Chapter 1399 Prince Li’s Extra These Words Are a Little Hurtful

When Aman heard the maid's report that when Mrs. Zhao asked to see him, he instinctively wanted to refuse.

Mrs. Zhao is Zhen Junran's mother, and Zhen Junran wants to marry her. If she meets Ms. Zhao and Murong Kai finds out, the punishment will be...

But Murong Kai, who was reading a book, made the decision for her and let Zhao in without waiting for her to speak.

The Zhao family who met Princess Jiaoyang was completely different from the Zhao family in the Zhuque Palace. In the Zhuque Palace, she was angry and angry, but in the Canyang Palace, her attitude was humble and kind, and she was the wife of a minister. , more like a sensible and polite elder.

"Mrs. Zhao, please get up quickly. My father has already arranged the marriage between your young master and Princess Jinxiu. From now on, you and my father are my sons and daughters, and are also my elders. When we meet in the future, we must not salute."

Ah Man spoke quickly, of course not to show sympathy for Zhao, but because she felt the scorching eyes not far away, staring at her as if they were going to burn her up.

In order to protect herself, she must keep distance from Zhao.

At this moment, Ah Man was sure that Murong Kai had a dark heart and allowed Zhao to come in, even to draw a clear line between himself and her.

Zhao didn't expect that Aman confirmed her son's marriage to Su Jinxiu when she opened her mouth. She was speechless, but she could only stand up according to Aman's wishes.

It was just something she had been brewing in her heart for a long time. At this time, she didn't know how to speak. She looked at Aman and hesitated several times. But Aman, unable to bear the stagnant atmosphere, asked: "Mrs. What’s the matter with coming to Canyang Palace?”

After hearing Aman's words, Zhao fell to her knees on the ground with a plop.

Ah Man was shocked. She instinctively looked at Murong Kai who was not far away. Murong Kai just smiled and shook his head.

"As I said just now, you will be my imperial sister's mother-in-law from now on. How can I, a junior,..."

"Your Highness, I really have no choice. Please save my Ran'er. Please..."

Aman looked at Zhao blankly, and listened to her tearful words, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

What happened to Zhen Junran? Can she save Zhen Junran?

Before Aman could look at Murong Kai, Murong Kai had already stood up, walked to Aman, patted her shoulder slowly, and said: "Mrs. Zhao, our princess is not a doctor, so I'm afraid I won't be able to save your son's life. "

"My Ran'er is not sick. He just doesn't want to marry Princess Jinxiu. What he wants to marry is you. He has been thinking about you all these years."

Mrs. Zhao could no longer care about anything else. She just wanted her son to get rid of his marriage to Princess Jinxiu.

But Zhao didn't know that her words made Ah Man, who originally wanted to help, stay away.

However, before she could react, Murong Kai, who was standing beside her, said: "Madam should be aware of the emperor's attitude toward my princess and the prince. I'm afraid she won't be able to help the prince."

"Then princess, you can tell the emperor that the person you like is my Ran'er. Then the emperor will definitely consider the princess's opinion. My general also told the emperor before that the person that Ran'er likes is the princess."

"My princess doesn't like Zhen Junran. In order to get Zhen Junran out of the finger-marriage, Madam actually wants to trade the princess's life for your son's happiness."

Murong Kai's words were filled with coldness, and the quenching blade was inserted directly into Zhao's heart.

These words are somewhat heart-wrenching.

Everyone can weigh the importance of the princess of the Tian family and the son of a minister. Therefore, Zhao’s words are ignorant of the importance. If Princess Jiaoyang is still the most beloved daughter of the previous emperor, then it is possible that Zhao will be sentenced to death. of.

Mrs. Zhao knelt on the ground, her heart feeling as if it had fallen into an icy cold spring, and the coldness making her body stiffen.

"Princess, please forgive me. I was too worried about Ran'er, so I spoke in a non-committal manner. I didn't mean to overstep my bounds. Please forgive me, Princess."

After Mrs. Zhao finished speaking, she kowtowed devoutly, knocking on the cold floor again and again, and also on her heart.