After the marriage, the sick and weak husband fell off the horse

After Mingqiu finished speaking, when he met Lin Jingrong's eyes that could kill him, he knew that he had said the wrong thing, but he couldn't help but add,
"Young master, didn't you yourself hide the secret from Princess Chunhua?"

He said this very softly because he was afraid.

He thought Lin Jingrong wouldn't hear it, but he didn't expect that every word fell into Lin Jingrong's ears.

Lin Jingrong narrowed his eyes and said in a dangerous tone, "Mingqiu, who do you belong to?"

Ming Qiu saw that the young master didn't seem to be as angry as before, and his bad-mouthed nature showed up again.

"But I'm not wrong." Mingqiu said, "Didn't the young master himself hide many things from the princess? Why is the princess so unwilling to tell the young master what she did, so the young master is so angry?"

"If we talk about it, the young master must have hidden more things."

Lin Jingrong was still angry at first, but after listening to Mingqiu's words, the anger in his heart gradually calmed down, and he even felt a little sour.

He lowered his eyes and thought in despair, Mingqiu was right, why did he have the right to be angry?
He hid far more from her than she did, and they were not a real couple in the first place. Even the name written in the marriage certificate was not his.

"Sir," Mingqiu asked in a low voice, "Do you really fall in love with Princess Chunhua?"

"If it is true, you'd better tell Princess Chunhua the truth as soon as possible, otherwise..." Mingqiu thought of Xie Chunchao's neat temperament, "Otherwise Princess Chunhua will definitely not forgive you."

explain?Where does he start?That he was lying to him from beginning to end?
Thinking of this, Lin Jingrong slowed down his steps and raised a lonely smile on his lips.

They are not from the same world. It is a miracle that they can meet for a brief time. How can they talk about the future?

"What does she want to do with me?" Lin Jingrong said, "Like her? Tell her the truth? Mingqiu, are you confused or am I?"

Ming Qiu secretly rolled his eyes behind Lin Jingrong, refusing to admit that he was obviously attracted to her.

"Mingqiu, don't think that if you are behind me, I don't know what you are doing."

Mingqiu showed a flattering smile, "What are you talking about, Master? I'm praying for you."

Xie Chunchao and Lin Jingrong were inexplicably caught up in a cold war. It couldn't be said to be a cold war, but...

Lin Jingrong, who used to accompany Xie Chunchao every day, is no longer here.

He asked the people around him to tell him that his illness was getting worse and he couldn't get up, so he asked the princess to forgive him.

Look, even the title has changed to the distant and polite princess.

Xie Chunchao had visited Lin Jingrong several times. Although he was lying on the bed, his complexion was still the same as before.

Although his attitude seemed to be almost as gentle and easy-going as before, every time he couldn't say a few words, Lin Jingrong would say that he was tired and was going to sleep.

"Princess, please don't think too much. Maybe Mr. Lin is really unwell these days?"

Xie Chunchao rubbed his brows, maybe so, but he thought that he was the princess...

"Is there any news about the miracle doctor Gonggo?"

Yu Ning shook her head and said, "Not yet."

Xie Chunchao shook his head and stopped thinking about Lin Jingrong. Maybe it would be better for everyone now.

They will be separated sooner or later, and it is better to calm down now than to be heartbroken in the future.

Xie Chunchao thought this, but there was still a feeling of depression in her heart that could not be dissipated. She turned all the depression in her heart into the motivation to shoot the arrow, and the arrow hit the target.

Now her archery skills are getting better and she has started to practice shooting live animals. "Bai Qiusheng, you said you have a way to prove your innocence. I am grateful for your past merits and virtues, so I came here to meet you. Tell me, what is your way?"

"Your Majesty." Although Bai Qiusheng was in prison, he still had a calm expression on his face, "Now the direct evidence proving that I have collaborated with the enemy and treason is only a few unclear letters. I can prove that those letters were not written by me. of."

"Oh?" The emperor narrowed his eyes and asked, "Since you had this method, why didn't you mention it in the palace that day? Why didn't they mention it when they were interrogating you?"

Bai Qiusheng knelt down and said, "This method is my secret. If it is said in front of the public, it will not be considered a secret. And if they know it, they will inevitably not find new information to slander me. At that time, Chen Zhen couldn’t even speak clearly with ten mouths.”

The emperor asked, "Why didn't you say anything later because you were afraid that some of the people who were interrogating you would want to deal with you?"

Bai Qiusheng nodded, "Exactly."

"Okay, that's the case, don't show off, just prove it to me."

Bai Qiusheng said, "I pray that the emperor will give me a copy of the evidence of the crime that framed me and a letter with my seal at home."

When the emperor heard this, he turned back and glanced at the eunuch Li Dequan who was following him. Li De immediately understood and went to get what Bai Qiusheng needed.

While waiting, the emperor once again mentioned the case of King Liao, "Bai Qiusheng, I just want to ask, is it true that the case of King Liao was not done by you?"

Bai Qiusheng grabbed the ground with his head, "Your Majesty, I swear to God that I will never frame the King of Liao."

The emperor looked at him with squinted eyes for a long time, and then said softly, "Okay, get up."

When Bai Qiusheng heard this, he stood up slowly and heard the emperor ask again, "According to your words, who is responsible for the disaster between you and the King of Liao?"

Bai Qiusheng lowered his head, his long crow-green eyelashes hiding the bright and dying emotions in his eyes.

"In my opinion, there must be spies from other countries hiding in the court of Chu State." Bai Qiusheng said, "The disasters that happened to me and the King of Liao were all caused by other countries. They have only one purpose, they want to see me and the King of Liao fighting each other. No matter which one suffers the loss, our country of Chu will bear the brunt of the damage."

Bai Qiusheng and the King of Liao supported half of the Chu State with their civil and military power. The name of the King of Liao as the God of War resounded throughout the countries and aroused the fear of other countries. The son of the King of Liao was also a strong general. Bai Qiusheng sat in the court and provided sufficient supplies for the army. Food, grass and money are indispensable.

The emperor put his hands behind his back and walked back and forth thinking. He suddenly stopped and said, "What Aiqing said makes sense. Both your affairs and the affairs of King Liao are coming with such force and inexplicable force."

"Aren't Qu Yang and Lang Dezhou spies of other countries?"

Bai Qiusheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but thought about it and closed it again.

"Ai Qing, what do you want to say?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Bai Qiusheng bowed and saluted.

The eunuch Li Dequan came back and handed both letters to Bai Qiusheng at the emperor's request.

Bai Qiusheng took the letter that framed him and said, "Whether it's the handwriting or the seal, this letter is so fake that it looks real. Even if it is shown to me, I can't help but doubt whether it was really written by me."

"But it misses the most important point."

After Bai Qiusheng finished speaking, he turned around and threw the real letter into the burning brazier.

"You!" Supervisor Li Dequan raised his orchid finger and said anxiously, "Why did you burn it?"

The emperor made a gesture of raising his hand, and Li Dequan shut his mouth.

The blue flames quickly engulfed the letter paper and burned it. Bai Qiusheng lowered his eyes and then reached out and took out a piece of black letter paper residue from the fire.

(End of this chapter)