Quick Wear: Daji is a Bad Woman

Chapter 572
"My lord, what are you looking at?"

The woman closed the cloth with a calm expression: "It's nothing, it's a kitten."

The woman put the basket in the corner and waited for the officers and soldiers to leave before returning to take the child away.

Such a lovely child, the woman thought of what Zhizhou said before she died, sighed, put the child at the door of a farmer's house, and then left.

Leaving a daughter to Zhizhou, she also counted the affection for going to Beijing to rush for the exam together.

The child was hungry and crying loudly, and it attracted the attention of passers-by. A couple without children hurried over to take the child away.

Mo Ran was locked in the cell for half a month, and finally, someone came.

The person who came was the second princess, the current queen princess.

The imperial concubine looked Mo Ran up and down, her eyes lit up, Mo Ran had a premonition, and the next second Fengxia said: "It's a bit pretty, it's a pity to die, why not be the king's servant."

"Second Prince, don't even think about it." Mo Ran looked as if he would rather die than surrender.

Fengxia raised a smirk and waved her hand: "Come here, send him to this king's mansion."

Mo Ran was taken out of the prison and taken to the palace. Du Meng was embroidering, when he saw Mo Ran's alarm bells ringing.

"Who is he?" Du Meng is now Fengxia's side lord, Du Chengxiang talked to him again, Du Meng decided to be the most honorable man in the world, he wants to dominate Fengxia's favor, Mo Ran is so good-looking , Du Meng was of course vigilant.

"Mr. Hui, the Crown Princess asked us to bring it back."

Mo Ran looked at Du Meng with hatred on his face, and hurriedly said, "I didn't do it voluntarily, my lord, please help me."

"let go."

The visitor knew that Du Meng was Prime Minister Du's son, and his words were not pleasant, so he let go.

"You go down."

The servants looked at each other, anyway, they had already been sent back to the palace, so what happened had nothing to do with them.

After everyone retreated, Du Meng walked around Mo Ran: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Mo Ran was hopeful, so he told half-truths and half-false reasons why he came to the palace.

"Have you met the Third Prince?" Du Meng grasped the main message.

"Well, when the prince fell into the water, it was Xiaomin who saved her. The third prince didn't die at all."

Du Meng really liked Fengyang. Hearing this, he was excited, but when he thought that he was now Fengxia's person, he felt sad again.

"Young master, you are a good person, can you help me leave the palace, I want to find the third prince."

Du Meng hesitated, one side is the current wife and the other is the beloved.

What should he do?
"Are you sure she's not dead?" Du Meng thought about all the past, whether emotion was greater than reason, and he had a glimmer of hope in his heart. If he found Fengyang, he could be with her too. Which man would not want to marry the woman he loves.

"I'm sure." Seeing Du Meng's expression, Mo Ran guessed something, and felt a little bitter.

She is so outstanding, it is normal for a young master to admire her.

"Okay, I'll let you go."

Du Meng made up his mind, when Feng Xia returned to the mansion at night, the palace caught fire, the room where Mo Ran was locked was burnt down, and a charred corpse was carried out.

Fengxia secretly sighed that it was a pity, but with her current power, she didn't have any man, and she was too lazy to pay more attention to the cause of the fire, so she went back to her study to see Prime Minister Du.

Now that the empress is ill, Fengxia decides to become emperor as soon as possible in order to have long nights and dreams.

Mo Ran escaped, he stumbled and walked on the street, looking at the busy street, he didn't know what to do, he didn't have any clues about the third prince, so he could only look for it blindly.
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In the Liuli Kingdom, Nangongjue agreed to Daji's request. Under the witness of the king, the two got married, and Daji also handed over the method of making gunpowder.

"Fengyang, I can help you take what you want, but you have to promise me one thing."

"After the matter is completed, give the most affluent city of the Feng Dynasty to the Liuli Kingdom."

Daji smiled slightly: "Of course, after all, it was Ajue who helped me. I will give you whatever you want."

With gunpowder, although there are few Liuli soldiers, they have great firepower. On the day Fengxia ascended the throne, Daji led the Liuli army and killed them back.

"It's not good, Empress Dowager, the third prince is back."

As soon as Fengxia walked to the middle of the hall, the palace servants rushed in in a panic.

Feng Xia was terrified: "What's going on?"

"The third prince is back, and he is outside the palace."

Feng Xia gritted her teeth, this Feng Yang is not dead yet, she will be enthroned soon, she must be uneasy and kind when she comes back.

"Follow me to meet Third Sister." Fengxia endured it for the sake of saving face.

Outside the palace, Daji was dressed in military uniform. When she saw Fengxia in yellow robe, she raised the corner of her mouth: "Second Sister, long time no see."

"Third Sister, that's great, you're not dead." Fengxia looked at Daji excitedly, pretending to be a sister: "I knew that Third Sister was lucky and would not die on the battlefield."

"I?" Daji played with taste: "Second sister, the mother is not dead yet."

Du Xiang stood up: "Third Prince, you don't know something. The Eldest Prince was punished for rebellion. Your life and death are unknown. Now the situation is turbulent, so I ask the Second Prince to take charge of the overall situation."

"Is it necessary to ascend the throne to become the emperor to preside over the overall situation?" Daji's voice turned cold in vain: "If there is no edict from the mother emperor, it will be injustice and injustice."

Fengxia's face also turned cold: "What does Sanmei mean?"

Daji dismounted from her horse and strode up to Fengxia with a domineering aura: "What this king means is that your reputation as an empress is unfair."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the officials were making calculations in their hearts. The third prince had the military power in his hands. Now that he has returned safely, the queen is unconscious but not dead. It is still uncertain who owns the throne.

Someone whispered: "How about meeting Your Majesty?"

"Yes, we will make a conclusion when His Majesty is better."

The sloppy officials and the officials who supported Fengxia were not convinced, but the third prince came back without any mistakes, and they couldn't catch them even if they wanted to.

"I'm going to see the Queen Mother first." Daji whispered as she passed Fengxia's side, "Second Sister, it's only one step away, what a pity."

Daji's voice was full of regret, as if she had figured out what Fengxia was thinking.

Fengxia clenched her fists, wishing she could kill Daji immediately.

Daji went straight to the queen's bedroom. The queen was lying on the bed, surrounded by several imperial doctors. Her thin cheeks were sunken. If she was not breathing weakly, she would really be dead.

Sitting by the bed, Daji took the decoction from the imperial physician, and secretly poured a little spirit liquid for the queen to drink.

The queen's body had reached its limit, and after drinking the soup with spiritual liquid, the queen opened her eyes.

Fengxia and the others followed in, and seeing the empress woke up, she felt flustered. Prime Minister Du gave her a wink, and Fengxia resisted the urge to draw her sword.

"Emperor Mother, my son is back."

Seeing Daji, the queen shook her lips excitedly: "Yang, Yang'er."

"Ahem... I, I can't do it anymore, Feng Chao will, I will leave it to you."

The queen was also afraid of accidents, so she held her breath in front of everyone, said the words of passing the throne to Daji, and then closed her eyes.

(End of this chapter)