Chapter 97

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The trial of consort Liu's unconsciousness has not yet begun, the rumors already began to spring up everywhere in Shengjing. All the attacks were pointed at the sixth Highness's cefei, lady Mu. It was said that she afflicted her husband's and son's fortune, lacked blessing and was destined to die young. What's more, her bad fortune will affect her clan and even bring disaster to the nation!

Mu Xi Yao listened to these stories with keen interest, taking pleasure in them. The people behind these rumors had a good imagination. Unfortunately, they weren't gutsy enough. They could use, for instance, the reincarnation of evildoer, the doom bearer, acting in defiance of the natural order, unable to be tolerated by Heaven. These kinds of portrayals matched the accusations of her origins. They also fitted the identity the transmigration deity has specially arranged for her.

When Tian Fu Shan reported the news, he was overwhelmed by the scare and trepidation. He was so fearful, his whole body kept shivering. Every time a word came out of his mouth, his Highness's face would darken a shade. Right now, his face was as black as the bottom of the pot, unable to contain his fury.

What was even more terrifying than his Highness was cefei's smiling and overjoyed face. The more one looked at this scene, the more daunting it became. Watching the strange reaction of mistress Yao, Tian Fu Shan had an illusion of an evil wind blowing by in the broad daylight.

"Your Highness, Duke of An Guo has racked his brains and struck a concerted blow from both inside and outside this time. He, indeed, did give a lot of thought to this scheme." That old geezer's way of doing things was truly fool-proof, attacking just at the right time. Unfortunately, when one plots too much a flaw will eventually appear in one's scheme. The only difference was whether this flaw was fatal or not.

"In order to inflict a devastating blow upon bendian, many people have joined forces and disregarded their mutual enmity." The crown prince's pushing the waves and adding to the billows has thrown the door wide open to suit other's convenience. His contribution cannot go unnoticed.

The one who was acting unusual was actually Zhong Zheng Ming. Not only did he not throw stones at somebody who fell down a well, he even dispatched his men all over the place to scout out the whereabouts of the head monk of the An Guo Temple. He went as far as to take sides with him, which was out of his usual self. Today, he also secretly exerted pressure to prevent rumors from spreading.

Zhong Zheng Lin shot a glance at Mu Xi Yao who was sitting on the rocking chair and smiling like a cunning fox. His phoenix eyes were deep and serene.

Was it for this woman? He, indeed, doesn't give up.

After this episode passes, he'll wait for them to move to the residence outside of the palace. Mu Xi Yao better behave and wait for the arrival of their child. She will have to abide by her a month-long postpartum rest and recuperation, and won't be allowed to leave the gates of the residence even half a step. It was to avoid her parade ostentatiously through the street and seduce other men. Toward Mu Xi Yao's rotten peach blossoms, the sixth Highness found them quite disdainful and condemnable.

He feared that the matters in Shu province couldn't be delayed anymore. Already two groups of dead soldiers have come for him. That day when they had been exterminating the bandit's den for the whole night, they've already inadvertently alerted the enemy. The other party is, right now, exerting a final struggle. It was most probable they would return to retrieve the lost ground. Zhong Zheng Lin took into consideration Mu Xi Yao's delivery date and then thought of consort Liu's case. If Mu Xi Yao is truly able to "give them a lesson" as she said, the situation would, on the contrary, turn for good.

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"Do you mean that his Highness's personal guards are not in the residence?" Wan Jing Wen snorted when she saw the contempt on Zhu Jin's face.

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