After the rebirth, the black heart lotus prince said to marry me

Chapter 116 He didn't mess with her, did he?
In the end, although he became his queen, he stayed alone on the wedding night. In order to stabilize the throne, this man took the overall situation into consideration. After the empress got married, the flowers and candles in the bridal chamber went to the imperial concubine. On the day of her death, Empress Ji did not She gave birth to a son and a half daughter, and she was also a poor woman.

However, the many concubines in his harem seem to have no heirs, but she was pregnant before, but she was weak and couldn't keep it...

Sensing that the girl was staring at him, her eyes were still a little cold, Feng Ming couldn't help but feel chills down his spine, he raised his eyes to look at the girl, swallowed, and said, "Qing'er, why are you looking at me like this?"

This look seemed to be looking at a dead person, cold to the bone.

He didn't mess with her! !
Mu Jiuqing stared at him coldly for a moment, didn't hear what he said at all, and his mind was full of the cruel things he did in the previous life.

When he was young, he smiled like a gorgeous peach blossom in February. His appearance was clear and charming, and his temperament was like a green lotus that was not stained by mud.

No one knew that he was actually a terrifying man with a vicious mind and unscrupulous means to achieve his goals.

So she can't relax, she must always be on guard against this man...

"Qing'er?"

Seeing her in a daze, the boy put down his pen and shook his long, fair fingers in front of her eyes.

Mu Jiuqing returned to his senses, his eyes flickered, and he slapped him mercilessly, and said coldly, "Did the princess ask you to stop? Continue writing for the princess. I copied this Buddhist scripture a hundred times. Today I copied it." Don’t finish eating.”

She got up suddenly and took out a thick Buddhist scripture from the bookshelf and threw it to him.

"what…"

Sitting in the study, misfortune fell from the sky.

The Buddhist scriptures fell heavily into his arms, almost knocking him into a daze.

"Qing'er, can you finish copying tomorrow..."

Feng Mingjue held the Buddhist scriptures and followed the girl to the flower hall where she rested in front, saying pitifully.

Such a large volume of Buddhist scriptures, even if he grows two hands, he will not be able to finish copying it. Not to mention a hundred times, he will have to copy it for seven or eight days! !

"No, can you copy it in two days, the envoy from Donglin will come tomorrow, he will definitely see me, then..."

Mu Jiuqing raised his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly, and sneered, "Why, the wings are hardened so soon? I think you will have a backing when the envoys from Donglin arrive in West Chu. Do you dare not listen to the words of the princess?"

Her eyes were extremely cold, Feng Mingjue frowned, and this kind of eyes full of hatred, he didn't do anything, why do you hate him so much!
He felt a throbbing in his heart, and felt that she was secretly suppressing the anger that was about to erupt. If he provoked her again, he would definitely do it, or throw him out directly.

"Qing'er..."

"To shut up!"

Mu Jiuqing reprimanded a little violently and coldly.

The bottom of the young man's eyes sank slightly, and he held the Buddhist scriptures tightly. On the back of his white hands, faint throbbing veins could be seen. Looking at the woman, he took a deep breath and finally said, "Yes, princess."

...

Mu Jiuqing glanced coldly at the young man's figure, and felt upset for a moment, so he simply leaned on the imperial concubine's couch and closed his eyes to sleep, out of sight and out of mind.

This sleep did not wake up until the afternoon and evening, and when he got up, he found that he was covered with a snow-blue coat.

Looking up, I saw the young man in thin white clothes writing Buddhist scriptures in front of the desk.

The clean sleeves were stained with ink, and there were ink on the face and forehead, which made it a little dirty. He raised his shoulders and rubbed his forehead to wipe off the sweat, and then he didn't dare to stop and continue writing. serious.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Feng Mingjue paused slightly and looked up at her, and said with a smile, "Princess, you're awake."

Mu Jiuqing frowned slightly, looked at the papers all over the floor, and his embarrassed appearance, as if he was in a good mood, the corners of his lips curled up, and said, "Well, how many times have you copied it?"

Feng Mingjue wiped off his sweat, looked at the papers all over the floor, and said with some hopelessness, "I didn't copy it all over."

Mu Jiuqing picked up a few pieces of paper with lowered eyes, "Well, then continue copying."

(End of this chapter)