The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 384 How can I be worthy of the injury you suffered in prison if I don't let him learn a lesson?

Rong Jingshen lowered his head, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through Gu Lingchen's desire to move, "I advise you not to act rashly."

"If you won't help me—don't persuade me either."

His tone was gloomy, and his whole person was also gloomy. He quickly stood up along the wall, but his back was slightly bent, and he opened his long legs to leave.

Meeting Gu Lingchen is quite a lot.

It was also the first time for Chu Xi to see this man so thin and lonely, as if the wind could tear him apart.

After Gu Lingchen left, Chu Xicai looked at Rong Jingshen and said, "You can help him obviously, why?"

Obviously she said before that she could blame other assassins for this matter, but now, in front of Gu Lingchen, she pretended to be powerless?

As if seeing the woman's doubts, Rong Jingshen leaned over and pinched the woman's earlobe with his slender fingers, feeling that it was extremely soft, and he could even catch the faint scent of medicine permeating the woman's body.

His eyes darkened a little, he was reluctant to let go of the woman, and said, "Whether he knows it or not, he still has the intention of harming you.

If this king doesn't let him learn a lesson, how can he be worthy of the injuries you suffered in prison? "

It turned out that he was venting his anger on her behalf, his heart was filled with bursts of warmth, and even the previous resentment towards the man was swept away.

But she didn't relax for a long time, and her little face was pulled up again.

She was beaten so badly in prison, Fu Qingran must have had a hard time in prison, she heard that the prison of the Ministry of punishment is much colder than the prison.

She grabbed the man's sleeve, "It's fine to punish him, but Fu Qingran, I don't want her to suffer for me."

"Don't worry, the king has already arranged someone in prison."

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Prison
Thick brocade quilts were placed on the straw stacks, and there were two gold-plated stoves beside the wall, and delicacies were placed on the floor, steaming hot and accompanied by a scent.

But Fu Qingran was always sitting in the corner indifferently, her black hair sticking to her face, her expression was always indifferent, it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

Two jailers secretly hid by the passage, looking at the woman sitting there, anxious.

"Shizi Concubine—is her brain broken from being frozen! She doesn't cover herself with a good brocade quilt, and doesn't eat any food. Isn't this deliberately torturing herself!"

"Yes, how can we explain to the prince?"

"The concubine Shizi asked Xiaoer to throw away the clothes of the son of the son before. Could it be that the concubine thought that these things were arranged by the master? So she refused to accept it?"

"It's also possible!"

"Then let's go there?"

When the two guards slowly approached the cell, Fu Qingran's eyes like stagnant water slightly lifted up to glance at them, her dry lips moved up and down, "I know the cell is small.

Still putting these useless things, are you trying to squeeze me to death? "

She hated Gu Lingchen, inside and out, and even felt extremely disgusted when looking at him.

The two guards held on to the railing and said, "Concubine Shizi, the prison is very cloudy and it's still snowing outside, so don't freeze yourself."

But the woman's voice was always cold, "I don't need these things, throw them all away."

"Concubine Shizi, these things were arranged by Lord Jing for the little ones. Even if you don't look at the monk's face, you can also look at the Buddha's face."

The two were really stunned.

　The second is sent.

　　The prince let it go, he just wanted Gu Lingchen to see his heart clearly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)