She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Chapter 408 Impermanence

Qiu Xing was confused by what she said. If other people in the courtyard were pregnant, what was there to be happy about?

I really want to ask clearly, but I also feel that some things don’t need to be asked so clearly.

If the master wants to talk to her, he will speak.

Tang An Ning asked, "Did the people who came back say that the carriage that left the city for Duke Dingguo's Mansion didn't return before the city gates closed?"

"Well, it seems that the Duke's wife and Miss Mo will stay at Guanghua Temple today."

Tang An Ning didn't like her calling Mo Yuying "Princess" or "Crown Lady".

So all along, she was still called Miss Mo.

Qiu Xing told her what she knew, but she didn't know the details.

It seems that this is the thing that makes the lady in a good mood.

But she didn't understand why she was happy about this. Could it be that her young lady had arranged for assassins to kill Princess Fuhui?

But Qiu Xing quickly denied this speculation.

The current Princess Fuhui is no longer the former Miss Mo.

Wherever he went, a large group of people followed him.

Not to mention assassination, even getting close is difficult.

With the few people they have now, they might be able to do surveillance, but it is unrealistic to try to do something as difficult as assassinating the princess.

But Qiu Xing was smart enough not to ask.

Tang An Ning would not explain it clearly to her.

Ever since Chunya betrayed her, her trust in the people around her has decreased a lot.

Including Qiu Xing, who was once saved by her.

She would tell them to do things for her, but she wouldn't tell them why.

After removing her hair, Qiu Xing helped Tang An Ning wash up and helped her lie down on the bed.

After lowering the bed curtains, she stepped out.

The room was very quiet, a quieter silence than ever before.

Tang An Ning lay on his back, exhaled comfortably and closed his eyes.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth from beginning to end.

She remembered what happened in her previous life.

The scandal that broke out in the Guanghua Temple's Hall of Praying to Children was supposed to happen five years later.

She was in a daze at the time and had no idea what was happening outside.

The reason why he knew this was because of a big conflict between Wei Yunzhi and Mo Yuying.

The cause was that a chaste and heroic woman went to Shuntian Prefecture to beat drums to appeal for justice.

This marked the beginning of a major case.

That year, the capital city was in a bloody mess.

Who would have thought that a famous century-old temple would actually be a den of brothel.

A scam for having a child that lasted for more than 20 years has harmed countless decent women.

Although that crime was eventually exposed to the public, there was something behind it that people did not know.

Countless women lost their lives.

That year, paper money was floating all over the city, and there were so many funerals in one day that it was impossible to count them.

The quarrel between Wei Yunzhi and Mo Yuying was also because Mo Yuying went to Guanghua Temple to pray for a child.

But fortunately, she didn't spend the night there.

So in the end the two of them reconciled.

Tang An Ning also learned about this major case.

Today, these sins are still hidden beneath the calm surface of the lake.

It would be better to let her take advantage of it a little before everything is exposed.

In her previous life, Mo Yuying had destroyed her in such a vicious way, and now her revenge was nothing compared to him.

Besides, she wasn't the one who forced them to go.

If you want to blame someone, blame her mean mother-in-law who is anxious for her grandson.

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When she woke up again, Qiao Zhenzhen had returned to the Duke's Mansion.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Xie Qianzhong’s worried expression.

"Master——"

Seeing that she woke up, Xie Qianzhong breathed a sigh of relief.

With his medical skills, he naturally knew that his precious little disciple was fine, but he was worried because of his concern.

Seeing that she wanted to get up, Xie Qianzhong stopped her, "Just lie down properly, why are you getting up?"

"Where is the prince?" she asked.

Xie Qianzhong looked gloomy and said, "He went to the palace."

Qiao Zhenzhen looked worried. "I agreed to go with him."

Yesterday, Han Zheng brought soldiers from the East Suburb Camp. Logically speaking, those soldiers could not be transferred at will without the royal order.

She originally wanted to send someone back to deliver a letter to Han Zheng, asking him to bring his family guards to surround Guanghua Temple.

Unexpectedly, the messenger waited until evening and found that Han Zheng had not returned home. Only then did he find out that something urgent had happened in the military camp and he could not come back.

The messenger hurried out of the city and rushed to the camp in the eastern suburbs to inform Han Zheng that there might be unusual news in Guanghua Temple.

It was too late to go home and call for help.

Han Zheng took great pains to transfer three hundred men from the barracks.

Xie Qianzhong: "If that boy can't even handle this little thing, he's not worthy of being your husband!"

Qiao Zhenzhen: "Master, that's not what you said. The soldiers the prince called in this time are from the East Suburb Camp. Normally, no one can mobilize soldiers there without Your Majesty's order. The prince is trying to save me this time. This matter can be big or small. It depends on whether Your Majesty wants to punish him."

Xie Qianzhong was silent.

It sounds like this matter is indeed serious.

"But you're hurt."

His young disciple had a weak constitution before, and he had worked hard to make him strong and healthy. Now that he was bled, all the efforts he had made to improve his health were wasted.

"It's precisely because I'm injured that it's easier for me to play the victim and beg for mercy."

Xie Qianzhong shook his head and stopped trying to stop her. Instead, he gave her a pill.

"You're too weak right now. This medicine will keep you going for a while. After you come back, you need to take good care of yourself."

Qiao Zhenzhen propped herself up and got up to wash up.

When she was in high spirits before, she didn't feel anything about this injury and felt like a superman.

As soon as the breath subsided, I felt uncomfortable all over my body.

My hands and feet are weak and I have no strength.

After taking the medicine given by Xie Qianzhong, I felt a little better.

Xia Xiang wanted to put some makeup on her, but she stopped her: "Just go like this, it's better to look pale."

The self-torture strategy and the beauty trap have always been very effective.

When Qiao Zhenzhen rushed to the palace, she was told that Han Zheng was in Kunning Palace.

I felt quite relieved. Since I was in Kunning Palace listening to instructions, it should mean that His Majesty didn't want to make a big fuss about what happened last night.

When Emperor Kangde learned the whole story of the Guanghua Temple incident, he was furious.

I was very angry.

When Qiao Zhenzhen arrived, Han Zheng and the prince were both kneeling in the warm room with drooping heads.

Like two big quails defeated in a fight.

Her face and lips were pale, and it was obvious that she had been seriously injured.

Just as she was about to kneel down before the Emperor and Empress, Empress Tong hurriedly asked the senior palace maid beside her to come forward and support her.

Queen Tong quickly asked her to sit down beside her and held her in her arms to comfort her.

"Are you okay? Mother will be worried sick when she finds out about this. I heard you were injured. Where are you hurt?"

"Mother... I'm sorry to have caused you to worry about me. I deserve death." Qiao Zhenzhen rarely showed a pitiful expression. "I'm fine. I just got a deep cut on my shoulder. I originally wanted to go to the palace with the prince to apologize to my father today, but I caught a fever. When I woke up, the prince had already entered the palace..."

"Father, Emperor, and Mother, please don't blame him. This matter... is entirely my fault!"

Regardless of what he said, Qiao Zhenzhen took the blame for the incident on herself.

Women are weak and therefore more lovable.