The scumbag wiped out my entire family, I was reborn to marry the villain prince

Chapter 44 Does He Look Like an Idiot?
Prince Jing's Mansion.

He Juncheng went crazy again and smashed cups, plates and teacups all over the floor.

Bai Mu was so scared that he hid far away in the tree and didn't dare to come in. Ever since he was caught in bed with his wife on their wedding night, his master has become more and more irritable.

He Juncheng never expected that the jade pendant he lost a few days ago would appear at this critical juncture.

Originally, he had discussed the action plan with He Junyang yesterday. He was responsible for producing a detailed map of the interior of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, while He Junyang was responsible for sending assassins to sneak in and move the dowry.

After the matter was accomplished, he sent people to help Mrs. Su Xiang's family business.

Of course, He Juncheng had no intention of implementing this promise, because once the matter was exposed, he would put all the blame on He Junyang.

But he could not have imagined that these well-trained assassins would be wiped out in one fell swoop, and that the dirty water would be inexplicably thrown on him.

He, a dignified prince, personally led people to break into the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion at night.

Does this make sense? Does this make sense? Does he look like an idiot?
But the jade pendant is still in someone else's hand.

This feeling is like yellow mud falling down the crotch of your pants, it's shit if it's not.

"Lu Qingyu bitch, bitch!"

He Juncheng roared angrily and raised his hand, but found that there were no cups to throw, so he could only kick the table.

But he didn't notice that the table was made of solid wood, and when he kicked it, his foot swelled up instantly.

He Juncheng was angry and in pain, and fell to the ground with his buttocks. "Someone, someone, come! Where the hell are all those people?"

Just when Baimu was about to jump down from the tree, he saw a slender figure walking in.

It’s Lu Yiner.

Baimu let out a long sigh. That was great. He wouldn’t have to get kicked anymore.

After entering the room, Lu Yiner adjusted her expression, walked quietly to He Juncheng, and said softly, "Ah Cheng, don't be angry, I'm here."

He Juncheng, who was angry, subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to hit someone, but he quickly reacted.

He Juncheng put down his raised hand somewhat awkwardly and tried his best to calm down.

"Yin'er, why are you here?"

"My aunt asked me to come here." Lu Yiner smiled gently, "Ah Cheng, my aunt wanted me to remind you. When you go to court today, you must insist that the jade pendant was lost a few days ago, and the person who broke into the Zhenguo Mansion at night was not you."

"I know." He Juncheng covered his swollen instep and said with a grin.

Lu Yiner looked at He Juncheng's swollen feet, her eyes rolled around for a few times, and suddenly said, "Ah Cheng, there is actually another way."

He Juncheng instantly turned to look at Lu Yiner, "What?"

"Since your foot is already injured, why not just say that you sprained your ankle at home yesterday afternoon. It is impossible for you to break into the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion at night."

He Juncheng thought about it and thought this was a good idea.

Although the traces were a bit obvious, the means by which Lu Qingyu framed him were equally obvious.

It's just that both sides need to produce more powerful evidence and wait for Your Majesty's judgment.

"Yin'er, I'm sorry to have wronged you. Marquis Yongning requires Xu Lingxuan to be the principal wife only."

He Juncheng raised his hand and touched Lu Yiner's face, but he was actually still a little reluctant.

"But I promise that after you marry me and become my concubine, your treatment and status will be exactly the same as Xu Lingxuan's. I will never allow her to bully you."

Lu Yiner smiled gently, her eyes full of admiration and dependence on He Juncheng, "Ah Cheng, Yiner will always love you."

He Juncheng was most susceptible to this kind of trick. He immediately held Lu Yiner in his arms, and the pain in his feet seemed to have dissipated a lot.

The two of them just snuggled together quietly. A man and a woman were alone in the same room, and He Junxuan wanted to do that kind of thing, but he didn't feel anything down there.

An unknown fear surged in his heart, and He Juncheng forced himself to suppress the terrible thought.

No. Definitely not.

He was just too tired these days, yes, too tired.

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A carriage was parked in front of the main gate of Prince Ning's Mansion, and Han Wenyuan was standing in front of the carriage, looking forward to it.

The news that Madam Han was seriously ill had already spread early, and Prince Ning finally replied, saying that he would let Qin'er return to the Han Mansion this morning to see the old lady off for the last time.

But he had been standing at the door for nearly half an hour.

The sun gradually became hotter and the temperature gradually rose. Han Wenyuan was soaked in sweat.

Just when Han Wenyuan felt that he was about to have a heat stroke, the door of Prince Ning's Mansion finally opened.

He Junyu supported Han Yuqin and walked out slowly.

The moment he saw his sister, Han Wenyuan stood up straight and walked forward.

"Meet the Third Prince."

After Han Wenyuan paid his respects, his eyes were fixed on Han Yuqin's face.

Han Yuqin's face was covered with a thin white veil, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

But Han Wenyuan's heart suddenly tightened. In his sister's eyes, he only saw numbness and emptiness.

"Qin'er, I will wait for you at home." He Junyu smiled and gently took Han Yuqin's hand.

After watching Han Yuqin get on the carriage and then watch it drive away, He Junyu withdrew his gaze and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

At this time, Lu Qingyu was sitting beside Old Madam Han's bed. On the bedside table was a bowl filled with brown medicinal soup.

"Madam, you must remember to speak in a weaker voice." Lu Qingyu reminded her again.

Old Madam Han was lying on the bed, covered with a thick quilt. Her face was covered with sweat and she looked a little weak.

"Don't worry, child." The old lady blinked and said weakly.

After waiting for another half an hour, Han Wenyuan and Han Yuqin finally walked into the house.

As soon as she entered the room, Han Yuqin's eyes fell on Lu Qingyu's face. Her pupils dilated instantly and her whole body froze in place.

"It's you. No, I don't want to see a doctor!" Han Yuqin stepped back step by step, his eyes full of fear.

Lu Qingyu's eyes narrowed, "Sister, grandma is sick, don't you want to see her?"

Lu Qingyu had already learned about Han Yuqin's past in detail yesterday. She had a favorite younger sister who always followed her and called her sister.

Seeing Han Yuqin's big reaction, Lu Qingyu had no choice but to take a different approach and try to see if calling her sister could keep her.

Sure enough, when Han Yuqin heard the word "sister", her eyes changed slightly, and she seemed a little confused.

"Qin'er." Old Madam Han, who was lying on the bed, spoke with difficulty. Her voice was hoarse and low, and accompanied by heavy wheezing.

Han Yuqin's eyes widened instantly, "Grandma, Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

She seemed to come to her senses, rushed to Madam Han's bedside in a few steps, and knelt on the ground.

"Qin'er, good child. Why have you lost so much weight?" Old Madam Han touched Han Yuqin's pale hand, tears streaming down her face.

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