Looking at Di Qingchen's leaving figure, Qin Mo finally began to panic. After all, she was also the princess of Dali, and Di Qingchen really dared to treat her like this. How dare he, just for a woman.
"Di Qingchen, come back, Your Majesty..." Qin Mo threw away the guard and crawled towards Di Qingchen, shouting in a sad voice.
Zhao Xu put the sword on his waist, looked at Qin Mo who was struggling, and said coldly: "My Lady, you'd better not embarrass me, so as not to make you suffer."
Qin Mo ignored Zhao Xu at all, looked at Di Qingchen's disappearing back, and murmured: "Why are you so cruel to me? I am your first wife. Even if I am not the princess of Dali, I am still your first." Wife, how could you, how could you treat me like this?"
"Take him away." Zhao Xu said to the two guards in a cold voice as he saw Qin Mo not moving at all. The last trace of his patience was worn away.
Soon, the lonely Qin Mo was dragged by the guards to a remote and small palace. It was damp, cold, and even covered with spider webs. The sour smell made the always pampered Qin Mo couldn't help but want to vomit. .
"Let me out, I don't want to live here, let me out." Qin Mo covered his mouth and nose, slammed the door loudly and shouted.
However, all she got in exchange was the sound of the chains rubbing together, which made Qin Mo despair. She slowly squatted down and leaned against the door panel, her hands wrapped around her knees, and her tears finally fell down.
At this moment, Qin Mo really regretted it. She had overestimated her value as Princess Dali and underestimated Ning Jiuwei's influence on Di Qingchen, and now she had ended up like this.
... ... ... ... ..
Ning Jiuwei was lying on the bed with her eyes slightly closed, thinking about the plan for tomorrow night in her mind. Now the snake venom in her body has disappeared, leaving only a little bit left, which has no impact. Qin Mo is also considered complete. Although Melo Xue might not care about eradicating it, it was still a piece of cake. After all, although flies don't bite, they can bite people.
While thinking about it, she suddenly heard a creaking sound coming from the palace door. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Di Qingchen who walked in. At this time, he had already put on a golden dragon robe and seemed to be... Going to have an early morning pilgrimage.
"Jiu Wei, are you feeling better?" Di Qingchen sat on the chair and asked.
Ning Jiu nodded slightly and said, "It's nothing serious. Are you going to go to court in the morning? Isn't it just after the ugly time?"
Di Qingchen smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I didn't go to the morning court, but to the Purple Jade Palace. Qin Mo treats you like this, I can't keep her anymore."
Hearing the cruelty in Di Qingchen's tone, Ning Jiu nodded slightly and said, "I didn't expect her to be so cruel and caught so many poisonous snakes and scorpions. By the way, you kill her." ?”
"Not yet. She has done such a vicious thing. How can I let her go so easily? Since she has found so many poisons, let's treat her in her own way. I have sent people Go look for it, and when you find the poison, she will be executed." Di Qingchen said.
Hearing Di Qingchen's words, Ning Jiu frowned slightly, wondering why Qin Mo wasn't dead yet. In fact, she didn't care how Qin Mo died, as long as she died, but seeing what Di Qingchen meant, she felt a little hateful. , so he chose to let Qin Mo die in such pain.
Seeing that Ning Jiuwei didn't speak for a long time, Di Qingchen thought that Ning Jiuwei was unhappy, so he quickly asked: "Jiuwei, do you think I'm too cruel?"
"No, I just don't think it's necessary. If she wants to die, let her die happily. There's no point in torture." Ning Jiuwei shook her head and said.
After hearing Ning Jiuwei's words, Di Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't think he was too cruel, it would be fine. As for Qin Mo, hum, how could he not let her try the torture and cruel tricks? He had already tolerated her. For many years.
Ning Jiuwei felt a severe headache as soon as she said a few words because the residual poison was not cleared away. She felt dizzy and wanted to sleep. She looked at Di Qingchen's face and said softly: "I'm sleepy."
"Go to sleep, I'll watch you sleep." Di Qingchen smiled and nodded, gently tucking Ning Jiu's quilt.
What happened today really scared Di Qingchen. He thought that Ning Jiuwei might have lost his life in his arms and turned into a cold corpse, unable to speak or laugh. Without a soul, he would have a A feeling of hopelessness.
Now that he is staying by Ning Jiuwei's side, even looking at her sleeping face, he feels his heart swell. Soon, she will be his legitimate wife, and no one will compete with him again.
... ... ... .
Qin Lin was sitting in a courtyard on the outskirts of the city, looking at Mo Yu. His hands suddenly stopped, and he looked at Mo Yu and asked, "Say what you just said again?"
"Fourth Master, the day after tomorrow is the wedding day of Miss Ning and Di Qingchen. My subordinates have just found out from the city. Almost everyone knows that the location is the Temple of Heaven." Mo Yu said.
Hearing Mo Yu's words, Qin Lin narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and said: "I asked why this Emperor Qingchen would separate me from the capital. It turned out that this was his idea. He really did everything possible. "
Mo Yu nodded and said, "Fourth Master, what should we do next? The little princess is still in the palace, and Di Qingchen will not relax his supervision of the little princess."
"I'm worried about this too. If it weren't for Xiao'er, Jiu Wei wouldn't have agreed to marry Di Qingchen. He's such a despicable person." Qin Lin said while suppressing his anger.
Qin Lin looked at the east that was beginning to turn pale. The sun was rising, which meant that they only had one day and one night. If they still couldn't save Jiu Wei at this time, they would never have a chance in the future.
Mo Yu nodded with heavy eyes. He also knew the power of it. He cupped his hands and walked out. The autumn morning was already covered with dew, which soon wetted Mo Yu's clothes.
"Mo Yu, you should find a way to contact Bai Hua right now to see what's going on in the palace. You must be careful and don't alert the enemy." Qin Lin said.
Qin Lin stood up, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the slowly rising sun, and said softly: "Jiu Wei, don't worry, no one can separate us in this life, no one can, even if you forget me , it doesn’t matter, I will let you love me again.”
At this time, Qin Lin was still holding a piece of snow-white letter paper in his hand, with a poem written on it. Looking carefully, it was the same lines that Ning Jiuwei had read before he lost his memory: Ten years of life and death. Without thinking. Unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.