Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 539 Only her, I only wish to live up to this life
More than half an hour later, Ulanara Suxian put Li Jingui, who was as pale as paper, back to Yixinzhai.

In the Tingxue Hall, Yinzhen stood quietly in the study with his hands behind his back, staring absent-mindedly at the charcoal stove in front of him.

"Su Peisheng, move this charcoal stove away! I don't need it!"

"Your servant obeys, my lord, where should this charcoal stove be moved?"

Su Peisheng weakly consulted the prince.

"Casual!"

"Your servant obeys, come and move this charcoal stove to Yixinzhai!"

"you!!"

Yinzhen was at a loss for words for a moment, pointing at Su Peisheng with an angry face.

"My lord, calm down. This servant is thinking that sister Jingui fell into the water just now. Now I am afraid that I need to add a few more charcoal basins. My lord, spare me. You can move it wherever you want."

Su Peisheng looked at the lord aggrievedly, wondering if this time he flattered the horse's leg?shouldn't~
"Well, tell Li Sheng to go to Yixinzhai quickly. Also, this is the dispelling cold powder from the Imperial Hospital. You have to send it along!"

"Forget it, master go by yourself!"

Yinzhen held the medicine bottle and walked to the door, but retreated again.

"Su Peisheng, order someone to send it."

"Slave obeys~"

Su Peisheng felt that such a prince who loves his sons and daughters has a trace of warmth in the world.

After a lot of tossing, Li Jingui did not escape the doom of the wind and cold.

The high fever started that night, and Su Peisheng in Tingxue Hall was not idle.

Whenever there was any disturbance in Yixinzhai, he would quietly move behind fourth master and start muttering to himself.

Yinzhen was practicing calligraphy, but under the reminder of Su Peisheng's chirping, he was absent-minded, and now he made typos again and again.

"Noisy, get off!"

After the study room returned to tranquility, the Langhao pen in his hand had long since fainted.

He tossed the pen a little annoyed, and immediately tore up the ink-smeared rice paper.

Pacing back and forth in the study room a little restlessly, he finally stopped by the bookcase and pressed the wrench in his hand to the groove of the bookcase
"Aixinjue Luo Yinzhen, get out of here!"

At this moment, Lan Qier's angry roar suddenly came from outside.

Yinzhen could only regretfully turn around from the secret door of the bookcase and return to the study.

"What's the matter?"

"Here's your divorce papers with Jingui, right now!"

"Madman, Su Peisheng, see off the guests!"

"If you don't write, then the princess will be in a bad mood. When the princess is in a bad mood, she will talk nonsense. Recently, Huang Ama likes to chat with the princess. Tell me about what the princess should say. rise?"

"Oh, up to you!"

Lan Qier and Jingui are close friends, if she wants to watch Jingui become a widow, go ahead.

"You two are not suitable, why should you torture each other until your hair turns white?"

Lan Qi'er angrily smashed the teacup brought by Su Peisheng towards Yinzhen's feet.

"That's between me and her. Niu Hulu is my concubine, Gege. She was born as my woman, and if she dies, she can only be my ghost!"

"That's enough. If it wasn't for your self-righteousness back then, thinking that you could cheat the world, and how you got caught everywhere, if Jingui didn't take Minchun in, you would take me in!"

With the current situation of the abolished prince, anyway, it is a broken pot, and he will not let go of the opportunity to bring down Yinzhen.

"If you take him in, it won't be as simple as your concubine Niu Hulu being demoted to concubine Gege!"

Both Jingui and Yinzhen have a problem, they don't like to explain, they like to keep everything in their hearts.

In the past few days, I heard that the cold war between Jingui and Yinzhen seemed to be getting worse, Lan Qier finally couldn't sit still.

(End of this chapter)