427. The face of the emperor
It wasn't until she left the house that Wen Ranran breathed a sigh of relief.
Cheng Fenglou had already sent a group of Dali Temple guards back, and a group of people returned to Yuwang's Mansion in a mighty way.
Wen Yuwan shook her head and happily ate an extra plate of soybean cake.
"Ah...... It's been a long time since I've had this pleasure! ”
Wen Ranran smiled and nodded.
If the Han family can settle down after the prince's accident, then things won't get to this point.
Han Moming's event, as long as he hides it, he can still marry a good person in the future.
It's a pity that people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and they want to find a pick-up man, and they suppress each other everywhere, and they have collapsed themselves.
In contrast, the face of the party Cheng Fenglou is not very good.
"It's a pity, I just don't know, this time Your Majesty is going to punish me again......"
Wen Yuwan ate a snack, and didn't forget to feed Cheng Fenglou a piece.
"Why did you want to punish you?! They were the ones who did the wrong thing in the first place! ”
The corners of Wen Ranran's eyes twitched, looking at the appearance of no one beside the two of them, she coughed slightly, and motioned for Wen Changjin to still sit next to her.
Unexpectedly, Wen Changjin's eyes were very calm.
"Although Master Cheng is now out of the tiger's mouth, he ...... After all, this is Han Chun's marriage begging His Majesty, and if he does this rashly, he will not only lose the face of the Han family, but also His Majesty's! ”
Wen Yuwan was stunned.
"Isn't it?! I didn't expect Your Majesty to be so stingy! ”
Xia Lishuang sipped her tea and smiled slightly.
"It's not impossible."
Wen Yuwan's eyes lit up, "Seventh brother, what can you do?" ”
"After all, this is a marriage gift from His Majesty...... In any case, as long as the marriage is completed, it can be regarded as thanking Your Majesty for his kindness, and I will enter the palace tomorrow to ask for the queen mother, and make a will to marry you! ”
Wen Yuwan and Cheng Fenglou were stunned at the same time, the two of them glanced at each other, and both blushed instantly.
"This ...... Won't this be too fast......" Cheng Fenglou rubbed his hands nervously, quite embarrassed.
Wen Yuwan was not so shy, and patted Cheng Fenglou's shoulder with a big grin.
"No way, three times to get married, three times yellow, I guess, now in the capital, in addition to the scandal of Han Mo's unmarried pregnancy, it is the gossip of your wife! At this time, only the county lord wronged himself and jumped into the fire pit of your Cheng family! ”
Cheng Fenglou suddenly smiled, but he was not so shy.
On the side, Wen Changjin, who was directly ignored, sighed secretly, and flicked his sleeves and sighed.
……
Han Mo's child was not saved in the end, and even the reputation of the entire Han family collapsed.
Now when people mention the Han family, they are not strict in family education and try to cheat marriage.
On the second day of the morning dynasty, Wen Ranran received rare news from the palace, the emperor had an order, there was a major event in the palace, and Wen Ranran must also attend the early dynasty.
Wen Ranran, who got the order, suddenly had a big head.
She thought that the court was already criticized by the court as a female official, and Wen Ranran thought at first that as long as the prince's matter was resolved, the emperor should not remember him.
When the time comes, find any reason to withdraw this order.
Unexpectedly, the emperor didn't seem to have that intention at all......
Wen Ran looked at the ceiling melancholy, and had to synchronize with her husband's schedule.
In the early morning, Wen Ranran was dragged up by Xia Lishuang with two dark circles under her eyes, and went to court with a look of resentment.
This time, although it was not as big a sensation as the first time, there were still many conservative ministers who looked at Wen Ranran and rolled their eyes openly and secretly.
For these, Wen Ranquan didn't see it.
Because of Cheng Fenglou's affairs, today's early dynasty opened exceptionally early.
Han Chun stood in the ranks of the first-class officials, and his face was already black into pot carbon.
"Your Majesty! Please also Your Majesty! Be the master of the old minister! ”
Han Chun's eyes were scarlet, and every word concealed murderous intentions, thinking of his daughter who was still on the hospital bed, he couldn't wait to tear Cheng Fenglou apart.
The emperor looked pale, and waved his hand.
"I already know about Miss Han's affairs, Cheng Aiqing, do you have anything to say?!"