The voice of thanks, which has always been gentle and gentle, is now filled with indescribable coldness and storm.

Even if he didn't look at it, Yue Qingrong knew who was in this sack.

His eyes were pale, and he raised his hand to retreat.

"You go out first."

"You are not allowed to go." The cold voice of thanks echoed throughout the room.

Suddenly......

In the room, the maids knelt down with brushes.

The prince has never lost such a temper, and now he is so ...... to the princess

"Ci'er, are you going to force your mother to death?" Yue Qingrong said word by word, and in the phoenix eyes that were similar in shape to the thanks, there was a determination printed.

The room fell silent.

Xie Ci said coldly, "Go out." ”

"Yes!"

The people in the room are all running out with rolling belts, and the air pressure of the prince is too low, if it is late, I am afraid that I will die.

Soon, in addition to thanking the mother and son in the room, only Yin Yi stood with his hands down.

"Untie the sack."

Xie Ci said lightly.

Yin Yi opened the sack with a neat move, revealing Luo Zhen, who should have committed suicide in fear of sin.

was sealed in the acupoint, and looked at Yue Qingrong with a desperate expression.

Xie Ci's voice became more and more cold, "Does the mother concubine have anything to say to her son?" ”

Yue Qingrong met his eyes, looking tired, "Resignation, the concubine is all for your good." ”

"What the mother concubine did for the good of her son is to put the Royal Prince's Mansion in danger?" The words of thanks were word by word, and the tone was deep, "The murder of the great monk of the Thousand Buddha Temple and the murder of the current Seven Princes, no matter which crime it is, is enough for the Royal Prince's Mansion to eat a pot." ”

"There are so many nobles in Pingcheng staring at the Royal Prince's Mansion, the mother concubine is good, and she will send the handle to the door, this is what the mother concubine calls good to her son?"

Yue Qingrong didn't know what happened in the Thousand Buddha Temple, and when he heard Xie Ci say it, his expression was condensed, "I didn't send someone to murder the prince, I was clearly just for ......."

"It's just to hold my son back, isn't it?" Xie Ci laughed and mocked, "What are you dragging your son for, in order to help your son get rid of Yuanyuan, you choose another good daughter-in-law." ”

The words pierce the heart.

In the sentence, Yue Qing let her mind go.

Yue Qingrong closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he regained his composure.

She did the right thing, she was all about quitting.

"Ci'er, even if you hate your mother, you must reconcile with the daughter of the Yuan family! You can't be together! ”

Leave no stone unturned.

"What if her son had to be her." Xie Ci said this without hesitation, and his heart was slightly shocked.

When did he start to have her?

Thinking so, Xie Ci frowned slightly.

Yue Qingrong didn't seem to expect that his son was still a lover, and he was also Jiang Nuan's daughter.

"You can marry anyone, you have to be anyone, but Jiang Nuan's daughter, no!"

Seeing that Yue Qingrong was on the verge of madness, and his graceful and luxurious posture in the past was gone, Xie Ci sensed that something was wrong.

Raised his hand to hold her shoulder, "Mother, mother, calm down." ”

Yue Qingrong's eyes were red, and his armored hand pinched into Xie Ci's wrist, as if crying blood, and roared in a low voice, "Ci'er, Yuan Changhuan is your sister, how can you marry her!" ”

"Sister?"

The thin lips of Xie Ci twitched slightly, a touch of complexity slipped over his clear and picturesque face, and his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "Mother, don't you have hysteria." ”

"Yin Yi, Xuanfu Doctor!"

"No, I didn't, Ci'er, you listen to the concubine." Yue Qingrong grabbed Xie Ci's hand, and worked harder and harder, her voice was hoarse, like crying, "Mother concubine, I saw it with my own eyes, she is your sister!" ”