's Mansion can't tolerate it!"

"What's the meaning of Ma'am's words?" Shang Yuan's lips curled into a smile: "Could it be that Ma'am is also looking forward to A Yuan's suicide in the palace, so that the Duke's mansion can gain a reputation of loyalty and honor."

"You..." Mrs. Guo didn't expect Shang Yuan to be so straightforward, and she choked on the spot on the spot.

Seeing his beloved wife being offended, Wei Guogong snorted coldly through his nostrils.

It means that you have thought so clearly, why don't you do it!

Shang Yuan smiled, with dimples on the corners of his lips: "The son has failed his father's painstaking efforts, but there is still a way to fulfill Duke Wei's loyalty and decency."

Shang Yuan stared at the lady's delicately made-up face, and his smile deepened: "If father really wants the name of loyalty, why don't you follow the Tai/ancestor with your wife to be loyal before King Yan enters the capital. "

Mrs. Guo was taken aback, and immediately said angrily: "Shang Yuan, how dare you curse your father to death?"

Duke Wei's face turned livid: "You, you, you...what are you talking about!"

Not to mention that the crown prince has not proclaimed himself emperor yet, even if he is the emperor, the rebellious King Yan is also a member of his Huo family, so why would he lose his head for someone else's country!

"Ma'am, I really misunderstood Ah Yuan. My father has just spoken. Only one death can save your reputation. If the two of you go first, your son will definitely follow and fulfill your filial piety. I believe Brother Que will not hesitate... It just depends on the situation, father. There are other arrangements." Shang Yuan approached, smiled and said respectfully: "It is said that a father acts like a son, and since you are already the Duke of the country, since you don't want to preserve your reputation, then the son, the princess who is waiting to be married, even more so. Follow your father's orders."

"You..." Wei Guogong felt that his son had ripped off the fig leaf, and was so angry that his hands were shaking, but there was nothing wrong with his words, so he could only suffer from being dumb.

The Duke's wife squeezed out a smile and said, "Shang Yuan, what does this have to do with your father? In terms of status, you are a concubine, a queen, and we are just courtiers. Now that the country has collapsed, it is you who should be held responsible... If you ran to the house to steal peace and let your parents be affected by you, your conscience must be disturbed!"

"Ma'am is still sensible!" Shang Yuan nodded, and said with a slight smile: "Thank you for reminding me, Ma'am, I am still a quasi-princess concubine, a king, and Madam is just a subject. They say that the master is worried about the death of ministers. What about the front?"

Seeing that the two of them were going to faint with anger, Shang Yuan's tone suddenly changed: "However, in this matter, it is because the son and the prince are involved too deeply. Naturally, the family cannot be involved in the matter of the son alone."

All the people present were completely led away by him, their faces pale and uncertain.

Shang Yuan looked at the two with slightly calm faces, and said with a smile: "So in order to save the two elders from worrying, it's better to call off the marriage."

As soon as the voice fell, it was like thunder on the ground, and the people in the courtyard were immediately petrified.

Wei Guogong, who had a pale face just now, almost lost his breath again.

Retire at this juncture?

Not to mention whether it can be returned, isn't the Weiguo Mansion going to be drowned by the spittle of others?

Compared with the life of the son, the dignity of the Duke's Mansion is naturally more important.

"This is an engagement with the royal family, how can you withdraw it if you say so?!" Wei Guogong was angry: "If you withdraw the engagement at this time, others will only laugh at our Duke's mansion for being cowardly..."

"Is this the truth?" Shang Yuan lazily said: "Also, the atmosphere in this dynasty is open, if someone repents before marriage, whether it is the royal family or not, the marriage contract is not counted."

The world in the book is open, men and women can marry, and the marriage contract is consensual, even in the royal family, reconciliations and divorces abound. He is a princess who has never been married, and divorce is nothing!

After finishing what should be said, Shang Yuan saluted lightly and retreated to the backyard.

The Duke's wife froze in place, not knowing why Shang Yuan, who had always been a soft bun, went to the palace to learn the rules, and why his sentences were sharp and deadly.

Wei Guogong was also puzzled, the elder son had always been submissive, but today he came back from the palace, but he went crazy, every word he said was disobedient.

Only Jian Jia was afraid that her brother would be wronged, and wanted to chase to the backyard, but saw that Shang Que had already passed by, so she could only stop.

Relying on the memory of the original owner, Shang Yuan entered the room with ease. Before getting into the carriage, he had already removed his mask, and only washed his face with clean water, and drank the hot tea on the table comfortably.

Before that, he only knew that although the original owner was not welcomed, he was still on the face of it, but he didn't expect that now that the crown prince fell, the original owner who had saved his life fled home, it turned out to be such a scene.

Shang Yuan lowered his eyes, not feeling too timid in his heart.

Wei Guogong has always been at home and everything is going well when he is away. The original owner is the legitimate son of the Duke's mansion, and now he is still the princess-to-be. Even if he is not popular, he can only bear it.

What upset him was something else.

Shang Yuan opened his collar in front of the mirror, and on his neck, there were impressive marks from last night's happy time.

The slightly outrageous hickey covered the fingertips, and I suddenly remembered the appearance of that person suppressing me...

At this time, a fragile young voice came from outside the door: "Is the eldest brother here?"

Shang Yuan covered his collar and opened the door expressionlessly.

The door opened, revealing the young man's face as white as jade, with a slender figure and moisture in his eyes, which is as pitiful as spring flowers with dew in March.

It's his good brother, Shang Que.

Sure enough, the green tea brother would be silent during the quarrel, but he would not be absent when he provoked him afterwards.

"Brother, parents are not in good health when they are old." Shang Que seized the moral high ground as soon as he opened his mouth: "How can you talk like that, if you irritate them and hurt your health..."

"I'm so angry that I have a good son like Brother Que. I think Brother Que will take care of me by the bed." Shang Yuan was tired all over and didn't bother to be polite to him: "I'm sleepy too. If you come to teach me, why don't you Close the door and go out."

Shang Que's complexion changed slightly because of this straightforward way, he paused, and said softly: "Brother, don't worry about it with your parents, they are also worried about the changes in the capital, and you will be involved with the prince..."

Shang Que stopped suddenly, and Shang Yuan stared at him coldly, making him shudder.

Shang Yuan fixedly looked at the younger brother in front of him, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips mockingly: "I'm afraid it's not me who has been involved too deeply with the prince."

In the original book, the prince made a marriage agreement with the original owner, but secretly flirted with Shang Que.

The crown prince succeeds to the throne, but the position of empress is not the original owner's turn.

The crown prince lost power, and it was his turn to be buried with the crown prince in name.

This pair of son, mother and son really had a good plan, now Shang Que can advance or retreat, but they want to force him to die.

Being directly touched by Shang Yuan, Shang Que's smile was a bit forced: "That being said, my brother is the princess concubine after all. Who doesn't know that my brother has a deep love for the prince? Let others talk about it, and let the prince chill..."

He didn't believe that this useless brother really dared to divorce the prince.

Shang Yuan couldn't help but laugh when he heard it.

He now seriously suspects that the original owner was turned into a brainless and affectionate character by the author. Throughout the book, even the violent male lead is much more pleasing to the eye than this disgusting prince who can only play with a substitute.

But the original owner wanted to be a princess. What's even more ridiculous was that the original owner sensed the connection between her fiancé and her younger brother. Not only did Bao Zi dare not speak out, but she also wanted to be nicer to the two of them, so as to wake up their guilt. heart of.

The heart of guilt did not wake up, but it prompted the two of them to commit murder.

Letting the original owner disguise himself and do fine work by the side of King Yan is just that the prince wants to borrow a knife to kill someone.

"What does he care about me?" Shang Yuan stared at Shang Que with a half-smile and said, "If it's really chilling, it's fine, I'm afraid some people have no heart at all!"

"Brother, calm down..."

"If Brother Que didn't hear what you said just now, I might as well say it again!" Shang Yuan's face was calm, without the slightest expression of compulsion: "From today onwards, I, Shang Yuan, will divorce the prince. Jiuchong, whether to die or not, has nothing to do with me, Shang Yuan!"

Shang Que froze on the spot, unbelievable: "You...you really want to divorce!? Do you know what you are talking about? You love the prince so much..."

His eldest brother has always been obedient to the crown prince, giving up his life to be loyal, but now he is about to divorce! ?

Shang Yuan didn't bother to explain: "Really? I'm sorry, he has lost power, and I won't love him from today on, is that okay?"

Shang Que murmured: "You won't love the prince if he loses power... Do you want everyone to think that you are a person who loves power..."

Shang Yuan tilted his head, his soft lips were slightly raised, and he was even more stunning and charming than the person in the painting: "So what, the most powerful person nowadays is King Yan. Isn't Duke Wei always a queen? Even if you want to marry, I'd rather The one who wants to marry is naturally His Royal Highness King Yan!"

Shang Que looked at him in horror, his lips trembling: "You...you know what you are talking about? If you let him know, our Duke's Mansion..."

Shang Yuan looked at Shang Que's pair of fine white teeth chattering uncontrollably, and couldn't help but smile.

If his father knew that he was not just talking, but actually climbed into King Yan's bed, he would have died straight away.

Shang Que stared blankly at Shang Yuan's appearance, and said with a pale face: "Brother, you are exhausted after returning from the palace, you should rest first, and younger brother will leave first."

After all, he left as if fleeing.

When I left the second door, my palms were still sticky and sweaty.

The family thought that his stupid big brother went to the palace, but he knew that his big brother went to Huo Rong's camp, but he didn't know why, but this man didn't die in Huo Rong's hands...

This was a scheme between him and the prince, never thought about it, or never feared that Shang Yuan would know.

But today's Shang Yuan is a different person. Seen by his clear eyes, it seems that all the secrets have nowhere to hide.

"Your Highness, there is another person in the capital who came here privately." Outside the tent of the main army of the Beijing camp, Zhan Ling respectfully reported: "This time it is Marquis Du Yu."

Huo Rong's voice was calm: "Beating to death with random sticks, and dragging them to the gate of the city tomorrow."

"Your Highness... oh no... Your Majesty..." Du Yuhou, who was pinned outside the camp by soldiers, saw Huo Rong's clothes, and shouted as if catching a life-saving straw: "It's me, Your Majesty! I hugged you! I came to rely on you, I, I, and I are loyal, you can't kill me... you can't kill me!"

"Others come to seek refuge because they are rich and powerful, why do you want to kill me, Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Huo Rong narrowed his eyes slightly amidst the wailing, and stopped in his tracks.

Du Yuhou saw the tall and cold figure gradually approaching in front of him, raised his head and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty spared my life, I am loyal, and I look forward to your Majesty day and night..."

"Seeing that the king's soldiers are approaching the city, you all went to the memorial to ask the prince, saying that you are willing to go out of the city to borrow troops. The recruiting is fake, but the defection is true." Huo Rong's facial features were cold and sharp, and he looked down indifferently like a murderous god: "How dare you say that you are loyal? ?”

"That's...that's my wholehearted admiration for His Majesty's majesty! I'm loyal to His Majesty!" Du Yuhou said without hesitation: "And the other people who come to seek refuge with His Majesty are not all rich and powerful?"

Huo Rong snorted coldly: "This king hates betrayal and fleeing the most, Du Yuhou, unfortunately, you have both."

After that, he patted his palm lightly with the whip, and his narrowed eyes were full of ridicule: "As for the people you mentioned, how can fish take the bait without bait?"

If you want to hunt, you will naturally have to cast bait, and wait for the prey to die on its own initiative.

Du Yuhou's eyes gradually filled with fear, and the way he looked at Huo Rong was like looking at a terrifying ghost.

This turned out to be... a situation that Huo Rong had set up a long time ago.

The wailing behind him sounded again, but Huo Rong didn't look back.

Sooner or later, he will enter the capital to proclaim himself emperor, and while killing and intimidating, he will also leave some old officials behind.

Going to the city to take refuge after ascending the throne is a matter of knowing the current affairs, and running away from the Lord at this moment is speculation.

Stubborn, kill it, fish in troubled waters, kill it, lightly betray, kill it.

This purge has been quietly laid out since before Huo Rong entered the city.

Just talking about betrayal and fleeing, I suddenly remembered the little trick of escaping after drugging the night before.

It's ridiculous to say that even though he ordered someone to burn that disgusting bed to ashes, last night he dreamed about that little work again.

The young man's waist is flexible and slender, and the breath sprinkled on his Adam's apple, which is particularly provocative. He couldn't help but tighten his circle, and the young man in his dream finally raised his head, revealing a face that he hated and couldn't part with: "A Rong, the world You can't believe it, don't trust me too much."

He had seen the portrait given by the barracks, but he had never seen that finely crafted face.

But in the past few nights, the boy who hadn't fallen asleep for a long time reappeared like a demon, disturbing him from sleeping peacefully.

Huo Rong took a deep breath slowly: "Is that man gone?"

As long as "that person" is mentioned, Zhan Ling immediately understands it: "Go back to Your Highness, and my subordinates will search the barracks where he once stayed. Through some powder and software, we can confirm that this person has used disguises."

Disguise?

Huo Rong held his breath and said, "Has anyone seen his true face?"

Zhan Ling shook his head: "That meticulous worker is very clever, he has never shown his true colors in the military camp, and the portrait that his subordinates gave His Highness before was also wrong."

Darkness flashed across Huo Rong's eyes.

With the addition of medicine to escape, and the addition of disguised objects, the already cunning little trick has become more and more confusing.

Like a kitten fleeing quickly after scratching someone's palm, it made his heart itch: "Are you sure that little thing has escaped into Beijing?"

Zhan Ling hurriedly said: "...the approximate area along the way has been delineated, and the place where he got off should be the neighborhood of the nobles in the capital."

A slight sarcasm appeared on the corner of Huo Rong's lips: "I can't find the right place to escape, I fled to Beijing... don't I want to throw myself into a trap."

I also don't know how this person became a meticulous worker?No wonder he was in the camp for a few months, and all the information passed was invalid.

Huo Rong walked towards the big tent with his long legs, and said leisurely and firmly: "Zhan Ling, you are responsible for investigating this matter after entering Beijing. Within seven days, I will have a way to make that little thing surface!"

Zhan Ling saw the change in Huo Rong's eyes: "This subordinate obeys!"

How many major events have happened since they entered Beijing?His Highness is anxious to find this little trick that didn't cause trouble?

Reminiscent of the big bed that was ordered to be burned by Huo Rong... I don't know, I thought someone who put medicine down his master, borrowed the rain and dew and got pregnant with a dragon son and ran away...

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