The Destiny of Going to Hell

When Sheng Hong said this, the old lady and Madam Wang were stunned.

The expressions of the others were also colorful.

Zhao Yunchuan looked at Sheng Molan.

Only she still looked indifferent, as if she didn't care about his identity at all.

In fact, Molan is communicating with 555 in her mind at this moment.

"I remember that there was no crown prince in the original plot. Zhao Zhen had no son at all, so he was forced to do so. In the end, Zhao Zongquan took the throne?"

555 scratched his head. It seemed that the world being projected was similar to the TV series "The Story of Minglan". I have already asked Sheng Molan about it. She felt that as long as her mother was there, it didn't matter which world it was.

It will not affect the host mission.

Molan breathed a sigh of relief and focused her attention on the present.

Zhao Yunchuan didn't know when a folding fan appeared in his hand, and he unfolded it slowly.

"Master Sheng, please stand up."

Sheng Hong stood up with a bitter face.

But the next moment, he heard the prince's ambiguous words.

"Master Sheng should understand this principle better than me, cultivating oneself, managing one's family, governing the country and bringing peace to the world."

I heard the emphasis was on Qijia.

Sheng Hong also looked distressed. To be honest, although he hated Minglan now, what could he do with the old lady around him?

Not to mention that the other person is Young Master Qi, and Madam Wang's reputation concerns Changbai and himself, which is really tricky.

After all, this matter was not spread out. It was enough to resolve the issue of the private transaction between Minglan and Young Master Qi.

This matter was related to Young Master Qi, so Sheng Hong sent someone to invite Princess Pingning.

After hearing this, Princess Pingning originally wanted to send Minglan directly to a nunnery, but with the Crown Prince watching, she couldn't act too harshly.

In order to save Minglan, the old lady had to think of a quick solution.

It actually made her come up with an idea.

"This is nothing more than a brother's concern for his sister. How about Princess Pingning recognize Minglan as her adopted daughter, and she and the young master can call each other brother and sister from now on?"

The old lady smiled, and Princess Pingning was about to refuse, but she saw her good son turned pale with fear and spoke quickly.

"Mother, no!"

Princess Pingning knew it very well that her son had fallen in love with someone.

But her son is so handsome and elegant, and many girls in Bianjing admire him. How can a little concubine of the Sheng family be worthy of him?

So she changed her mind about the refusal.

"That's natural."

So Young Master Qi's love was broken, and Minglan felt a little uncomfortable.

Rulan was extremely happy. Although Young Master Qi didn't like to hear it, she also looked down on Minglan.

She would love to ruin the two people's minds.

Zhao Yunchuan walked out of the Sheng Mansion, but saw Sheng Minglan following behind him.

"Your Highness, I guess I haven't offended you in any way, right?"

Zhao Yunchuan stroked the jade pendant in his hand, which glowed faintly. He frowned slightly and left.

He didn't want to talk to such a scheming woman.

As he stroked the jade pendant in his hand, there was a hint of indifference in Zhao Yunchuan's peach blossom eyes.

Passing by a lake, he threw the jade pendant directly into it.

What kind of man is destined to be with someone? If his destiny is a woman like Sheng Minglan, he would rather jump into the lake and commit suicide.

He has never believed in destiny, but he just wanted to see what kind of person destiny is. Now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

Life is in one's own hands. He thought the fourth daughter of the Sheng family was pretty good, neither humble nor arrogant, and well-organized.

Zhao Yunchuan was in a good mood and walked into the East Palace fanning himself.

Molan is asking 555 to look for clues about what happened back then.

It was such a coincidence that all the people in charge of the family had left, leaving only her mother. She didn't believe it.

Everything was checked clearly, Molan sneered.

It was just a deal between Wei Xiaoniang and the old lady, but Madam Wang felt Lin Qinshuang's uneasiness, and Sheng Hong just didn't want to get involved in the old lady's affairs.

It was just a daughter and a son who was destined not to be born, so he had no regrets about giving them up.

Didn't Minglan always think that her mother's death was related to Lin Qinshuang? But what else did her mother do besides sending more tonics?

She insisted on laying everything out in front of her to see if she was really noble.

But just by looking at the fact that she never attacks Chang Feng, you can tell that she is also good at picking on the weak.

Aunt Wei happened to come, and Molan inadvertently helped Aunt Wei when she passed by her.

"Ming'er, your mother's death was not an accident. You have to make the decision for your mother!"

In Minglan's room, Aunt Wei's eyes were red from crying.

Minglan sniffed and she seemed to smell a very sweet fragrance on her aunt's body.

Aunt Wei was very sad. Her sister sold herself as a concubine and still helped her and her brother from time to time. She felt sorry for her sister.

But unexpectedly, before her sister could receive her compensation, two people died.

She searched hard for all these years and finally found the truth.

"Aunt, is this Linqige?"

Although Minglan asked a question, she was firm and decisive.

Aunt Wei shook her head, "It's really not her."

Minglan was shocked. How could it be possible? If not Lin Qinshuang, who else would have killed her?

Oh, right, the eldest lady! And there is the eldest lady. She has always hated her young mother, thinking that her young mother did not pull down Lin Qinshuang as she asked.

But Minglan didn't expect that Aunt Wei would give her such a big fright.

"It's the old lady."

Aunt Wei raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her expression solemn.

"Although your mother was pregnant with a boy, the child could not be born smoothly. Once the child was born, he would have died of hemorrhage. Only if your mother passed away could the old lady raise you by her side."

When Minglan heard this, she felt as if struck by lightning, and the whole world seemed to collapse in an instant.

For so many years, she had always believed that her grandmother loved her sincerely, but now this cruel truth was like a sharp blade, deeply hurting her heart.

"What I find most unacceptable is that my sister wrote to me before the accident, saying that she wanted to have an induced abortion, which means she didn't want to die at all. She didn't want to die at all afterwards!"

Aunt Wei's tears fell.

"I don't want to tell you this, but if you are kept in the dark, you will probably suffer a great loss in the future."

Aunt Wei sighed helplessly.

Minglan was silent for a long time, her heart surging.

Minglan's heart was plunged into unprecedented struggle and pain.

She could not accept the cruel truth that the grandmother who had always loved and cared for her would actually harm her own mother in order to adopt her.

After seeing her aunt off, she was alone in the room, recalling every moment she spent with her grandmother.

Are those warm words and loving eyes all fake?

She asked herself this question over and over again, trying to find a reasonable explanation.

However, the evidence is conclusive. The person she once considered closest to has now become the biggest pain in her heart.

Minglan felt as if she was in a dark abyss and couldn't find the exit.

She began to re-examine her life, and the happiness and stability she once had suddenly became shaky.

Xiao Tao outside the door said softly, "Girl, the old lady wants you to come over."

Minglan bit her lip hard.

She didn't know how to face her grandmother, nor did she know what to do in the future.

After a long while, she forced herself to put on a smile.

It must be fake, what my aunt said is fake!

The reason why my youngest mother died was because Lin Qinshuang was afraid that she would give birth to a boy and threaten her, and it was because my eldest wife was angry that my youngest mother did not listen to her. It had nothing to do with my grandmother!

Yes, it has nothing to do with my grandmother.

Molan looked at 555's projection screen and smiled sarcastically.

What is the difference between Minglan and myself?