A tragic death in his previous life! Reborn to marry a stupid king and seize your kingdom

Now everyone looked at Xiao Shuya. After all, she just said with certainty that what Jiang Fengqing said in the study room was a bit excessive, but now she made the same choice as Jiang Fengqing.

After reacting, Xiao Shuya was silent for a moment, not knowing what kind of expression to make, but she had always been proud, how could she take back what she said?

So Ao Ao stubbornly made up for it crazily: "Even so, that Chen Yuanping is just empty-headed. Jiang Fengqing doesn't have to accept the suggestions he made. He has to ridicule others like that: it's not easy for a carp to jump over the dragon's gate, and why he doesn't recognize the current dynasty. Something like the emperor being a father?”

A trace of surprise flashed across Lu Jianglan's eyes, and then she snorted coldly, with the corners of her mouth turning contemptuously: "I'm sorry, the person you said was the person who mocked Chen Yuanping was me. Although you said this was just hearsay, it was too bad. Is that too much?"

She straightened her back, glanced at the people around her, and said sternly: "Although Jiang Fengqing acts a little arrogantly, he is also a reasonable person. Don't just press all the buttons as soon as something bad happens." On her."

At the same time, on the back of the rockery, Chunyue was already sweating coldly from Jiang Fengqing's momentum, and her lips were trembling. Her strong desire to survive made her move back a few times with her knees, keeping some distance away from Jiang Fengqing. He stared at Jiang Fengqing with frightened and defensive eyes.

Jiang Fengqing slowly straightened up and looked at her with cold eyes, a faint smile on her lips, and asked in a nonchalant tone: "You have been hiding in the corner before, secretly watching Princess Yutong being bullied by that servant, right?"

She just asks questions with answers.

Chunyue's expression tightened, her heart pounded, she was so frightened that she trembled like chaff. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gritted her teeth and said, "Miss Jiang, please don't talk nonsense. This slave is Yutong." The princess’s accompanying maids will naturally follow the princess all the time.”

"Really?" Jiang Fengqing raised her eyebrows and fell on her with a scrutinizing gaze, showing a strong aggression.

She said in a calm tone: "My maid told me that she saw Princess Yutong being dragged away by the servant. At that time, there was no hairpin in the princess's hair."

Speaking of this, Jiang Fengqing's eyes suddenly moved and she stared at Chunyue. Her tone couldn't help but be a bit harsh: "But when Princess Yutong was dragged here by the servant, there was not a single maid beside her..."

She snapped: "Where were you at that time?!"

After saying that, she took a deep breath to calm down, and then said: "When you first saw us, your first reaction was not to salute us and say hello, but to directly stir up trouble, so as to make us have a bad impression of you. Be profound and ignore the fact that you weren't standing by the princess from the beginning, right?"

Chunyue was so frightened by Jiang Fengqing's series of questions that she trembled all over and turned pale. She bit her lower lip tightly, clenched her fists with her fingers, and her long nails dug hard into her flesh, and bright red blood seeped into the gaps between her nails.

Her eyes were scarlet, and she stared at Jiang Fengqing without blinking. It took a long time before she squeezed out a sentence through her teeth: "Miss Jiang San, sometimes it's not good to be too smart."

"Wisdom will not bring disaster to me. What can bring disaster is always self-righteous wisdom and ambition that does not match the wisdom." Jiang Fengqing spoke lightly, looking at Chunyue, but what she thought of was her in the previous life. The scene shows the corpse being pulled by a wooden cart.

After a long while, she finally looked back at Nangong Yutong, turned around and walked a few steps to the side. As she walked, she sighed: "It's too late..."

Nangong Yutong walked to Chun Yue naturally, stood where Jiang Fengqing was standing just now, and continued to say what she had not finished saying to Chun Yue:

"Chun Yue, you have been with me for seven years. Apart from the fact that you stole property for Hu Xianyu, you have served me conscientiously. After you leave, I will treat your relatives well." Chunyue was a little stunned. Obviously she didn't expect this ending at all. She looked at Princess Yutong in shock, her eyes full of disbelief, tears streaming down her face, and she kept shaking her head: "Impossible Princess, this is impossible! Yutong Princess, this slave has served you for seven or eight years, and there is no credit but hard work! Are you going to kill this slave for such a trivial matter?"

Nangong Yutong held the silk handkerchief, folded her hands on her abdomen, and stood in place, quietly watching Chun Yue cry, her eyes calm. She seemed to have experienced this scene many times.

"Chunyue, you are really spineless. Do you dare to do this? Ever since I did this, I knew that this would happen sooner or later!"

The servant saw that Chun Yue would definitely die, and he knew in his heart that once Chun Yue died, he would never survive. He gritted his teeth, stood up with a bang, and casually wiped the blood stains on his forehead with his sleeves. , there is a posture of burning the boat.

He looked at Nangong Yutong with cold eyes, brimming with hostility, a strange smile on his lips, hooked his hand towards her, and said with unclear meaning: "Princess Yutong, come closer, I have something good here." Something for you.”

Jiang Fengqing suddenly frowned and reminded quickly: "Be careful of fraud."

Even Xiaoying looked at the servant warily, ready to rush forward to protect Princess Yutong at any time.

Nangong Yutong waved slightly towards Jiang Fengqing, signaling her peace of mind. She looked at the servant coldly, with no fear on her face. She took two or three steps towards him calmly and stopped one meter away from him.

He asked slowly: "What do you want to give me to this princess?"

"How courageous!" The servant's face lit up, he gave Nangong Yutong a thumbs up, and then threw the piece of fake jade directly to her.

Nangong Yutong subconsciously reached out and caught the fake 'Auspicious Cloud Wandering Dragon' jade.

The servant chuckled, with a hint of chill in his face. He looked at Nangong Yutong and said coldly: "Since Miss Jiang San just mentioned prostitutes, I might as well tell you that there are two pieces of this jade in total. One piece is here with you, and do you know who to give the other piece to?"

Nangong Yutong suddenly clenched the fake jade in her palm, staring at the servant without blinking, with a slightly nervous expression.

The servant's eyes looking at Nangong Yutong were gradually filled with madness and evil. He carefully observed every detail of Princess Yutong's expression and shouted loudly: "Whore!"

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing. The laughter rippled higher and higher. He was out of breath from laughing, and even burst into tears. While laughing, he stuttered and sarcastically said: "Really, really It’s so funny, a majestic princess, the apple of the eye of the current emperor..."

At this point, he suppressed his laughter, took a long breath, calmed down, and continued to laugh and said: "It is really the most ridiculous thing in the world to fight a prostitute for a man!"

With a 'snap' sound, the fake jade was crushed into five or six small pieces by Nangong Yutong. The fake jade was made of very hard material and directly scratched her palm, and was embedded deeply into her palm. The blood beads slid down the palm of his hand like a broken thread, and dripped to the ground. (End of chapter)