Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 89

For some reason, he suddenly expected that the one standing here at this time was Ning Qingqing who was tilting his head and venting his anger on him.

He knew that that person had been hidden in the past, and now he already had her in his heart.

Today he is going to the Danxin Pavilion in the Plum Garden to offer incense to his mother and concubine. The mother concubine likes plum blossoms and peach blossoms, and is best at cooking all kinds of scented tea, so the wet nurse also learned from her.

In the gap between the sparse flowers and trees, I caught a glimpse of a corner of the purple dress from the corner of my eye, and Xiao Zijun slowly retracted his gaze.

He didn't expect that Qingqing would follow him to this point.

Pausing for a while, Tsing Yi did not enter the garden.

Ning Qingqing also saw the prince under the flowers a while ago, he seemed to be melancholy, and he was smiling in his heart, and the wooden face would appreciate the flowers and sigh the spring?It was true that the sun came out from the west.Unexpectedly, the prince disappeared after turning around.

She felt bored and went to the garden alone to enjoy the flowers.

The Plum Garden has always been a forbidden area of ​​the royal residence, but anyone who enters or leaves the garden privately cannot come out alive.But now King Jin has an exception, and that is the concubine.He knew that he was slightly curious, so it was inevitable that he accidentally entered the garden, and the others did not have this amnesty.

It's just Danxin Pavilion, King Jin strictly forbids outsiders to enter, even the princess is not allowed.

I don't know how long it took before King Jin came out of the pavilion, looking unhappy.

A figure quickly disappeared into the garden.

Just as he thought it was time to dodge, his hand was suddenly pinched.

Xiao Zijun's eyes were cold, and it was indeed Mu Wanqing in front of him.

"What else do you have to say now?!"

"Wanqing... Wanqing knows that she has violated a taboo, and her maidservant will leave the palace tomorrow, so she doesn't want the prince to come and take a look from afar—"

"Still acting?!"

King Jin grabbed her by the neck, and the hostility in his cold eyes instantly rose.

Mu Wanqing was so frightened that her body trembled, tears flowed down her cheeks, and she kept shaking her head, looking like a pear blossom with rain, and she was so tender and pitiful.

He was unmoved at all, "Qin Jiu who is connecting with you is the king's internal response."

Her face turned pale immediately, her lips trembling: "My lord... I have my reasons..."

"You know the fate of betraying the king."

Or it wasn't betrayal, she was simply the enemy who created an opportunity and various coincidences to send her to him, just because she was somewhat similar to the one in his heart.

The person who repeatedly followed into Danxin Pavilion was her, Mu Wanqing, how could he ruin a big deal just because of a slight resemblance.

One hand covered her mouth, and then the hand on the neck was hard, and she kicked her legs on the ground, struggling constantly, and only made slight hesitations.

After a while, her feet stopped moving and her body was weak.

A pair of beautiful eyes that used to be mellow and flowing, now opened ferociously.

No one knew what Mu Wanqing was thinking at the last moment.Her family was in decline because of her somewhat similar appearance. Once she was used as a spy, and she entered the prince's mansion for nearly three years. She liked this cold-faced and taciturn man, but she always knew that he was not her destination. With his ruthlessness, he will never forgive himself.

At one point she passed false news to the owner.Only recently, because of love and hatred, she sent news once or twice, and because of this, her feet were exposed.

He slowly let go of his hand and closed her eyes.

There was no pity in King Jin's calm eyes.

Behind him was just a corpse that had shriveled to the ground.

"Buried her."

After leaving such a sentence, Xiao Zijun walked away.

The hidden guards behind came out and dragged the corpse away.

Ning Qingwei was hiding in the garden at this time, trembling with fright, she covered her mouth fiercely, so that she could not make a sound.

She couldn't figure out the situation, but she just saw Wanqing being strangled by the neck and struggling to death, and she felt extremely terrified.

For the first time, she felt that Xiao Zijun was murderous without blinking an eye.

When she recovered, she thought, that Wanqing must have made the big mistake of King Jin's death, but she couldn't accept such a situation for a while.

The terrible King Jin.Therefore, when she met him on the second day, she kept silent and felt a lot of grudges in her heart.

Seeing that she was not as casual as usual, Xiao Zijun thought it must be because of the face he gave her because of Wanqing's pleading that day.

His eyes slid slowly across her indifferent face, already thinking about it, he approached her slowly, and said gently: "That day... it was my king who had a bad tone. I apologize to you."

Apologize?

Ning gently raised her head in surprise, and met his gaze, which was sincere and warm. For a moment, she only felt that Xiao Zijun in Meiyuan yesterday was just in a dream, or that he was not alone at all.

A person as arrogant and indifferent as him would apologize to himself?But he did strangle Mu Wanqing to death.

"Mu Wanqing voluntarily left the palace to become a monk and practice. You worry about other people's affairs, you might as well think about yourself—"

Before the words finished, Ning gently shook off his hand holding her shoulder.

He lied.

And don't change face.

Moody, hypocritical.This is probably the real him.

She stared at him coldly, without speaking.

Xiao Zijun is such a sober person, he naturally thought of something.He grimaced, "What did you hear?"

In this way, Ning Qingqing no longer pretended not to know, "Yes! I know, I know everything!"

"You killed Mu Wanqing with your own hands! I don't know the reason, and I'm not interested. It's just that she was the woman you liked, why are you so cruel?"

Xiao Zijun frowned slightly, but the reaction was not as intense as imagined.

"What position do you have to speak for her?" He said lightly, "Her life and death should not be your concern. If she was once favored by your husband, shouldn't you be happy to see her end? You have repeatedly shown compassion Nosy, what is this proving?"

He frowned and looked at her, as if asking for proof.

"Prove that the king is not in your heart?" There was a trace of contempt in his tone.

Ning Weiwei was immediately annoyed, her eyebrows were raised upright, and she became more energetic: "So what if you are? So what if you are not?!"

"If you treat her like this, how will you treat me in the future? Comparing your heart with your heart, does the prince think that I shouldn't be surprised or afraid?"

Her mind was so clearly expressed.

Xiao Zijun narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at her, as if he was thinking about her words.

After a long time, his tone sank, and he said solemnly: "No matter when, you are my concubine. As I said, how can you compare with her as a dignified concubine? She is just a lowly maid."

Ning Qingyuan suddenly remembered this sentence.Once she sneaked into his study, he flirted with Mu Wanqing there, and he said this to her: How can you compare with her?
At that time, she misunderstood his contempt for her.

"No matter how this king treats others, the way I treat you, Ning Qingqing, will not change at all."

She was startled, but she didn't care about his overtures, she just raised her head and said: "I also said: I don't care about being your princess!"

He frowned suddenly, took a step closer to her, and suddenly smiled.

He said lightly, "Duplicity."

These days, even though Xiao Zijun refused to admit it lightly, Xiao Zijun was not unaware that his princess had gradually approached him.

(End of this chapter)