The Group-Favored Little Lucky Star Brings Fortune to the Whole Family

After giving birth to five sons, the Old Shen family in Lotus Village finally got their wish for a precious daughter!

What, a long drought with no rain? Little Dragon Liu waves her hand, and ...

Chapter 222 Princess Rong

Shen Liuliu was completely unaware of this; she was worried about Chu Yaya and wondering if An'an had received the letter.

The letter arrived five days later.

Receiving it so quickly is the fastest speed the secret guards could achieve, working day and night.

Mo Lan'an's expression turned somewhat grim after receiving the letter.

He spread the letter out, pressed it down, and then carefully put it away.

In the deepest, most hidden compartment of his study.

"Zhuifeng, go and find out what Princess Quling has been doing these past few days. In particular, find out if she has sent anyone to Lotus Village."

"yes!"

Zhui Feng didn't ask why; he immediately went to take care of his business.

What the master thinks and what he wants to do is none of their business to ask or comment on.

Mo Lan'an then ordered someone to bring all the things he had collected three years ago and take them directly to the Rong Prince's Mansion.

He wanted to ensure that Princess Qu Ling would never have a chance to turn things around again!

Prince Rong's Mansion.

When Prince Rong received the news, he was somewhat surprised.

"Why is Your Highness here at this time?" Prince Rong asked.

He has been gradually relinquishing his power, and his family has never had a close relationship with the Crown Prince.

Although the children of the two families are engaged.

Princess Rong sneered, "Whatever he's here for, that's fine! Your Highness, you should also have a good talk with His Highness. After all, A-Ling is his fiancée, but he's been far too cruel to her!"

Six years ago, Mo Lan'an brought Princess Qu Ling back directly and handed over all of Princess Qu Ling's actions to the Dali Temple.

Therefore, the Emperor punished Princess Quling by sending her to a Buddhist temple for three years to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures in order to atone for her sins.

He should have come back three years ago.

But who knew that Mo Lan'an would submit evidence of other crimes?

After Princess Quling entered the Buddhist temple, she abused the nuns and even caused the deaths of several of them.

Among them were several little girls, who were not even ten years old.

The bones were buried beneath the solemn Buddha statue!

This incident caused a stir in both the government and the public.

This time, His Majesty directly sentenced Princess Quling to five years in prison!

Although Princess Rong could still help take care of him, it was not as good as being at home, or even as good as being at a Buddhist temple.

Princess Qu Ling was in great distress, and Princess Rong was also heartbroken.

She harbored a great deal of resentment towards Mo Lan'an because of this!

How could Prince Rong not feel sorry for his daughter?

But what can be done?

"If Ling'er hadn't done these things, what difference would it make if His Highness disliked her?"

"Ling'er is not that bad! Mo Lan'an must have framed her to break off the engagement!"

Princess Rong said fiercely.

Prince Rong stopped and turned to reprimand him: "How dare you address the current Crown Prince by his name so casually? Do you intend to implicate your entire clan?"

No matter how great one's achievements, one is still a subject!

If a subject forgets his duty as a subject, then his entire clan will be executed.

All this glory, the royal family can give, and can also take back!

Princess Rong's face twisted in pain, refusing to say anything, only saying, "My heart aches for my Ling'er! Have you forgotten your daughter?"

"How could I forget?"

"Then when you see His Highness later, remember to tell him!"

As the Crown Prince's fiancée, if the Crown Prince pleads for her release, A-Ling will surely be released ahead of schedule.

Prince Rong sighed deeply.

There was no other way; it was for my daughter's sake.

After the two met with Mo Lan'an, before they could even speak, Mo Lan'an spoke directly.

"I have come today to tell Your Highness a very important matter."

"What?"

Mo Lan'an said calmly, "Does Prince Rong still remember the incident six years ago when Princess Qu Ling caused a scene in Lotus Village?"

Upon being suddenly brought up this matter, Prince Rong's face immediately turned ugly.

Princess Rong couldn't help but question, "Your Highness, did you come here today to humiliate my husband and me?"

"Your Highness is overthinking it. There's just something I haven't told you yet."

"What?"

Mo Lan'an slowly said, "When I was in Lotus Village, I saw an orphan girl who looked very much like Princess Rong! You could say she looked even more like the princess than Princess Qu Ling."

When he first saw Chu Yaya, she looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place her.

That's because he rarely saw the Queen Consort of Chu.

It was only after Princess Quling went that he remembered.

Chu Yaya and Princess Qu Ling look very similar, but Princess Rong looks even more like her!

"What do you mean by that, Your Highness?"

Prince Rong gripped the armrest tightly, suddenly realizing that something might be about to happen.

Princess Rong scoffed, "So what if they look alike? In my heart, no one can compare to A-Ling!"

There are plenty of people in this world who look alike.

The year their Aling was lost, how many people brought their children, claiming they were their Aling?

Each one of them bears some resemblance to her.

She'd seen this kind of thing many times before.

"Indeed, when it comes to ruthlessness, no one can compare to Princess Qu Ling."

"you!"

"I received news today that someone secretly set fire to Chu Yaya's house late at night on the fifteenth of the first lunar month. There was no trace left."

Mo Lan'an glanced at the two men and continued, "Prince Rong, consider this: Chu Yaya is just an orphan girl from the countryside. Even if she might offend some people, do you think those are just country folk who would do things without leaving a trace?"

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month?

Princess Rong's pupils suddenly contracted.

Prince Rong was filled with doubt: "Your Highness means that Chu Yaya is very likely our daughter? But Ah Ling..."

"Slap, slap."

Mo Lan clapped her hands twice.

Immediately, someone brought up a young woman.

The young woman knelt down to pay her respects.

Princess Rong exclaimed in surprise, "It's you!"

This person was none other than Liu Zhu, the personal maid of Princess Qu Ling, who was pushed out by Princess Qu Ling to shield her from the tiger and died when they encountered it.

Liu Zhu kowtowed: "Your Highness, it is indeed your maid."

"Back then, I accompanied the princess to Lotus Village and saw Chu Yaya with my own eyes. She does indeed look very similar to the princess! If the princess, Chu Yaya, and the princess stood together..."

"Others might think the Princess and Chu Yaya are mother and daughter! What surprised me even more was that after seeing Chu Yaya, the Princess insisted on killing her!"

Liu Zhu is a witness who was found by Mo Lan An.

Otherwise, how could the Princess Consort and her husband believe such empty words?

"As the princess said, it's normal for people to look alike. But why did the princess want to kill Chu Yaya as soon as she saw her? Even after being imprisoned, she still tried every means to kill her?"

"Keep in mind, the two had never met before! Let alone had any prior grudges."

Every word Mo Lan'an uttered was like a heavy hammer, striking their hearts hard.

Princess Rong shrieked, "Impossible! Is this another trick you came up with to deal with my Ling'er? Your Highness, you really went to great lengths to break off the engagement!"

"Is it really as the rumors say, Your Highness, that you have taken a fancy to a little girl from Lotus Village? For a village girl, Your Highness is willing to break your contract with my Rong Prince's Mansion?!"

Princess Rong's voice was shrill and each word was ruthless.