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Chapter 632 Fighting with each other, making trouble (2)

Nangong Mo brought people to the living room, and it was indeed noisy. Fortunately, the living room was far away from the main courtyard of Princess Yan. Now that the Yan Mansion is sick, there are many things that she dare not report to her. Otherwise, Xiao Qianchi would not have to do anything, and she would have already alarmed Princess Yan and Prince Yan. Following Nangong Mo, Zhishu and Mingqin couldn't help frowning, and Mingqin whispered: "Where is such a thing? The first time a guest came to the door, he made such a fuss at the host's house?"

Nangong Mo chuckled in a low voice: "Maybe they think they have a backer, so they have a reason?"

Zhishu shook his head and said, "That can't be done. Even if the Yan Palace is a little bit neglected by Princess Shanjia, it is not directed to Princess Shanjia himself, but to send his relatives and even the one from Jinling. Even if Mrs. Gao Yibo is for Princess Shanjia's future life in Princess Yan's house, she shouldn't make such a fuss. Afterwards, the prince and the princess found out, what good impression can they have of Princess Shanjia? It can be seen that Boss Gao Yibo is not a sensible person."

Nangong Mo thought about how he looked like Gao Yibo several times and sighed: "I am afraid that the person who understands the most in the entire Gao Yibo Mansion is Princess Shanjia." Thinking of this, Zhu Chuyu's life is actually not easy. The family is confused from parents to brothers. If Zhu Chuyu is unwilling to be ordinary, he can only do it himself. It is not easy for her to pull the Zhu family down in so many worlds in Jinling. Although many of these methods are despicable, if it is not the enemy, they still have to be somewhat admired.

The person guarding the gate of the courtyard was relieved when he saw Nangong Mo and said loudly: "Princess Xingcheng is here!"

There was a tranquility in the yard, and Nangong Mo had already stepped in. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw a gorgeously dressed lady standing in the yard with an angry look on her face, surrounded by a group of girls and women in charge, obviously trying to persuade her.

Nangong Mo's voice was dull and he said leisurely: "I wonder where the Yan Prince's Mansion is not welcomed by him, which makes Mrs. Gao Yibo so angry?"

Mrs. Gao Yibo was 45 or 6, but her dress was luxurious and grand, making her originally pretty face look a little older. She looked a few years older than Mrs. Gao Yibo. It seemed that the Zhu brothers and sisters looked like Mrs. Gao Yibo himself. When she heard this, she turned around and looked at Nangong Mo. A sharp light shot out from her narrow eyes and said with a sneer: "How dare you say that the Yan Prince's Mansion is not well received?"

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows, glanced at the chaotic yard and said, "Well, is this? Is this a unique etiquette for Gu Bo’s Mansion to visit someone else's house?"

Mrs. Gao Yibo's heart suddenly became blocked and her face turned red with anger. After a long time, she said coldly: "Our Gao Yibo's mansion was born in a low-key manner, so naturally it is not as rich as the royal family. However, the Yan Prince's Mansion cannot bully people like this, right?" The servants in the yard lowered their heads and dared not speak, wishing they had not heard Mrs. Gao Yibo's words. A cold smile appeared on Nangong Mo's face and said: "Bully? Please ask Mrs. Gao Yibo's advice and tell me, how did the Yan Prince's Mansion bully people?"

Mrs. Gao Yibo said angrily: "You dare not admit it? After Yu'er and the others arrived in Youzhou, they ignored the Yan Palace. My poor Yu'er could only get married from the inn..." As she said that, Mrs. Gao Yibo began to cry and wipe her eyes, as if the Yan Palace really bullied Gao Yibo's mansion. Nangong Mo said calmly: "Since Mrs. Gao Yibo is not satisfied, I don't know what you have to plan? It's not that, the people of the Gao Yibo's mansion plan to bring Princess Shanjia into the Yan Palace, right? You can figure it out." Nangong Mo said the following words slowly, but it trembled in Mrs. Gao Yibo's heart. She was naturally not so confused, saying that she would approach Zhu Chuyu now. Before she got married, she moved into the Yan Palace. That was to demote her status unless Zhu Chuyu wanted to be a concubine for Xiao Qianwei.

Mrs. Gao Yibo gritted her teeth and said, "You can't just live in the inn, right?"

Nangong Mo said: "Madam Gao Yibo should know that His Highness, King Yan, does not like to play. There is no other courtyard outside the city of Youzhou. The princes of the Prince of Yan's mansion have not separated, so naturally there is no other courtyard. What's more... This marriage came suddenly, and it always takes time to prepare for a different courtyard?" You sent the bride over without saying a word. Who would you blame?

Mrs. Gao Yibo was suffocated and before she could speak, she heard Nangong Mo continue: "In addition, if Mrs. Gao Yibo really cared about her beloved daughter, why not prepare the Beiyuan for Princess Shanjia to get married in advance? There is always a yard in Youzhou City that serves as a dowry? Why don't you come to the Yan Palace until now?"

When talking, Mrs. Gao Yibo was naturally not a match for Nangong Mo. She had to stare at Nangong Mo hatefully and gritted her teeth and said, "Mrs. I am talking about the Princess Xingcheng, who can speak for the Princess Yan's Mansion? Don't you think you have been too polite?"

Hearing this, Nangong Mo was not angry. Instead, there was a meaningful smile on his lips, which made Mrs. Gao Yibo feel cold in his heart. Nangong Mo laughed crisply: "I am just the nephew of the Prince Yan Mansion. Logically, I am not qualified to speak on behalf of the Prince Yan Mansion. Unfortunately... This marriage came too suddenly. Princess Yan happened to be sick again. The princess was also unwell, so my aunt had to entrust the affairs in the mansion to me. The princess was also a little troubled."

Before he finished speaking, Mrs. Gao Yibo's face turned a little pale. I don't know if it was because she was angry or scared.

The time when Princess Yan fell ill was too coincidental. Not to mention the people from Jinling, even the people in Youzhou City couldn't tell whether Princess Yan was sick by Chen or was angry with this marriage. But since Nangong Mo said that, how could Mrs. Gao Yibo not understand what she meant?

But seeing Nangong Mo calm and proud, not taking her in her eyes, Mrs. Gao Yibo couldn't help but scream: "Even so, my daughter is the daughter-in-law who was married to the Prince of Yan's Mansion with a legitimate reputation. She is better than your nephew's nephew..."

"Madam!" From the door, Gao Yibo roared and scolded him. Mrs. Gao Yibo choked and looked at Nangong Mo with her eyes wide open, but she still didn't say anything afterwards.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Yibo walked out neatly. Zhou Xiang, who was still trembling when walking behind him, came all the way from Jinling to Youzhou. Zhou Xiang, who was over 60 years old and a literati, was indeed not as capable as Duke E.

"Zhuo Jing's mouth is unrestrained, please forgive me." Gao Yibo came up and bowed to Nangong Mo to apologize.

Nangong Mo sneered in his heart. Both of them were in the house but let Mrs. Gao Yibo speak loudly outside, saying that it was not intentional, who would believe it?
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