On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Chapter 424 Come here, I will show you something good

Lin Zhen is at Gu Zhen's place.

To be honest, among all the concubines in the harem, he cared the least about Gu Zhen, but she was the one who was pregnant.

Do you like it? I do.

There is nothing wrong with Gu Zhen’s appearance, but to say that she doesn’t like him... maybe she is the one who cares the least about Lin Zhen in the harem.

So sometimes I love and hate at the same time.

But no matter what, the child is yourself.

The atmosphere in Gu Zhen's bedroom was solemn. Gu Zhen sat on a carved chair, one hand gently stroking her belly which had not yet bulged, with a motherly expression on her face.

Her mother was also brought into the palace and assigned to work in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. She was assigned to serve Concubine Ning in her bedroom, which was considered a place to settle down.

It can be said that compared with other concubines in the harem who are always lonely, Gu Zhen is the luckiest.

"Husband, do you like boys or girls?" Gu Zhen smiled like an aunt and drew circles on her belly with her fingers.

Lin Zhen said, "I like them all, so just focus on your pregnancy. If you have any questions, go directly to Her Majesty. She knows the importance of it."

"Don't worry, my husband. I will take good care of myself."

At this time, Sima Chunlei also came over and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my husband, I will take good care of Concubine Ning."

As she spoke, she placed her hands on Lin Zhen's face and couldn't stop teasing him.

Lin Zhen smiled.

She is anxious.

Also accompanied by a bit of hunger and thirst.

But there is no way. There are many women in the family and it is impossible to take care of everything. Even if I miss you, I have to bear it.

Besides, isn't it true that sex feels better if you hold back a bit?

Lin Zhen's eyes drifted out the window from time to time.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the solemn atmosphere in the room. A guard rushed in, knelt on one knee, and reported with heavy breaths: "Prince, His Majesty has been assassinated again!"

Lin Zhen stood up suddenly, his face changing suddenly.

Before the guards could say anything more, he flashed and rushed out like a gust of wind.

......

Murong Yan's bedroom was filled with a tense atmosphere at this moment.

The palace maids came and went in a hurried pace, but they pretended to be calm, for fear of disturbing the emperor in the room.

Lin Zhen walked straight in.

Murong Yan was seen sitting half-naked in front of the dressing table. She had a graceful figure, and a golden bellyband embroidered with a phoenix pattern tightly protected her plump breasts. In the candlelight, the silk threads on the bellyband gleamed faintly, as if full of spiritual charm.

The phoenix crown on her head was even more gorgeous. The crown was made of pure gold and was carved with intricate patterns. A phoenix with its wings spread out, ready to fly, stood tall in the center, holding a huge ruby in its mouth. The surrounding area was inlaid with a circle of tiny sapphires and pearls. As Murong Yan moved, it swayed gently, and the light was dazzling.

But the phoenix robe that symbolized majesty had been removed and was casually spread on the bed. The bright color contrasted sharply with the messy folds, as if silently telling the thrilling incident that had just happened, waiting to be folded up.

Lin Zhen hurried over and almost knocked over the candlestick next to him in his anxiety.

He ignored her completely and squatted in front of Murong Yan, holding her hands tightly with both hands, his eyes wide open, looking at her carefully and eagerly.

His gaze seemed to examine her from head to toe, checking for any injuries. He asked in a trembling voice, "Yan'er, are you okay?"

"They're just a few petty thieves, nothing to worry about." Murong Yan raised her chin slightly, a hint of stubbornness flashing in her eyes. Her voice was soft: "Wushe was very quick to react and didn't let the assassin commit suicide by poisoning himself. I should be able to get something out of him."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed slightly, but his eyes remained cold.

He slowly stood up, his eyes swept into the room, finally landing on Musk Moon who was kneeling beside him.

At this moment, Musk Moon was crying bitterly, her body was trembling, and her eyes were red and swollen like ripe peaches.

Lin Zhen's eyes were as sharp as a torch, filled with scrutiny and suspicion. He asked, "Muyue, could it be that he is really from Xuanhe Sect?"

When Musk Moon heard this, she cried even more sadly, her tears falling down and wetting the ground in front of her.

She sobbed and defended herself: "Prince! I am not from Xuanhemen. I have a clean background and have been in the palace since I was a child. I don't know what Xuanhemen is. Wuwuwu..."

Anyone who saw her pitiful appearance would feel pity.

Lin Zhen also found it unlikely.

If even Musk Moon is a member of the Xuanhe Sect, then their plans were too early, right? Did they plant a traitor in the Daqian Palace over a decade ago?

It's impossible. Although the late emperor was old and foolish, he still cared a lot about his life and would not let his guard down in this regard.

Murong Yan also calmed down at this time. She frowned slightly, thinking back to how well-behaved and gentle Musk Moon usually was, and felt that something was fishy.

She raised her hand to smooth her hair and spoke slowly, "I think Musk Moon shouldn't be from Xuan He Sect. It must be Xuan He Sect showing up at this time to deliberately sow discord between me and her."

Lin Zhen nodded slightly, but the doubt in his eyes had not completely disappeared.

For some reason, he always felt that the defense of the palace was very loose, and there was no report from the Hundred Cavalry Division.

Six assassins sneaked into the palace with the intention of assassinating someone. This is no small matter. They are simply treating the Daqian Palace as their own backyard and doing it without any reason.

At this time, Wushe walked in.

"Tongueless." Lin Zhen called out.

Wushe bowed and said, "Prince."

"Can the assassin be recruited?" Lin Zhen asked with a sharp look.

Wushe shook his head. "He's very stubborn, but I've got a plan. I'm calling on him right now. I think I can pry his mouth open before daybreak."

Murong Yan stood up, and the pearls and jade on the phoenix crown swayed gently, making a slight clash sound.

She walked lightly to the bed, picked up the phoenix robe, and gently stroked the embroidery on it with her fingers, as if to calm her mind.

"I must find out who is behind this. I will not allow anyone to continue to act so recklessly in the palace." Her voice was cold and held the majesty of an imperial family. At the end, a hint of sadness crossed her face. "Alas, such a beautiful phoenix robe, ruined just like that."

Lin Zhen looked at Murong Yan.

He knew that Murong Yan must be trembling with heartache right now.

This phoenix robe is not cheap.

However, Murong Yan's next words left him dumbfounded.

"Mushuyue, stop crying and annoying me. Stand up and tell the six hundred embroiderers in the harem to remake the phoenix robe overnight. I want to wear it tomorrow morning!"

"Gah?"

Six hundred embroiderers! ! ? ?

what's the situation?

I was wondering why all the palace maids disappeared. It turns out you arranged them all to make clothes.

Good, good, what a trade deficit.

Six hundred embroiderers are just serving you.

Musk Moon wiped her tears, kowtowed to Murong Yan solemnly and gratefully, then stood up and walked out.

Lin Zhen said, "Um... Yan'er, I don't mind you making clothes, but these six hundred embroiderers... aren't they a bit too many?"

Murong Yan smiled faintly and said nothing. She stood up in her bellyband and underwear and took Lin Zhen's hand.

"My dear husband, don't worry about those useless things. Come here, I will show you something good."

"Oh? What good stuff?"

"You'll know when you come and see!"