Chapter 21 Who to blame?
Cheng Yunmeng closed his eyes tightly, and his eyelids trembled slightly.
Concubine Qing was not worried that Lan Zhaorong would really be bullied. That little girl had too many quirky ideas, and she had already seen them before.
Judging from the sneaky look in the young guy's eyes, he is probably planning a new "scam".
However, the first person to speak was Jiang Xingran, who had remained silent the whole time.
He bent his legs and knelt on the ground, then kowtowed three times. When he stood up, the red mark on his forehead was clearly visible.
"Empress Roufei, Xingran was nervous yesterday and forgot to defend Fourth Brother. If you are angry, please punish Xingran directly!"
After the words were spoken, the room was silent for a long while.
Jiang Huai'an's eyes rolled around twice, as if he had discovered something interesting: "Little Woodhead, I thought you were poisoned and mute, but now you can talk."
No matter how he dealt with Jiang Xingran before, he remained silent, which made him less happy. This time......
Finally, he found Jiang Xingran's soft spot: "Mother, father hates fratricide the most. We can't touch Old Seven today~"
Cheng Yunmeng was anxious and knelt down immediately: "Empress Roufei, Xingran is young and ignorant. It is all my fault for not teaching him well. Please punish me directly..."
Jiang Xingran's face turned pale, and he was about to kowtow and beg, but Cheng Yunmeng quickly stopped him: "Xingran, you have to listen to your mother. This is what your mother deserves. Don't say anything more..."
Her mother, Xing Ran, had to run around every day to provide food for her and her child. As a mother, it was her duty to protect her child from disasters...
And the young man said in his heart that this was the disaster she deserved.
It was because of her identity that life in the palace was so difficult for both mother and son.
Cheng Yunmeng recalled that night for a moment and couldn't help regretting that if only he hadn't covered for someone else that day.
Jiang Xingran was about to speak with an anxious look on his face, but Cheng Yunmeng hurriedly reached out his hand and covered his mouth tightly.
As a mother, you should protect your children.
Even if she was really punished to kneel outside in the snow today, she would not hesitate!
For a moment, both of their faces were covered with tears.
Jiang Yingcheng stood beside him with a blank expression, blinking his eyes, feeling confused: [Ah...]
[Cheng Cheng is ready to fake a fall, what should I do now......]
[Father's shield is about to reach the gate of Liuhua Palace. If Aunt Yunmeng and Seventh Brother keep crying, Chengcheng will not be able to deliberately frame Concubine Rou...]
Lan Zhaorong's body froze, and even her sobbing sounds stopped unconsciously.
His Majesty is coming?
Doesn't she have to kneel in the snow today?
How soon will it be? If the kid fakes a fall, will Your Majesty really punish Concubine Rou out of heartache?
Doubts came one after another in my mind, but the most important thing at the moment was to let Concubine Rougui act quickly so that His Majesty could catch her in the act.
Thinking of this, Cheng Yunmeng quickly and gently patted Jiang Xingran on the back and whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid, Xingran, your father will be here soon."
Concubine Qing, who was drinking tea above, was also stunned.
Good fellow, he really wants to scam me...
Concubine Rou Gui had no idea what was going on in the hearts of these people. When she saw the two people's crying stopped, she said sarcastically, "What a scene of deep mother-son love. If you don't know, you would think I was going to sink Lan Zhaorong into a well."
She slowly stood up from the soft chair and took two steps forward: "It is said that if a son is not well-educated, it is the fault of the father, but your Majesty is extremely busy with official duties every day. As concubines, we should help your Majesty share some of the burden."
"You, Lan Zhaorong, are to blame for this matter. Do you two still have complaints in your hearts?"
Cheng Yunmeng quickly leaned forward and kowtowed: "In reply to your Majesty, I dare not complain at all."
Concubine Rou raised one corner of her lips in a nonchalant, mocking smile, and was quite satisfied with Lan Zhaorong's awareness of current affairs.
Although Jiang Huai'an also wanted to see his mother punish Lan Zhaorong, he enjoyed the painful expression on Jiang Xingran's face more. He was shocked to see that he accepted the current situation and couldn't help but taunt him: "Jiang Xingran, you should know that the punishment your mother suffered today was because you opposed me yesterday."
"If you had agreed directly yesterday, and it was you who pushed Xiao Eleven, wouldn't there be so much trouble today?"
"What kind of place do you think this palace is? Given your mother's status, how can it give you the freedom to choose?"
"Today I am teaching you a lesson, so that you will know what attitude you should adopt when you meet the young master in the palace in the future."
He was so pleased that even the constant swelling pain in his back felt much less severe.
In the past, when he bullied Jiang Xingran, although the other party never dared to resist, Jiang Xingran's face was always full of arrogance, and he looked at him as if he was an ant. Although he always got the benefit in the end, he always felt that he was inferior in momentum.
But now it's good, he finally knows what Jiang Xingran is afraid of.
A sly smile appeared on Jiang Huaian's lips.
Fight me.
Don't even consider whether you deserve it.
Jiang Huaian looked around the house.
Concubine Qing Guifei, who is on good terms with my mother.
Jiang Yingcheng, his little follower, does whatever he says.
Then it fell on Jiang Xingran.
"What are you still standing there for?" Jiang Huai'an said to the palace maid who was about to walk up to Lan Zhaorong, "Didn't my mother tell you long ago? Slap her in the face!"
Hurry up and clap your hands. His mother has many tricks waiting for him.
Xi Wu turned around and glanced at Concubine Rou Guifei.
There was no special expression on Concubine Rougui's face, but Xi Wu, who had been with her for several years, knew that this meant tacit consent.
Xi Wu raised his legs again, preparing to take the last few steps towards Lan Zhaorong.
[Oh my god, my father is already standing behind the door?!]
Concubine Qing put down the teacup and said in a tangled voice: "Sister Jingwan, this is not good..."
Concubine Rou turned around in surprise, as if she couldn't understand why Concubine Qing, who hadn't said a word for a long time, suddenly spoke, and it seemed that she wanted to stop her.
"you......"
Before she could finish her words, several screams suddenly sounded from behind her.
Concubine Rou turned her head suddenly.
She had no idea what had happened to the people in front of her. Xi Wu's raised foot was still suspended in mid-air, and the expression on her face was one of shock and fear. From her perspective, her temples were shiny, as if a thin layer of sweat had seeped out.
And Jiang Yingcheng...
On the ground, rolling in circles, towards the door...
Concubine Rou was silent.
Judging from the way Jiang Yingcheng rolled, it seemed as if she rolled towards the door on her own initiative.
But judging from Xiwu's reaction, it seemed like he was kicked by the opponent.
What is this?
Even though her status was so noble, she never used such crude means when she wanted to frame someone.
Jiang Yingcheng didn't know what other people were thinking, but she was almost unable to bear it.
She asked 007 in her heart: [How far is it...]
She originally wanted to roll straight to the door and let her father see her pretending to be pitiful, but...
No one told her that the ground was so hard and it would hurt to roll on it...
She felt dizzy all the way and finally rolled halfway when she was stopped by someone.
Jiang Yingcheng raised her head and met Jiang Yanchuan's angry eyes. She pursed her lips and cried out loudly: "Wow..."
[It really, really hurts──]
Jiang Yanchuan: “…”
Who is it?