Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 1512 Fighting poison with poison
Princess Roujia was so ruthless, she died like this, it was too cheap for her.

Her appearance was completely ruined, she couldn't get married, and she lost the face of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty several times. When she returned to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Princess Roujia was useless. Would she still be the honorable first princess?

Once she is rejected by Emperor Zhou, she is nothing. In the palace, she has always stepped on the low and bowed to the high. In the past, how many people she offended when she was in glory, and when she fell into the dust, more people would want her. It would be more painful than death if you bullied him back.

The little guy will make her life worse than death. Moreover, after Chu Xun gets married, Princess Roujia will return to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and she can't threaten him at all. How can Rong Jiu not be fulfilled.

She will not let Princess Roujia die like this.

Rong Jiu explained to Liu Jin coldly: "Fight poison with poison."

Since Rong Jiu agreed to rescue her, she would not go back on her word and put Princess Roujia to death. Liu Jin came to his senses and quickly asked someone to carry Princess Roujia back to the tent.

As soon as Liu Jin and Princess Roujia left, the envoys of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty had no face to stay any longer, and they all left in despair.

After a false alarm, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Rong Jiu took Shen Mu to thank Ling Yunsu: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your rescue just now, Mu'er,"

The little guy cupped his hands towards Ling Yunsu in a dignified way: "Your Highness, Mu'er will repay your life-saving grace in the future, but if you ask for something, as long as it doesn't hurt the sky, Mu'er will definitely die."

Ling Yunsu's eyes fell on the two of them, and he said calmly: "If I don't take action, he may not be in trouble, so don't worry about it, Princess."

Rong Jiu smiled: "But even if you know the result is like this, His Highness has a heart, and Rong Jiu will remember it in his heart."

"Princess is welcome."

"Mu'er, come to Grandpa Emperor." Emperor Chu waved at Shen Mu.

The little guy ran over with a "da da da", and softly called out: "Grandpa Huang,"

Emperor Chu lovingly held his hand and said, "I haven't seen anyone all day, where have you been?"

"I went hunting with my dad. Mu'er hunted a sika deer. The deer is full of treasures, especially the antlers. It's just a good time to nourish the emperor's grandfather."

"At night, we will have dinner with Grandpa Huang, and we will roast venison."

"Ah."

Shen Cheng and Rong Jiu went back to the tent, while Shen Mu followed Emperor Chu to the imperial tent. The father and son went out for half a day, but they brought back a lot of prey, which were piled outside the tent.

Rong Jiu smiled and said, "I can't finish eating so much, why don't you gather around and barbecue together, sir, do you think it's okay?"

"As long as you're happy."

Shen Cheng asked people to take the prey down to clean it up, and took her hand, and entered the tent. In late spring and early summer, it wasn't too cold, but Rong Jiu's hand was still a little cold.

Shen Cheng poured a cup of hot tea for her: "Are you scared?"

Rong Jiu took it and held it in his palm. Thinking of that scene, he still had lingering fears: "Princess Roujia is too vicious."

Shen Cheng sat down beside her, and put his arms around her shoulders: "Evil comes with evil, and she will pay the price for what she did."

"Let's not talk about her," Rong Jiu took a sip of hot tea, turned his head and smiled at Shen Cheng, "Let's go to the imperial tent to find Mu'er and Father Huang."

"it is good."

In the distant sky, clouds of burning clouds meandered. In the deep twilight, a bonfire was lit in front of the imperial tent. Chu Xun and Shen Cheng were busy grilling meat, and the roasted oil dripped into the charcoal fire, making a "sizzling" sound.

The little guy smelled the tempting smell of meat, his eyes glowed: "Daddy, can I eat it? It smells so good."

Shen Cheng saw that it was almost the same, and cut up the venison piece by piece with a dagger, put it on a plate, and handed it to him: "Be careful it's hot."

(End of this chapter)