Prince, kneel down quickly, the lady can't run away

Chapter 145 Come and help you draw

"What do you mean by that?" Wen Ziqi looked at Wen Jiu's uncle who was also there, and the people in the room were all from the Dali Temple. Something must have happened, so he swallowed the curse on his lips.

"You still remember to roll over here? Here, go over and drop blood to recognize your relationship." The prime minister handed her the dagger.

She looked at her brother lying on the ground. His expression was as if a goblin had drained away his spiritual energy. She immediately understood something. She shook her head, threw away the dagger in her hand, and stepped back.

"What happened?" The fifth prince quickly hugged Wen Ziqi, who was struggling in fear.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Isn't it just a blood test? Qi'er, don't be afraid. Come, let your husband cut it for you." After saying that, the fifth prince pulled out a dagger from his waist and cut Wen Ziqi's finger with pity. Blood flowed out, and the fifth prince dripped a drop of blood into the bowl of clear water.

"Please, father-in-law, give me some blood." The prime minister had not applied medicine to the wound. He pressed hard with his palm and blood gushed out like a spring. In a few breaths, the blood had merged.

Wen Jiu saw the shock in the Prime Minister's eyes, followed by guilt, and stepped forward to hug his daughter, who had already been confirmed to be his own blood. "Your father has wronged you. Don't worry, your father will treat you twice as well in the future. You have been wronged." After saying this, he patted her shoulder.

Wen Ziqi didn't know how to react for a moment, and even Xue and Xue Wu were confused? What was going on?

Wen Jiu looked at their bewildered expressions and knew that it was the Fifth Prince who was trying to make things difficult for them. He was simply afraid that Wen Ziqi would not help him if she was not his daughter. Now that Wen Ziqi had suffered such a great injustice, she would definitely be biased towards him and would not assist the Crown Prince anymore. It didn't matter. Let them fight each other. Wouldn't that save her the trouble?

But Xue will definitely not be able to get up today. The Fifth Prince will definitely interfere and not let the Prime Minister divorce his wife. How can the mother of a prince's wife be divorced? With her current status, she cannot confront the Fifth Prince head-on. It is better... hehe

Xiao Jue looked at Wen Jiu and smiled again, and knew that she was thinking of something bad again, so he didn't have to stick his head out.

Wen Xi wanted to speak, but Wen Jiu grabbed his hand and shook his head, and he stopped talking.

"Now that the truth has been revealed, Xue is unfit to be the wife of the Prime Minister..."

"Father-in-law, you are Qi'er's biological mother after all. If people knew that you were divorced, she would have no face in the royal family in the future."

"If she did such a thing and it got out, I would be even more ashamed. I'm afraid all the ancestors of the Wen family would come out and strangle me to death." The Prime Minister did not want to give in to the Fifth Prince at this moment.

"I have an idea. Why not demote her to a concubine? After all, my sister's mother was not divorced, right?" A concubine is just a thing. It would be better to divorce her. Xue begged the prime minister to divorce her, but how could the prime minister fulfill her wish? He ordered her to be demoted to a concubine, dragged her out and had her legs broken to prevent her from seducing others outside the house.

Xue Wu's legs were also broken, and he was sent back to the Xue Mansion for them to deal with. When they drove Wen Moliang out of the mansion, they stuffed him with silver and said, "I have carefully raised you for so many years, but I didn't expect that you and I are not father and son. In the next life, I will kick you out of the family tree, and you don't have to be named Wen anymore. Change your surname to Xue."

"Father, father, I did nothing wrong. Why are you chasing me away? You are my father, father, I cannot leave you." Wen Moliang felt faint, and the prime minister's face relaxed a little. Wen Ziqi said, "Father, let him stay in the mansion. It's not like he can be given up after so many years. If father still doesn't want him to stay, it's better to let him go after he recovers from his injury."

"Since you don't want him to leave, then let him be a handyman in the mansion," Wen Xi said

"How can this be? He was also a young man who was raised in luxury since childhood," Wen Ziqi questioned

"I've never seen anyone so shameless. It's been confirmed that there's no blood relationship, and you still expect us in the Prime Minister's Mansion to provide you with good food and drink? Sister, will you be able to treat the child that the Fifth Prince brings back from outside as your own?" Wen Xi asked venomously.

"You..." Thinking that the situation would be bad for him, he could only endure it. The Fifth Prince also knew that it was not easy to save Xue from being divorced. If he raised any more opinions, he might anger everyone, so he simply took Wen Ziqi and left.

The three words "prime minister" laid the foundation for Wen Moliang's future

It was also the first time that Su Luobai felt that solving a case was so effortless. It seemed that Xiao Jue had already prepared witnesses. It was just that the Prime Minister still couldn't distinguish between relatives and strangers. Let him be. Anyway, Jiu'er and Xi'er were not short of love. The General's Mansion was their home. Speaking of the General's Mansion, his face was also worried. He said a few words to Wen Jiu and Wen Xi, and then said goodbye.

"A good funeral was ruined. My mother is unfilial to me." The prime minister cried like a child at this moment.

Wen Xi, Wen Jiu, and the servants all went to the mourning hall and knelt. Tomorrow is the funeral day. It is so cold and lonely. It is really ridiculous. Old Madam, you died so simply. I didn't even plan to deal with you. You just died like this. It is really boring.

Xiao Jue lit a stick of incense and stayed instead of leaving. The Prime Minister looked at Xiao Jue and thought to himself that the Fifth Prince and Qi'er were not able to burn incense when they came, and they were not as good as Xiao Jue. Then he thought that maybe he felt very wronged at that time.

Let Wen Jiu go down and rest for a while. He is so weak that he cannot fall down again.

Xiao Jue supported Wen Jiu and returned to her Fu Meng Courtyard. Fu Meng, life is like a dream. He read the name several times and still felt moved. She was so gentle and refined. She should be named the Heartless Courtyard.

"How long will you continue to support me, Prince?" Wen Jiu asked with a smile.

"Of course I'll play it to the end," Xiao Jue retorted

The wine-warming hand withdrew and looked at him indifferently, "It's time for the prince to go back. It's getting hot and late, so I won't keep you here."

"How cruel! I'm staying here because I have something important to tell you. Otherwise, do you think I'm willing?" Xiao Jue ignored her and walked straight into the courtyard and came to her room.

There was no taboo about warming the wine. When I came in, I saw him sitting there pouring tea for himself. He also poured himself a cup. I couldn't help but laugh angrily, "Does the prince treat his family like this?"

"Drink it. Xuanling, go out and close the door. Don't let anyone in. Qingfeng, go and guard it too."

"Yes" Xuan Ling wanted to say something but was pulled away by Qingfeng.

"Say it"

"The things are ready for you. They will be delivered after the palace banquet. I can't leave. Do you have any candidates?" Xiao Jue asked.

"Thing?" Was that what she was thinking of?

"What? Don't want to?" Xiao Jue asked jokingly.

"If it's what I want, I want it. I have the candidate," Wen Jiu said with a smile.

"Oh? Who is it?" Xiao Jue became interested.

"Myself"

"Hahaha" Xiao Jue laughed. As expected, she was right. She really had no idea about the hardships of the Northwest.

"Funny?" Wen Jiu laughed instead of getting angry

"You should know that you can't leave Beijing, let alone go to the northwest. What's the solution?" Xiao Jue believed that she had a solution.

"The solution is very simple. If you are sick, or seriously ill, you need to go to a temple to recuperate."

"Go to the palace banquet?" Xiao Jue asked uncertainly.

"I don't have to go to the palace banquet. Besides, there is still this day, so I can take this opportunity to go. Otherwise, there will be no chance for me. The sooner I go, the sooner I can return," Wen Jiu made up his mind.

"Is there anything else that hasn't been done? Why is it so urgent?" Xiao Jue sensed that there was something else and asked.

"Are you born in the Year of the Dog? You can smell this? Of course it's something important. Have you finished all your work?" Wen Jiu asked him with a smile.

Xiao Jue said nothing. Yes, who can get everything done in advance? He stopped asking and asked her to handle the message. He could leave at any time.

After warming the wine, she thanked him and declined Xiao Jue's offer of help. After Xiao Jue left, she returned to the mourning hall and knelt down.