Spoiling a Good Young Wife

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But what does this dark-clothed girl have to do with Rou'er?

Right now, in a house on the outskirts of the city, a man in a fang mask was sitting on a stone bench while playing a strand of red sandalwood beads in his hand.

“Are you telling the truth?”

"That's absolutely right. Qi Rui and Princess Xiao were sitting in a private room. Although I don't see any intimate behavior on the surface, but I don't know it personally."

It seemed like there were quite a number of people staring at Su Zijin.

"It's a good job. Go and receive the gift."

"Yes." Yeah." The man ignored the hesitant look on the messenger's face. He knows what he's doing. Since this was the result that the man wanted, he would definitely achieve it.

“Eleven, has the last letter been sent?”

"If you want to reply, I will personally go to Huimin Palace to pick up the letter paper and look at the envelope opened by Su Zijin with my own eyes. There will be no mistakes."

After hearing this, the man did not feel happy but instead frowned. Now that his letter had been sent, why did Su Zijin not have any response at all? I really don't understand what this woman is thinking. Looks like I'll have to do something else.

"Eleven, let Hanshuang find a way to tell the good relationship between Qi Rui and Su Zijin to Xue Zhan. Remember not to overdo it, as it will arouse suspicion. Just say it more ambiguously. Remember too, don't tell the guy about this."

"I understand." As soon as he got the order, he turned around and left the courtyard. He had been following his master for ten years. He had also witnessed his master loving that person for ten years. He really did not know when such a life would end.

The man rubbed the beads in his hands with gentleness in his eyes, this was a gift from the man on his fifteenth birthday.

Patina on her beads was full and attractive, exuding the impression of time, and it seemed that the owner was very fond of her.

If it knew it would be like this, it would be better to let that person marry the sixth prince. The man sighed softly. Although the sixth prince was not a good person, with his attention, he could always keep his glory for the rest of his life.

However, the sixth prince was not calm enough, and his attitude towards the throne was too obvious. Right now, it should not allow such a person to be around, and sooner or later it will start cleaning up.

In the eyes of the emperor, compared to the throne, the relationship between father and son was not worth mentioning. If the sixth prince rebelled rashly, how could he, as the sixth prince's concubine, end up well.

In the end, he had to kill the sixth prince. Although the reputation of the man was affected, but life finally regained its composure, and he no longer had to worry.

But he did not expect Xue Zhan, who left four years ago, to return. To be honest, Xue Zhan was indeed quite good, but there was an additional Su Zijin in the middle. Right now, there was no room for the past, and he was worried that his identity would not be hidden for long, he had to carefully use indirect means to inflame the relationship of the two.

He would definitely give that person what he wanted with both hands, even if it meant sacrificing himself. Today was destined to be a restless day, and the eighth prince's residence was getting messy.

"Eighth Prince, you cannot ignore me. I'm a promising son, so you can't just crush him like this." Although Tingwei was not of high rank, he possessed a lot of real strength. This Mr. Tingwei was also a famous figure in Kyoto, now that he was kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down his face, the people watching could not bear it. However, his own affairs were known to his family. Tingwei had many twists and turns in his heart.

Well, he knew, even though the eighth prince ascended the throne in the future, an insignificant official like him would not benefit much. It was better to find a way to make his master feel a little guilty, and his future life would be much easier.

Wasn't that just a waste of a useless child? As long as his eldest son was still around, the Tingwei House would be a success someday. Therefore, Tingwei tried desperately to splash dirty water on the second prince, as long as this matter was related to the seizure of the throne.

"Eighth Prince, my family has always been faithful. That's why he doesn't like my family for this. I wonder if the people around His Majesty will be smart in the future." Mr. Ting Wei is very intelligent.

The person behind the scenes didn't say much, some of which Tingwei said straight to the point, if he were to talk too much, he would be suspected of deliberately inciting.

Sure enough, the countenance of the eighth prince's countenance changed slightly. Did the second brother really do it? It's not impossible. He did not give any face to Xue Zhan when he had to send an army a few days ago. Is this to solve future problems? This issue needs to be carefully considered. And after careful consideration, he should not cold-hearted the ministers who followed him.

The Eighth Prince kicked down the table and then personally helped the kneeling minister to stand up.

"Mr Tingwei, rest assured that this king will uphold justice for you. The most important thing at the moment was young master Ling's injury. The middle palace had already ordered Madam Jiang to look for a Chinese surgeon, and go to the house, if there are much-needed medicinal ingredients, Mr. Tingwei need not be polite."

After hearing this, Wei Ting knelt down again, prostrating with tears in his eyes.

After escorting Tingwei, the Eighth Prince called his entire guest over, he always felt that there was something strange about this matter.

Prince Xiao's House. "You can stay here and recover peacefully. No one dared to come to our palace to arrest anyone. If you need anything, just ask." Su Zijin brought the woman a humanitarian. He had no intention of interfering in the pursuit But somehow, he felt in love with this girl at first sight, so he invited her to his house.

The woman did not hesitate and only followed the person she had met for the first time. In fact, he has no destination. If not for Su Zijin, he might not be alive today. Although he was cold, he was not an ungrateful person, he was just waiting and waiting for it.

"You haven't told me your name?"

"Chu Ling."

“please Miss Ling'er, then rest first and we won't bother you." Su Zijin left the guest room knowingly. As he looked at the girl's appearance earlier, many thoughts flashed through his mind, but he found that he was determined to return to drawing. Right now, ideas are very important.

Maybe the tree or stone he saw could be an idea for the designer. Chu Ling gave him such a feeling today. Maybe he really brought back a treasure.

Seeing that everyone had left, Chu Ling could no longer endure and fell onto the bed. He gritted his teeth and loosened his clenched palm, and blood came out drop by drop along his handcuffs. In order to escape, he had to close some large acupuncture points on his body to prevent excessive blood flow and loss of consciousness. Now in a safe place, he hurriedly healed himself.