This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

The female ghost in red, that is, the acquaintance of Zhu Ziyu and Mo Zhenbei, is just like what is written in the book.

At that time, the Mo family was in the middle of the road. The young Mo Zhenbei joined the army and guarded the army. He started as a soldier and killed the enemy all the way to accumulate military merit, and finally became a lieutenant.

At that time, it was during the rebellion of the Marquis of Western Liaoning, and Zhu Ziyu was the daughter of the Marquis of Western Liaoning. Mo Zhenbei was eager to obtain fame, so he ordered to sneak into Western Liaoning as an undercover agent. In an agency calculation, he met Zhu Ziyu, won his heart, and was named the son-in-law of Chenglong Kuai by Hou Na of Western Liaoning.

But on the night of the candle night in the bridal chamber, Mo Zhenbei and the Fu army outside the city cooperated inside and outside, and the Yan army broke through the west of Liaoning. Except for Zhu Ziyu, the Houman of Liaoxi was slaughtered.

When Zhu Ziyu learned the truth, he wanted to kill himself and go with his father and brother, but was stopped by Mo Zhenbei and brought back to Kyoto to hide in the mansion.

After that, he became a major general, and he married the daughter of the Marquis of Xiangnan as his wife. In addition, he was brave and good at fighting, and his position became bigger and bigger.

When he returned from the westward expedition again, Zhu Ziyu was already dead, and he had not even seen the bones.

Tsing Yi's impatience interrupted Mo Zhenbei's memories, and also interrupted Zhu Ziyu's accusation of the past. The Mo family looked at their grandfather in disbelief, how could there be such a thing back then?

"Speaking such nonsense for a long time, are you going to seek sympathy, or find a reason for killing yourself?" Tsing Yi sneered impatiently: "Before taking revenge like you, you should talk a bunch of nonsense before you take revenge. already."

Zhu Ziyu was shamed by Tsing Yi, and said angrily, "If it wasn't for you to intervene, this heartless man would have been punished long ago!"

"Come, this princess won't interfere, but you will kill." Tsing Yi spread his hands to show his position, "Come on, please, please, raise your little hand to send him back to the west~"

"His Royal Highness Princess!" Mo Guangguang paled in shock.

The Mo family stared at Tsing Yi with indignant expressions, how could anyone be so open and upright to help ghosts!

Only Xiao Jue glanced at her and smiled.

This little troublemaker has begun to tease people again.

Surprisingly, that Zhu Ziyu didn't do anything, but stared at Tsing Yi with gritted teeth, full of fear.

Is she imprisoned and unable to kill?

Tsing Yi's face was full of ridicule, and she looked at her with a half-smile: "Let this princess guess why you didn't do it, um... Is it because of that demon son?"

Zhu Ziyu's face changed greatly.

Mo Zhenbei looked confused: "Son... what son?"

"What kind of son is there, of course she and you have a son." Tsing Yi sneered.

Is the story of Zhu Ziyu and Mo Zhenbei a typical rich family daughter who meets a scumbag and falls in love? Destroy your whole family.

In front of him is the majestic and highly respected general of Zhenbei, but these numerous merits are the blood debts of establishing the feelings of cheating women and killing their entire clan.

Mo Zhenbei's shock was no less than that of a landslide. He stared at Zhu Ziyu, dazed and painful: "Old man's son... Why does this old man never know what happened to Ziyu 30 years ago!!"

"You still have the face to ask what happened?! Wasn't it because you passed the letter back and asked your wife to sell me? My life in her hands was not as good as death. She sold her into a brothel, but she was pregnant with you again. Evil Seed!"

"Don't you want to see your son? Hehe, you will see him soon!" Zhu Ziyu's eyes were full of resentment, "The young sons of your Mo family who died all paid off your debts for you, Mo Zhenbei, but that's not enough! Hundreds of lives have been killed in the Hou Mansion, even if you kill Mo Zhenbei thousands of times, it will not be able to vent the hatred in my heart—"

"I never passed on a book to sell you. There must be some misunderstanding between Ziyu!" Mo Zhenbei said excitedly, "Where is my son? Where are you and my son?"

Tsing Yi rubbed the wet corners of his eyes, not because he was moved by this **** love-hate relationship, but because he yawned too much and his eyes were watery.

"It is indeed a bit long-winded." Xiao Jue frowned, he was a little tired of listening.

Tsing Yi nodded, touched his stomach, and began to growl. It's better to do it quickly. A flash of light flashed in her mind, and she suddenly remembered something.

"Is there any supper when I go back later?"

Xiao Jue was taken aback by her miraculous brain circuit, how did he think of supper again?

He pursed his lips and pondered for a while, then said in a low voice, "Except for the elbows." That thing was really greasy, I really don't know why she liked it so much.

Tsing Yi curled his lips and scolded him for being stingy, licked his red lips and said, "The glutinous rice chicken last time was also pretty good."

"Eating glutinous rice at night is easy to accumulate food."

Tsing Yi's eyes glared at her: "I'm sure you can eat chicken instead of rice!"

"Chengchengcheng." The regent's head was about to turn into a chicken pecking at the rice, with a helpless and doting smile on his face, he really couldn't do anything about her, why did he love meat so much?

When the Mo family was dying, the two of them were talking about meat and flirting, how could it not make people feel sad?

This eldest princess is so easy, how can even the regent be like this? Is it true that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black? !

Tsing Yi saw that he and Lao Bai Mian had already negotiated the supper, and the man on the other side had not finished talking nonsense, so he got impatient, stood up, turned his head and bent over to move his muscles and bones, and then strode over.

"Ziyu, when I was leading troops outside to fight, I really don't know what happened in the inner house. Tell me quickly, where is our son..."

Without waiting for Zhu Ziyu to speak, Tsing Yi crossed her waist and smiled, "I want to see your son so much, this princess will help you."

When Zhu Ziyu sensed the danger, she wanted to stay away from Tsing Yi. Before she could float away, Her Royal Highness stepped on the black chain attached to her heart, and Zhu Ziyu fell to the ground with a scream, trembling in pain.

Mo Zhenbei was shocked when he saw this, and fell down from the wheelchair, "Don't hurt her!"

Tsing Yi ignored him, smiled savagely, and raised his eyes to look at the eastern eaves: "I said Mo Tianji, how much do you hate you, you bastard, that you can't bear to show up until now? If you don't come out again, this princess will be fine. I really want to kick her away."

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Strange and piercing laughter came from the sky, and an old Taoist priest in blue flew down from the eaves. This fellow was a lean monkey, born with a pair of eye-popping eyes, and his eyes were dim. It was really ugly.

Judging from his appearance and signs, let alone Mo Zhenbei's son, it is estimated that some people believe him when he calls old man Mo a big brother.

When Zhu Ziyu saw Mo Tianji's first reaction, he was not happy, but took two steps back in fear.

Mo Tianji glanced at Zhu Ziyu, with a trace of hatred in his eyes in addition to contempt.

"If you want to kill her, then do it, the deity will save trouble." Mo Tianji sneered.

Mo Zhenbei looked at Yaodao with a look of disbelief, "Tianji...you, are you my son?!"

Mo Tianji stared at him coldly: "Your son?! The lintel of your Zhenbei general, the deity can't climb high!"

"I said Mo Tianji, what are you thinking about?" Tsing Yi pinched his waist and stared at him playfully: "Do you think old man Mo wants to play with you as a father and son? How can people think of such an ugly dog? Is it my son? Look at your virtue, you can be a father to him. Isn't that right, old man Mo?"

Mo Zhenbei: I'm not... Her Royal Highness, don't talk nonsense...