The prince is sick: it is too enchanting to marry the princess

Chapter 372 Is Ji Qingling Crazy?
Ji Qingxue pinched Ji Qingling's chin and forced a pill into her mouth before letting her go.

Ji Qingling couldn't help coughing: "What did you feed me?"

Ji Qingxue folded her hands on her chest and looked at her leisurely: "It's nothing, it's just a good thing that can make your stomach rot."

Ji Qingling said viciously, "You poisoned me?"

"Don't look at me with such a surprised expression. On the way here, I kept thinking about whether I should kill you directly, but now I regret it again. Because you are really pitiful!"

Ji Qingxue's words seemed to have completely angered Ji Qingling, she raised her voice and screamed, "Who do you think is pitiful?"

"You have been living in my shadow all your life and have trouble sleeping and eating. Isn't it pitiful enough? So I want you to live, and I want you to live a long life. I will let you see how I live happily, and you How tragic."

Death is the easiest thing in the world, the hardest thing is how to live.

"Ji Qingling, the medicine I gave you will ruin your appearance bit by bit. It won't be long before your face and body will be full of pus and sores, and then you will become extremely ugly. No one wants to do more. I took a look at you."

Ji Qingxue wanted to destroy all the things she cherished one by one, starting with the face she was so proud of.

Hearing Ji Qingxue's words, Ji Qingling covered her face with her hands and couldn't help cursing: "Ji Qingxue, you must die!"

Ji Qingxue grabbed her hand coldly: "Maybe. But I can be sure that you will die worse than me before then."

"Now I want to let you know who said that life is worse than death, enjoy this feeling."

Watching my face fester day by day, I feel helpless and helpless.

Ji Qingxue left the Prince's Mansion quietly, and Nan Gongyan was standing on the empty street waiting for her.

"Is everything settled?" Nan Gongyan asked.

Ji Qingxue nodded, Nan Gongyan stretched out his hand towards her, and smiled very softly: "Then let's go home."

Ji Qingxue covered her hands, and the warmth from Nangongyan's palms came continuously, making her restless heart very calm and warm.

They had just taken two steps when a woman's shrill cry came from the sky above the Prince's Mansion.

Ji Qingxue shrugged, Nan Gongyan's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care.

"You're not going to ask me what I did to her?"

Nan Gongyan looked at her sideways: "It's not important."

He believes that she will control her own sense of proportion when doing things, so there is no need to ask.

But even if she didn't make a move, Nan Gongyan would not let Ji Qingling go, because she was always a hidden danger.

"I drugged her, and in the next few months she would fester all over her body. She would definitely not be able to bear it if she cared so much about her appearance."

Nangongyan listened to her quietly, and Ji Qingxue suddenly asked him: "Do you think I'm too cruel?"

The most important thing for a woman is her appearance. If her appearance is not there, her life will be ruined.

Nan Gongyan nodded her nose: "Silly."

Ji Qingling calculated again and again, it was good if she didn't take her life, now let her linger on for a while, and let her feel the pain of facing a desperate situation.

After a while, Nan Gongyan said frankly: "I thought you would kill her directly."

Judging by her attitude towards the Shanxi Five Ghosts today, she knew that her patience had reached its limit, but she never thought that she would spare Ji Qingling's life.

"At the beginning, I wanted to kill her directly, but I regretted it. It is the greatest torture for her that a person like her makes her life worse than death."

The conversation between the two was heard on the empty street.

"Nangongyan, I seem to be a little hungry." Ji Qingxue rubbed her shriveled belly, she had to work all day today, and she had to sacrifice to the five internal organs temple.

Nan Gongyan said helplessly: "You still know you are hungry, I thought you are a god and don't need to eat, just drink dew and you will be fine."

"..."

"Let's go. I'll make it for you when I get home." Who let him have such a wife, so he had to suffer a bit.

Ji Qingxue asked: "Are you serious?"

"It's more real than real gold." Someone replied angrily.

"Honestly, do you think I'm quite noisy?"

"Fortunately."

"Fortunately, what do you mean?" Ji Qingxue frowned.

"Fortunately, let's just make do with it, or I can return the product."

Ji Qingxue stopped in her tracks, clenched her fists, and asked eerily, "Nangong Erhuo, do you dare to tell me what you just said?"

He is tired of life!
Even at such a time, Nan Gongyan ran away when he saw that the situation was not good.

Ji Qingxue chased after him: "My surname is Nangong, let me tell you that you will kneel on the washboard today."

Fortunately, I met Qing's peach blossom noodles, and it will be a warm spring on Mo from now on.

When Nan Gonglan returned to the Prince's Mansion, the servant said that the side concubine had locked herself in the room for a few days, and she would not answer no matter who knocked on the door.

Nangong Lan didn't know what was wrong with her, so she went to her room by herself.

Nangong Lan reached out and knocked on the door: "Ji Qingling, open the door!"

After a while, a woman's roar sounded in the room: "Get out!"

She doesn't want to see anyone now, she just wants to be alone quietly.

Nangong Lan was getting impatient: "You won't open the door, will you? Then I'll do it myself!"

Nangong Lan violently kicked the door open, and the light from outside came in. Ji Qingling raised her hand to cover her eyes uncomfortably.

"Ji Qingling, you..." Nan Gonglan originally wanted to ask her what she wanted to do, but when he saw Ji Qingling's appearance, he was completely stunned.

Ji Qingling curled up in a corner, her clothes were disheveled, her lips were black and purple, her whole face was swollen and covered with palm marks.

Nan Gonglan walked over gently, and squatted in front of Ji Qingling: "Qingling, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Nangong Lan's voice, Ji Qingling became flustered. She waved her hands in the air and yelled, "Don't come here! Don't come here!"

Nan Gonglan didn't know what happened to make her so emotionally broken, so she had to comfort her first: "Okay, I won't come here, don't get excited, don't get excited."

Ji Qingling stared at a certain place with empty eyes, and she was very embarrassed, and she no longer had the demeanor of the most talented woman in Kyoto in the past.

Ji Qingling suddenly remembered something and looked around, Nan Gonglan asked her tentatively, "What are you looking for?"

"Mirror, I want a mirror."

Nangong Lan said quickly, "Okay, I'll give it to you."

Ji Qingling looked at herself carefully with the mirror, she said foolishly: "I am the number one beauty in Kyoto, and I am."

But what appeared in the mirror was clearly a woman with disheveled hair. She looked no different from a female ghost, and her black hair was also dyed into snow-white inch by inch.

A night of blue silk and white hair.

Ji Qingling went crazy.

(End of this chapter)