The prince of love, the wealth has come to me

Chapter 129 Jiang Wanrou's Large-scale Social Death Scene

At this time, more and more people felt that Jiang Wanrou was innocent.

"Miss Jiang is not someone who would not pay back her debts. Look, in addition to the money she has to pay back, she has also prepared valuable gifts, which may be even more valuable than the two thousand taels."

"I don't think so. If she says it's valuable, then it's valuable? Who knows if it's true or not..."

Ling Yue listened to the whispers of the people, and then looked at the calculation in Jiang Wanrou's eyes.

She smiled slightly, walked to the carriage, looked at the pile of boxes, and said in surprise, "Are these all for my princess? How can my princess deserve this?"

"Yes, these are just some small gifts from your humble servant. Please...Princess, wait a minute!"

Ling Yueqing ignored Jiang Wanrou's shocked attempts to stop her and opened several boxes at lightning speed.

"I am truly flattered that you have sent me such valuable... linen,... straw paper,... straw..."

Ling Yueqing was simply astonished. She knew they were being perfunctory, but she didn't expect them to be so perfunctory.

It's absolutely amazing.

Madam Censor and Jiang Wanrou were also stunned. She was a princess after all. Did she know the rules? How could she give gifts in front of others?

How are they going to end this damn embarrassing situation?

Now the people were no longer whispering, but were chattering like a pot of boiling water.

"Look, look, how can I be so kind."

"It's more valuable than two thousand taels? I'll sell it to you for two taels of silver, do you want it?"

Those who had just spoken for Jiang Wanrou now kept silent and pretended to be dumb.

Seeing that the matter had almost fermented, Ling Yueqing had an understanding expression on her face, "I know, Miss Jiang must have been feeling unwell and confused recently, so she took the wrong things. She definitely didn't take these on purpose, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jiang Wanrou nodded frantically as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

Just when she was wondering why Ling Yueqing could be so kind as to help her out, Ling Yueqing spoke again leisurely.

"Come on, Mo Yu, send a few people to follow Miss Jiang back to the mansion to get it. Don't trouble Miss Jiang to make another trip. It's very tiring to recover from a serious illness."

"Yes, princess."

"Brothers and sisters who are watching, if you have time, you can also help to keep an eye on it. You are smart and will definitely not let such a blunder happen."

Everyone patted their chests and said, "Don't worry, Princess. We have very sharp eyes."

"I can definitely help Miss Jiang keep an eye on her."

"I will definitely not let Miss Jiang Er make a mistake and make another trip."

A large group of people followed the few of them to the Censorate.

The Madam Censor and Jiang Wanrou, who were in the lead, had faces so gloomy that water could drip out of them.

Because of the supervision of the common people and the personal escort of Mo Yu and others, they still filled several boxes even though they were reluctant.

Although it is not very valuable, it is worth some money after all, so it is not too shabby.

"Madam Censor, Second Miss Jiang, I will return to report now."

"Commander Mo, take care."

After seeing off Mo Yu and the others, the people gradually dispersed.

After returning to the room, Jiang Wanrou became angrier and angrier. She raised her hand and swept everything on the table to the floor.

"Mom, it was all your good idea. We lost both the lady and the army this time and got nothing!"

"Rou'er, you are too impatient. There is still a long way to go. What does it matter if she wins a round for now?"

With the gentle comfort of the censor's wife, Jiang Wanrou's mood gradually calmed down.

But I was thinking that some things had to be put on the agenda.

While Ling Yueqing was enjoying abusing the scum outside the palace, big events were also happening inside the palace.

That night, the death knell of the palace, which had been silent for several years, was sounded, and the news was sent out from the palace overnight.

The Queen caught a cold, which became increasingly serious, and she died tonight.

Except for Ling Yueqing who knew the truth and was quite calm, the rest of the ministers were extremely surprised.

After all, the queen had attended a banquet a few days ago, and her face was rosy and she didn't look sick at all. It had only been a few days, and it had developed to this point.

Some of them were secretly delighted because the harem could not be without a master for a day, and their families all had daughters of marriageable age.

Emperor Qianyang ordered that no weddings or funerals be held in the entire Shengjing for three days, and that all entertainment activities be avoided, and that people wear plain clothes to mourn the queen together.

The queen's body remained in the palace for three days, and a grand memorial ceremony was held.

All the ministers arrived, even the old ministers who had taken sick leave showed up at the queen's funeral.

Ling Yueqing looked at Emperor Qianyang, whose face was only slightly tired and had a hint of sadness on it, but Ling Yueqing felt that it was very fake and the sadness was not even in his eyes.

Especially at the end of the funeral, Emperor Qianyang issued an imperial decree, which had nothing to do with the Queen, but was about the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Eunuch Liang recited loudly, "The Queen passed away suddenly. I am deeply saddened. The harem cannot be without a master for a day. I hereby appoint Shen Rumeng, the second daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, as the Imperial Noble Consort. She will hold the Phoenix Seal and temporarily manage the affairs of the harem. She will enter the palace in two days."

"I accept the imperial edict. Thank you, Your Majesty." Prime Minister Shen took the imperial edict with a sad face.

Ling Yueqing is simply amazing. Did the ancients all do this?

Taking a concubine at the funeral of the wife?

After returning to the palace, Ling Yueqing changed into comfortable clothes and lay in Xiao Mingchen's arms.

"Achen, didn't you say that the emperor fell in love with the queen at first sight and loved her so much that he immediately forced her into the harem? Now that the queen is dead, the emperor doesn't seem to be very sad."

"Or do you mean you don't love him anymore? Are all you ancient men so fickle?"

"Qingqing, please don't talk nonsense. That's his problem alone. It doesn't represent others, especially me!"

"There is only Qingqing in my heart, and I will be faithful to her till the end!"

Seeing Xiao Mingchen's serious look, Ling Yueqing let him go for the time being and wait and see what happens next.

"Achen, you said that the queen and his childhood sweetheart left together in a few days. Will they live happily?"

Xiao Mingchen frowned slightly, "Qingqing, what do you mean?"

"That's just the surface meaning."

Xiao Mingchen hesitated for a moment and said, "Qingqing means that the queen's childhood sweetheart is also dead? Will he come to take her to reincarnate together?"

Now it was Ling Yueqing's turn to be shocked, "Ah Chen, what are you talking about? I don't understand. The queen is not dead, so why is she reincarnated?"

"The Queen is not dead?!"

"You didn't know? I didn't tell you?!"

“I didn’t say that…”

The two of them stared at each other, both looking confused.

After a while, Ling Yueqing looked away guiltily, "Okay, it's my fault."

"The story of the Queen starts from the day of the Banquet of Heroes. That day..."

Ling Yueqing told Xiao Mingchen the whole story.

Xiao Mingchen stroked his aching temple and said helplessly, "Qingqing, you are too rash. You should discuss this with me before making a decision. What will you do if someone finds out?"