The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Zhao Xuzhi's reaction to King Ningbei was not surprised, his heart was already cold, but he felt that he was not important enough, so his father, the king, would be so indifferent to him being beaten.

As for the two women, King Ningbei had already sent them away.

On the same day, King Ningbei made the relationship and sent Zhao Xuzhi to the academy.

It wasn't that King Ningbei didn't care about the wound on Zhao Xuzhi's face, but that it was not easy to enter the Royal Academy, whether it was a student or a husband.

His son is young, and it is a bit difficult to be a husband. Now that the new year has just passed, the possibility of a vacancy in the college is relatively high.

Since the son wants to understand the girl and there is a rare vacancy, he naturally has to hurry up.

As for this face...

There are also many good medicines in Fuzhong, and after a few days, he should be able to recover.

After completing the formalities, Zhao Xuzhi can report to the academy in the afternoon.

He wears a silver mask on his face, which looks a little more mysterious. After resting for a whole morning, his waist can finally be barely straightened. As soon as he appeared in the academy, he immediately caused a lot of movement.

There are many talented scholars in the academy.

In terms of appearance, the prince is the best. Compared with the prince, the appearance of the other people is quite inadequate. Among the nobles of the capital, the person who looks close to the prince is the eldest son of King Ningbei.

Now this man has come to the capital, and he has also worked as a painting and calligraphy master.

It's just that everyone is puzzled, this Zhao Xuzhi's face is so beautiful, why should he hide it.

"In the early years, everyone called her the little prince. Although she is not the little prince anymore, she will sooner or later be a county prince. He has a noble status and a good-looking appearance. He has better character, gentle and generous, and never embarrassed him. People, I didn't expect that he would come to our college instead of going to the palace." Qin Liu was very excited, with light in his eyes.

Xie Qiao has dealt with this Zhao Xuzhi. I saw Qin Liu doing this right now and said, "You know people and don't know your heart, you, don't look at people's beauty, you think this person is unparalleled in the world."

"Why? He has a good-looking face and a good heart. Let's take last year's affairs. When King Ning Bei brought people into Beijing, there happened to be a man on the side of the road bullying a woman, King Bei Ning. He didn't show up, only this Zhao Xuzhi showed his face and taught the man a severe lesson!" Qin Liu praised.

Xie Qiao smiled.

Listen, it's a good guy.

but……

Xie Qiao was startled suddenly.

I took out the record in the death shop from my schoolbag, turned a few pages, and saw a last phantom wish I had recently written down.

Xie Qiao remembers that ghost, he only registered during the Chinese New Year.

The male soul also looked righteous and square-looking, but his luck was a little bit worse.

Her wife's love for her natal family was a bit too much, and she actually gave the silver liang that was supposed to send her son to school to the gambling younger brother.

Of course the man felt uncomfortable, but his wife didn't care.

And the husband was anxious, so he went to his wife to settle the accounts.

The two fought in the street. His wife was weak and aroused the sympathy of many people. There was even a noble man who called for his wife...

The nobleman called a guard and put him in jail for a month.

After he came out, his neighbors pointed and pointed, and he was right and wrong.

Most importantly, the man's son died.

The child was also seven years old. He thought he would be able to go to school, but he didn't expect it to be a dead end. His mother didn't care, and his father was in jail. He was laughed at by his friends, and he jumped into a well and died if he couldn't think about it.

Of course, with such a mother, the environment in which this child lives will naturally not be too good.

Jumping the well is also the result of the accumulation of time.

The son died, and his wife stayed at his natal home, but he had nowhere to vent his resentment, so he cut his throat and committed suicide, becoming a wandering lonely soul.