Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

Bingwen was very ashamed by what Xia Chu said. Thinking about it carefully, whether Xia Chu was male or female, it didn’t make any difference to him.

Xia Chu has always been the noble man who took him out of Du’s house, the benefactor who turned over the years of unjust cases for him, and the friend who had a good conversation with him and talked freely.

As soon as he thought about it, his nervous feeling disappeared, and he sipped a relieved smile. He looked at Xia Chu and said, “The person who took away the Miao family incense shop was indeed the imperial guard in the palace.”

Xia Chu rested his back on a red lacquer pillar, tapped his index finger on the guardrail, and waited for Bingwen’s next words.

If that’s the case, it’s not worth Xian Li and Bingwen Baba to come and say that something was dug out of Miao Heng’s mouth.

“The person who ordered the arrest of the incense shop is not the emperor, guess who?” Bingwen regained his usual calmness, and there was a hint of jokes on his face.

Xia Chu’s knocking hand paused for a while. Eighteen years ago, although Concubine Li entered the palace and was honored by the emperor, she was not so favored, and did not have the ability to drive the Imperial Army to do things for her.

What’s more, Yue Xinli hanged himself in the palace, and if the Imperial Army arrested someone and dared to detain them in the palace, who else could it be if it wasn’t the emperor?

Xia Chu’s eyes suddenly lit up, and she ordered two words, which made her suddenly look up at Bingwen: “The Queen Mother?”

With an expression of admiration on Bingwen’s face, he nodded and continued: “Miao Heng was a good craftsman of the Miao family in making incense back then. After Concubine Li rescued him secretly, she inadvertently revealed that she spent a lot of money. It took a lot of effort to save him from the Queen Mother, but I know that the kindness is the repayment. So over the years, Miao Heng has been making incense for her and never stopped.”

Xia Chu’s brows furrowed again, why did the queen mother arrest the people from the Miao family incense shop, why did the emperor hide it for her, why did Concubine Li try to save her, and what else was hidden in it?

Originally, it was just a simple thought that the emperor Jinghong had seen Yue Xinli at a glance, and was bewitched by her beauty.

But judging from the two messages Miao Heng revealed, things seemed to be far from what he originally thought.

What happened in those days, it seems that only by asking the emperor in person can we know…

Bingwen’s narration later is nothing more than that Concubine Li arranged for Miao Heng to enter the Huiwang Mansion.

Xia Chu had already known about these things, and his mind was still stuck on why the Queen Mother arrested people.

At this moment, there was a voice of arguing in the distance, and it was vaguely distinguishable between Xu Wenlan and Su Qianan.

Bingwen and Xia Chu said almost the same, and the two walked over together.

As soon as Xu Wenlan saw Bingwen’s figure, she immediately greeted him: “Look at him, he made Miss Xianli cry.”

Su Qianan looked very aggrieved, and she raised her hands to make Zhang Huang feel at a loss: “Bingwen, I really didn’t bully her. Just after I took off my coat, she looked at the scar on my chest and kept crying.”

Xian Li wiped away the tears and followed him: “It has nothing to do with Big Brother Su, the wind was blowing just now, and I lost my eyes…”

Xu Wenlan said “tsk” from the side: “How much sand is this to be able to fascinate the eyes like this.”

Xiao Mubai, who followed him, ran on him: “I think you have a big idea. With Mr. Xu, do you lobby for it yourself?”

“Don’t, you promised me just now.” Xu Wenlan pulled him to the back next to Xia Chu, and then looked at Bingwen: “I’m not worried that Xian Li has been wronged.”

But He Bingwen didn’t have the time to look at him now. He looked at Xian Li for a moment, and when he saw her nodding lightly, he recognized that the scars on Su Qian’an’s body matched.

Bingwen looked at Su Qian’an now, apart from the original affection in the past, it was more like looking at his brother-in-law, how could he blame Su Qian’an, he had already stepped up, comforting Su Qian’an, who was still holding his hands, and said: “I know, it’s good that you are so upright and not being bullied by others. How can you bully others.”

Seeing that even Bingwen had gone to protect Su Qian’an, Xu Wenlan cried out, “In accordance with my good intentions, I was blamed by you and bullied me alone?”

Xia Chu curved his lips and teased: “That’s not true, anyway, you are going to go to the Western Regions, people take tea to cool…”

Xu Wenlan heard what he said, but she felt at ease. Since Lan Yuying and him were best friends, Xia Chu would not stand by and watch her own affairs.

He immediately let go of the hand that was still holding Xiao Mu’s white robe, and in line with what Xia Chu had just said, he put on a wistful gesture and said, “The world is hot and cold, it’s hot…”

Bingwen turned his head and glanced at Xu Wenlan, who was pretending to be pretentious, with a narrow smile on his face: “On the day of Mr. Xu’s marriage, I will send eight people to carry the sedan chair with red makeup for ten miles. How about sending you out of Beijing?”

“Bah!” Xu Wenlan froze instantly, sweeping away the grief and sorrow just now, and rushing over, he was about to scuffle with Bingwen.

Two people who don’t know martial arts, you chase after me, this fight is unpretentious.

In the sound of laughter, Su Qianan’s eyes dimmed, and her complexion darkened.

Xian Li kept an eye on him, and naturally noticed something strange and asked, “Brother Su, what’s the matter with you?”

Xia Chu and Xiao Mubai also walked over, and Su Qianan spoke in a low voice: “I remember that General Xiao Zhao often said that when the battle is over, he will rush back to Beijing to carry the sedan chair, and Shili Hongzhuang will marry Miss Huo. …”

These words made Bingwen and Xu Wenlan, who were chasing and playing, also stopped, and the atmosphere was instantly suppressed.

Now, the battle is over, but Zhao Xingwen…

Xu Wenlan stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Bingwen’s shoulders. This incident had a great impact on Bingwen. He stayed in Beijing the whole time. He came to Mingxiang Garden every day, seeing Bingwen getting drunk every night, and being dragged by him to drink every day. How distressed he was.

What Xia Chu had never dared to mention or thought about, was suddenly revealed, only to feel that a black cloud surged up in front of him, and Xiao Mubai promptly supported his feet.

This matter, he has been pressing down in his heart, like a box of sewage that has been placed in a stable state without being touched or stirred, and gradually restored to clarity through the precipitation of time.

But with a little movement, the clear water instantly turned into mud, and it easily became turbid.

“Miss Huo is better now?” Xia Chu opened his mouth in a very depressed tone.

He had received a letter from Bingwen, and heard that Huo Wenshu insisted on being buried for Zhao Xingwen as the daughter-in-law of the Zhao family.

Huo Tianxiu couldn’t stop it, and Gu Shirou couldn’t persuade him either.

Although Xiao Zimu had withdrawn the marriage contract personally bestowed by the emperor, she still ignored Zhao Xingwen on the day he was buried, and insisted on burying him as a widow in mourning clothes.

Today, although there has never been a big marriage, it has already been rumored in Beijing, and no one knows it, no one knows it…