"This king heard that Yiyi was originally the original wife of the Hou Ye?"

King Yan suddenly asked.

Marquis Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that the other party has discovered something?

"Yes."

Ning Yuanhou nodded,

"Sister Yi'er and her mother had a difficult birth when she gave birth to her, fell ill, and died not long after."

This was actually said to Xiao Fuyi.

"Ben Hou and Sister Yi are a husband and wife in distress."

"Although her mother is from the rivers and lakes, she is also the wife I am marrying."

"Later, her mother died, and the Hong family straightened up, also to facilitate the care of the child."

Marquis Ning Yuan shrewdly avoided the important and light.

"But this kid was still lost at the age of five."

"Don't hide it from the prince, the Hou Mansion has been trying its best to find it all these years."

Ning Yuanhou's words are true.

He did send someone to find him.

It's just that the child returned to the Hou Mansion in such a tortuous way, which he didn't expect.

It can only be said that over the years, someone has been preventing him from finding Xiao Fuyi.

Xiao Fuyi also thought so in her heart.

Ning Yuanhou did not give up looking for her, she believed this.

Because the other party wants to get something from Xiao Bangjun.

But she was in Yanjing and had not been found for ten years.

It doesn't make sense at all.

Someone intervened behind the scenes.

Whether it is Hong's person or Xiao Wanjun's person remains to be verified.

"The original spouse, why was he humiliated by the second lady?"

Is the second miss talking about her?

Liu Hongling reacted, and just as she was about to speak, she was glared at by her father.

"It's because Weichen is not strict in discipline."

"Master Hou is busy on weekdays, and Mrs. Hou is raising her children, right?"

Yan Zhaoxi asked, and Ning Yuanhou was puzzled.

"Yes, it was Weichen's negligence."

"You can't blame Master Hou for this."

Yes?

Marquis Ning Yuan was at a loss, he didn't know what King Yan wanted to do.

"Mrs. Hou was corrected in order to raise her children?"

"If she can't do it well, then someone else will do it."

King Yan rarely said so much.

Especially after coming out of the iron-locked coffin.

"Impossible!"

Liu Hongling was next to her.

No matter how stupid she was, she understood what King Yan meant.

The other party didn't want to punish her, but directly get rid of her mother!

What a vicious mind!

Liu Hongling's eyes were red and she glared at Xiao Fuyi.

She subconsciously thought that all this was what Xiao Fuyi meant.

King Yan mentioned so much just now, just to fight for Xiao Fuyi.

Xiao Fuyi's mother's health was not good back then, what did it have to do with her mother?

Why do you want to hurt her mother?

Whether it is to stop his wife and marry another, or to degrade his wife to a concubine, it is a poisonous plan to kill two birds with one stone.

If the mother is no longer Mrs. Hou, what is she, the daughter of the Hou Mansion?

Will she be able to keep this identity?

"Lord, you can't ...... for the sake of the princess"

"Ling'er, shut up!"

Ning Yuanhou immediately stopped his daughter, for fear that she would say something again.

But in the face of King Yan, he also didn't have a good face.

"Lord Wang, although the Hong family is not well educated, but over the years, she has given birth to Ling'er for Weichen, and she has taken care of the Hou Mansion, and she has no credit and hard work."

"Please also ask the prince to ......"

Marquis Ning Yuan didn't plan to tear his face with King Yan yet.

To be precise, when he is not sure of the hole cards in Yan Wang's hand, he will not act rashly.

"What credit?"

King Yan interrupted him suddenly.

"Did it harm the mother-in-law of this king, or did you deliberately abandon the five-year-old princess?"

"If these two things are the same, it is a credit in the eyes of the Hou Ye."

"Then, this king can only be regarded as the Hou Ye who wants to kill his wife and daughter by the hands of a woman!"

King Yan's sonorous and powerful voice was like a drum, beating Ning Yuanhou's heart.