The imperial concubine was spoiled by the prince again

Chapter 993 My Dad Is A Good Man
Jinxiu pulled Xiao Yunzhi over and began to whisper: "Don't mention it yet, let's find a chance to escape."

Let's talk about it after we figure it out.

Xiao Yunzhi spoiled with a smile: "Okay."

Probably those wailing sounds slightly diluted Cheng Jiuzhou's anger, and when he saw Zheng Chong who was under strict guard, at least he looked like an ordinary person.

Holding a murderous sharp weapon with silver light in his hand, Cheng Jiuzhou walked towards him calmly.

Zheng Chong hugged his head, sometimes frowning, sometimes suddenly enlightened, when he heard footsteps, he turned his head as if he had made up his mind and said: "I admit that my father is Zheng Lian, according to the agreement, you let Miss Cheng go!"

Cheng Jiuzhou didn't understand the context of this sentence for a while, but the hand holding the needle didn't stop.

But suddenly a pair of hands stretched out from behind him and landed on his waist.

The arm was too thin, and Cheng Jiuzhou felt that it might break if he exerted a little force, so he could only stand where he was.

Cheng Yanyu shook her head behind him: "Brother, don't kill him."

After stopping the medicine, her complexion was not good, and she seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. Zheng Chong didn't dare to recognize her when he saw her: "Cheng, Miss Cheng?"

"How did you become like this?"

Cheng Yanyu started to pant after walking a few steps, she was too weak, she could hardly stand up straight without help, Cheng Jiuzhou had no choice but to let Zheng Chong go, and turned to help her.

Not far behind them, Rong Jin with blue shadows under his eyes walked over with his hands together: "Why don't you ask your father."

This ghost thing is really disturbing, he only used it a little bit, and he still hasn't been able to get rid of it completely, so his tone is much more aggressive than before.

Zheng Chong's eyes are full of innocence who don't know much about the world: "Me, my father?"

"But my father, he is a good man..."

This is simply a great irony.

Xiao Yunzhi asked him: "If you are a good person, why do you want to lock up Miss Cheng in this village for decades?"

"If you are a good person, why did you drug her and make her look like this?"

Zheng Chong couldn't answer, his eyes were flustered.

"Yes, my father did it?"

Dad said that he was sick and needed medical treatment, so he specially called for the genius doctor, Miss Cheng.

Father said that Miss Cheng is the most powerful doctor in the world, with her, he will be cured one day.

Dad said that Miss Cheng would always be with him.

But Dad didn't say whether she did it voluntarily.

His simple mind can't hold too complicated things, just a little bit, it's about to blow him up.

His mind was getting more and more confused, Zheng Chong suddenly rolled his eyes and fell down.

"What's going on here?"

The Gusu Pavilion youth who was in charge of guarding him said respectfully to Jinxiu: "Pavilion Master, this person hasn't slept for two days."

"In the past two days, he didn't eat or drink much, and he kept talking about one question - should he admit it or not?"

Jinxiu then remembered the multiple-choice questions that Xiao Yunzhi threw to Zheng Chong.

After admitting that he is Zheng Lian's son, they let Cheng Yanyu go.

Jinxiu, who just arrived, didn't know what to say.

Cheng Yanyu only walked for a short distance, her back was already wet, she couldn't even speak now, so she had to drag Cheng Jiuzhou's clothes and shake her head at him.

The latter looked at the fainted Zheng Chong for a long time, and then at the insistence in the eyes of the lost sister, after all, he picked her up in a short body and walked towards the room where she was resting.

Cheng Yanyu still lives in the original place, because that courtyard is the most comfortable place in the whole villa and the most suitable place to recuperate from illness.

The chains that originally bound her had been severed, but there were still traces on the wall that could not be ignored.

It was a mark of humiliation.

(End of this chapter)