The Hickey of the Demon Lord: The Substitute Princess

Chapter 16

After all, Qin Ge'er is a woman from outside the customs, and she is much more enthusiastic than women from the Central Plains.Why did Qin Ge'er not conceive Nangong Zheng's flesh and blood until three years later?
Suddenly, she fixed her cold eyes on Nangong Zheng's face, she smiled so purely, "No way, the prince wants her to take medicine regularly, so as not to cause trouble to you."

It never occurred to him to have children.

That being the case, the one who really concealed him was Qin Ge'er.Otherwise, she could not have conceived.

"Of course this king can see her little tricks...but I will not condone anyone who kills the heirs of the royal family." Nan Gongzheng snorted coldly, his tone was extremely harsh as he indulged in those tough and unyielding eyes .

"You love her the most, so can you indiscriminately?" She gritted her teeth secretly, feeling extremely wronged.

"That's because you are not worthy of my trust." Nan Gongzheng looked at her lightly, and his cold words did not ease at all. "Your name, your identity, your past, and your inferiority have already been deeply rooted in your bones. Do you still expect me to love you and take pity on you?"

Su Min listened to the words without any emotion, her numb heart seemed to drop to the trough in an instant, smashed to pieces, he hated her so deeply, standing on the emotional scale, it was impossible to believe her.

"If you like to stay in the woodshed, I will help you." Nan Gongzheng turned around with a blank expression.

"Come here, lock her in the woodshed."

With this sound, the dilapidated wooden door of the firewood room was shut heavily.

As a result, she could no longer see the stars and the moon outside.

Three shifts.

There was a knock on the door of the brightly lit study, and Mother Qiao walked into it with a bowed body.

The handsome man sitting at the table leaned against the back of the rosewood chair, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and his face was frosty.

Qiao's mother sat across from him, sighing softly.

He didn't open his eyes, but he was as displeased as if his sleep was disturbed by the sigh of this life, his expression was lazy, and his tone was light. "Mother Qiao, do you feel that you can't bear it? She won't even buy you off, right?"

"I watched the prince grow up. No one can buy my heart with gold or silver. I'm just telling the truth. After all, she is the emperor's marriage partner for the prince. Even if she really did this, the prince can't buy it." Torture her to death." Mother Qiao said sincerely with no expression on her wrinkled gray face.

Nangong Zheng raised his hand, interrupting Mother Qiao's intercession. The warm candlelight shone on that sculpted and handsome face, but it didn't seem to ease his seriousness at the moment. "What I asked you to investigate, is there any result?"

Qiao's mother probed: "The prince is also suspicious of Mrs. Qin Ge'er?"

"I only believe in evidence." Every word he said was solemn and ruthless, making people afraid to fathom his true emotions at the moment.

"It is true that the maid went to the pharmacy to buy the medicine, but she insisted that someone else ordered her to buy the medicine." Qiao's mother paused for a moment, with a dilemma: "In this case, the matter will be difficult."

Hearing this, a careless and cruel sentence escaped from the ruthless thin lips: "You can deal with it cleanly, the palace doesn't need servants who work for tigers."

"The lady?" Qiao's mother's eyes flashed.

"If she did it, she won't be able to show the fox's tail in a short time." Nangong Zheng closed his eyes and fell into deep thought. The black hair on his forehead fell silently, looking more and more handsome.

Qiao's mother naturally knew him a little bit, "The prince still misses the old relationship, after all, the madam has been with you for three years."

"You haven't forgotten why I asked her to return to court with me?" Nangong Zheng's brows crease deeper and deeper. There are many enemies around him, but few people really make him let go of his guard. He doesn't want to be on the woman's side Put more thought into it.

"Of course, my lord."

"It's good that she can repent. If there is a next time, no matter if she has been with me for three years or 30 years, it is impossible to spare her." He rubbed his aching temples, veins burst out on his forehead, and wrote slightly annoyed. on the face.

"How is she?" After a long silence, he asked indifferently.

"The prince is punishing her." Mother Qiao's tone was very calm. She had served this man for 24 years. Even if he was a tiger, she could probably guess what he was thinking.

"But it's not for this matter, is it?" She asked cautiously, standing on Nan Gongzheng's side, she knew that there was no extra sympathy and mercy in his heart, let alone the kindness of a woman.

Those unusually dark and deep eyes opened at this moment. He looked at the old woman in front of him lightly, raised his thick eyebrows, and a blazing flame flashed in his eyes.

"After killing her, can this king still find such an interesting plaything? There are not many women in this world who dare to challenge this king seriously."

Su Min looked at the woodshed with white walls on all sides. After a sleepless night, she thought about many things. The way she used to deal with people in Su's house could not be used in the palace.

If there is a slight mistake in this place, An may be charged with crimes.

The flimsy underclothes stuck to her body like a torture instrument made of ice. After a night, these clothes became dry and hard, torturing her delicate skin.

With a flash of eyes, her eyes flashed inexplicably lonely.The delicate chin is thinner than before, and her haggardness is written on the whole face, especially the black halo under those watery eyes.

Shrinking her feet, the slight cyan color of the veins appeared on the white bare feet, she raised her willow eyebrows, and through the tiny crack in the door, she could see the faint light outside.

Its daybreak.

There was a soft sound of a key being inserted into the brass lock at the door. She watched intently, and Mother Qiao walked in with a tray.

Qiao's mother knelt down and put the tray at Su Min's feet. She held a cup of soup and said calmly. "The old slave has already repaired those two maids."

A strand of long hair slid from the forehead to the sideburns, and Su Min's gaze was fixed on Qiao's mother's face with ardor and anticipation. "Are you here to repay my innocence?"

"There is no strong evidence against the princess in this matter, and I'm afraid it will come to an end."

A dead silence wandered in the air.The blazing flames in Su Min's eyes were extinguished in an instant, and she returned to the world of one person again.

Qiao's mother tried to persuade her: "Actually, this old slave doesn't understand. It's very simple to be coquettish with the prince, to be subdued, and to bow your head. Why doesn't the princess do it and ask for trouble?"

"Bow your head..." Letting these words occupy her heart, Su Min seemed to be wandering away, without any emotion in his eyes, and murmured in a low voice. "Other things may be fine, but I will never compromise on this matter."

Mother Qiao's brows were furrowed suddenly, and the soup cup she was holding stopped in mid-air.

Su Min slowly raised her eyebrows, her eyes that were bright in the past were full of gloom, and her firm tone was completely different from her weak appearance. "Being neglected by him and bearing all the hardships he gave me, I can accept it. But I don't want to walk out of this firewood room. The way everyone looks at me says she is a murderer!"

She couldn't survive such a day, even a single day.

"Princess." Mother Qiao's voice became even hoarse.

"It doesn't matter how long he wants to lock me up." Raising her willow eyebrows, she smiled faintly at Qiao's mother, but that smile still couldn't dispel the heavy burden in her heart, and those who watched wanted to feel pity even more.

Following Qiao's mother's direction, she had been hungry for almost two days. In fact, she almost lost the strength to connect to the soup pot, but she still bit her lips and raised her arms so slowly.

"Of course I will."

She never thought that she would die in this place.

Her hands were trembling uncontrollably, and her body was out of control. Mother Qiao saw her strenuous effort in her eyes. After watching for a while, she couldn't bear to see it, so she stabilized her hands under the soup pot.

Lifting the spoon without hesitation, Su Min drank the soup one mouthful at a time, letting the rich and delicious soup flow into her stomach, warming her body and heart thoroughly.

Those deep eyes still had that cold color.

"Mother Qiao, wait."

Mother Qiao was walking back to the kitchen with an empty soup cup, but she heard a voice calling to stop her on the way, she turned around slowly, and Zhou Yan with a smiling face was in front of her.

"So it's the county king." She bowed her head slightly as a salute.

"The prince is in the study, the county king can go find it by himself." She spoke concisely and wanted to turn around and leave without saying much.

Zhou Yan was a little curious, and there was a bit of curiosity in his bright eyes. "Mother Qiao, why haven't I seen the princess during the two days I've been here?"

"She is not feeling well, and she is resting in another hospital." Mother Qiao said, keeping her mouth shut.

Zhou Yan frowned slightly, his intuition made him feel that it was not that simple, so he couldn't help asking one more question. "Sick? Where can I find a doctor brought from the border, do you want to take it to another hospital for the princess to treat?"

"Junwang, the palace can still afford a doctor."

Zhou Yan's gaze sank. Qiao's mother is a serious and cold servant, but because she is Nangong Zheng's nanny and has been in charge of the palace for many years, everyone treats her as half a master.How could he not hear the stop in her tone?
Reading the words that obviously excluded him, Zhou Yan frowned.

This... what happened?Did something happen in the palace?

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't continue to approach the princess, let alone be disrespectful to the princess." Mother Qiao's eyes were indifferent, and she slowly swept across Zhou Yan's handsome face, as if warning.

"This is for the good of the king, and even more for the good of the princess. I hope the king will listen to the old slave once."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan's eyes became deeper and deeper.

"You still remember what I told you about Ru'er."

The teacup in his hand, the tea was completely cold, Zhou Yan said lightly, looking at the calm water in the pond outside the window that had already been covered with thin ice, with his back on his back.

"So what?" The man who was handling the official documents didn't raise his head, as if he wasn't interested in the topic he was talking about.

"She looks very similar to Ru'er." Zhou Yan's right hand clenched tightly, and his five fingers seemed to be buckled into the celadon teacup.

A word escaped from Nangong Zheng's thin lips, his expression not the slightest bit moved. "Who?"

"Your concubine." Zhou Yan's eyes sank, and there was a bit of undercurrent in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)