Chapter 2092 (1/2)

Linglie receives a call from Beigong Jue, and Yaxi's special team members have arrived to pray for the protection of Fangmu orange.

”Hahaha, find it!” Beigong absolutely laughs on the phone: ”didn't Princess Woxi marry Prince Rui beigongchen to be a princess?”

Linglie sits in the imperial study, chuckles: ”ha ha, what's the matter?”

”I had my father's Attic cleaned up a few days ago. It's been half a century since I was dust laden. Only after that did I find out that Prince Rui, beigongchen, was my father's illegitimate son!

Only because the marriage law of Yaxi is monogamous, he can't publicize the scandal. He can only raise beigongchen in my uncle's Rui Prince's mansion as a son of the world!

When my father was emperor, it was an accident that he walked fast. I was the emperor. All of us thought that my succession was natural!

But I just read my father's letters and found that he meant to make beigongchen the new emperor! ”

Linglie's eyes shimmer.

As the saying goes, domestic ugliness is not uncommon. It's also a king. This northern palace is really stingy to hold domestic ugliness in front of him.

With a smile on his face, he was alert: ”so what?”

Beigong Jue naturally said: ”so, now Beigong Chen is gone, my people have heard that their children are exiled back to the prince praying house! I'll take him back. It's my father's last wish, isn't it? ”

Linglie has a headache. So, whether it's the adored kid, the Qiaojia health soup or the Queen's premature delivery, it's Fang Muchuang's hand.

However, linglie never only looks at the surface. His brain has a function of automatic analysis and reasoning when he looks at the surface.

It's true that Fang Mucheng has been harming people step by step, but it's true that he almost won the next time!

In other words, when a person is involved in a series of crimes, the scene is very spectacular, but every time there is no danger!

Linglie pondered and asked, ”but Fang Muchuang is the son of our country's Xingxi princess. Uncle Beigong is not suitable to take him back as a reserve prince?”

Isn't that the royal family of the northern palace family, all of which will flow the blood of the Luo family?

Beigong Jue said with a smile, ”what's that! My father and emperor also received the help of general Ling Yu. Without Luo's family, how could the North Palace come? ”

In fact, what he thought was that after Fang Mucheng arrived in Yaxi safely, he must tell Ling lie that beigongchen and beigongyi had changed their sons, so Fang Mucheng had no Luo's blood at all!

This kind of dark feeling is particularly cool!

Beigong Jue couldn't even hide the excitement and excitement. He was laughing at the other end of the phone.

Linglie sighed: ”Oh, that's impossible. Do you think it's me who will send you back or you who will come to pick it up?”

”My men have arrived!”

”OK, I'll arrange a charter flight!”

”My people went on my charter flight!”

”That's not good. Our princess's children always want to...”

”Prince Yashi's return is always ceremonious! Mu orange is in Ningguo these days. I've had enough time to visit my relatives. I'm going to leave now. There's no need to send him off! ”

Call over!

North Palace never want Ling lie's plane to deliver, because he is afraid that Ling lie will hurt his prince.

And linglie wants to send Fangmu orange back, but he is also afraid of Beigong Jue's plan. The purpose is to take the opportunity to hurt Fangmu orange.

For a while, each has his own mind and purpose.

Linglie frowned, zhuoran had come to him and said in a small voice with a flat plate: ”Your Majesty, the spokesman of the State Information Department of Yaxi announced that they are about to welcome the prince, Beigong Muchuang, back home!”! He also said that Beigong Muchuang was the lineal son of Beigong family. As for his identity, he would explain it in detail when he returned home! ”

Linglie looked at the picture and suddenly said, ”prepare the car and go to pray for the prince's residence.”

In the peach blossom forest, the wind blows, and the falling English dances like snow, setting off a bright and beautiful world.

Filled with romantic fragrance, xiaotiandi is Su Yi's favorite secret garden.

Fang Muchuang leans under the tree and hands the flute to Su Yi: ”here it is.”

Su Yi tried, the voice of the quiet ancient rhyme with the shock of returning to nature, permeated between heaven and earth.