Speaking of this, she paused for a moment. She was a little maid, but she didn't dare to talk about whether the prince would die or not.

Then he kowtowed to Hua Xiangrong and continued: "Just when all of us thought that the prince could not be saved, later, a warlock came to the prince's palace. He said that if the prince wants to be saved, he must marry a man who will be born in the year and month of Mao.

If a woman born on the 9th day of the month is his wife, then the prince will wake up. As soon as this woman comes in, the prince will recover. At first, none of us believed what he said, thinking that he was just a charlatan who wanted to deceive some people.

For money, only the prince’s mother, Princess Qi, insisted on giving it a try, and the emperor decreed that she was matched with you, the princess who was born on the month, month, day, and hour of the year. This made our prince wake up. Thank you, princess..."

"But I..." But I am not the eldest lady of the Yun family. I was not born in the year of Mao, month and month of Mao.

Hua Xiangrong's eyes were black and white, as clear as the moon hanging in the sky.

Xiangyun and Minghan looked at Hua Xiangrong without knowing why.

This is a serious crime of deceiving the emperor. If she tells others now that she is not Yun Xiangshang, the eldest daughter of the Yun family, but a substitute maid who received a favor from the Yun family and married into the palace instead of the eldest daughter of the Yun family, she will not only be punished.

If executed, even the more than 100 members of the Yun family, old and young, would certainly not be able to escape death.

Now that you have agreed to Mrs. Yun, for the sake of Sister Yun and the Yun family, you will be Yun Xiangshang from now on, so let’s keep doing it.

Xiangyun raised her little face and looked at Hua Xiangrong: "Princess, thank you for marrying into the palace."

"Hehe, it's easy to talk about..." Hua Xiangrong smiled awkwardly.

But I was thinking to myself, if your prince hadn't been so notorious, the entire Apocalypse Kingdom would have been lined up with women who wanted to marry into this prince's palace.

Minghan ordered: "Xiangyun, hurry up, go to the palace and inform the concubine."

"Yes." Xiangyun took the order and went out.

Hua Xiangrong picked up the embroidered shoes and put them on herself, and asked cowardly: "Well, brother guard, what about me? Should I do something?"

Minghan remembered his impulsiveness just now, he bowed and said respectfully: "Princess, you are the princess, you cannot call me the eldest brother."

Hua Xiangrong looked at him, her eyes evading slightly.

I muttered in my heart, can I not call you big brother? When I came in just now, I picked her up and threw her out without asking any questions. Fortunately, she has thick skin and thick flesh.

If that sister Yun really married, it would be strange that she would be thrown to death.

By then, there was another rumor among the people. The eighth princess of the Nine Princes' Palace died the day after she entered the house. She died faster than the previous seven.

Minghan seemed to understand what she was thinking. He lowered his head and explained: "My subordinate was in a hurry just now and hurt the princess. Please forgive me."

"Easy to say, easy to say." Hua Xiangrong raised her hands and cupped her fists in return.

Minghan was stunned and couldn't help taking a bold look at the eldest lady of the Yun family. He also understood that although the Yun family was not a noble family, it was still a famous family.

How could this young lady from the courtyard have some aura of the world? But when she came in, the prince also woke up. It was just like the warlock said. As soon as she entered the door, the prince would recover. Apart from being overjoyed, he did not

Think carefully.
Chapter completed!