"Miss Hui, after I came back yesterday, my servant asked someone to ask someone. Princess Gong is from Canaan, her surname is Su, and she seems to be called Su Jing. I heard that my ancestors were farmers, and they don't have any background." Lu Qiao's face showed a little bit With a look of regret, "Prince Gong is successful, please return to Beijing to enjoy the blessings together. Unexpectedly, there was a flood in the south of the Yangtze River a while ago. Coincidentally, Princess Gong drowned alive on the road, and she couldn't even find her body! "
"Su Jing, Su Jing..." Dongfang Jing repeated it several times, recalling the scene when Zongzheng helped Su call her "A Jing", she couldn't help but smile in a daze, it turned out that it was just a homonym. People called him "A Jing", but she almost mistook him for Wuyou!
"Miss, miss!" Lu Qiao stretched out her hand and shook Dongfang Jing's face.
Only then did Dongfang Jing come back to her senses and let out a "huh".
"Miss, what happened to you? Ever since you came back from Prince Gong's Mansion, you have been out of your mind!" Lu Qiao tentatively asked, "Then what is there in the main hall of Prince Gong's Mansion that scares you into such a state? !"
Dongfang Jing thought, after experiencing such a desperate disaster, there is probably nothing scary in this world that can really scare her! The only thing that can make her emotional ups and downs is the sound of "A mirror" that seems familiar.
"It's nothing, there is Princess Gong's mourning hall, I was just scared by the coffin." Dongfang Jing explained.
Luqiao nodded thoughtfully, "I can't see that the King of Ghosts, who everyone fears, is actually a seed of infatuation."
Infatuation seed? !
Dongfang Jing couldn't help but snorted coldly, and then groped at him and her, what kind of infatuation could he be? Mostly it's just a lie to gain fame, maybe after ten days and a half months, you will get married again!
Prince Gong's Mansion.
Zongzheng Fusu hugged the jug and sat on the soft couch beside the mourning hall with one leg raised.
Zi Yan came in with the medicine and brought it to him, "Master, this is a medicine made from the thousand-year-old mountain yao flower. It has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying. You can drink some of it."
The man's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and he said a few words coldly, "Take it away! I don't need it!"
After finishing speaking, he raised the jug and poured wine on his own.
Seeing this, Ziyan was so angry that she snatched the flagon from his hand and smashed it in front of him, "You can't come back from death! Master, why should you torture yourself for a cruel woman! Master, don't forget, she It's all her own fault for what happened to her!"
Zongzheng Fusu's eyes turned cold, "Shut up!"
"Zi Yan does not, Zi Yan insists on showing master today what kind of woman you are in love with with all your heart!" After finishing speaking, she escaped from her sleeve and threw a stack of papers to Zongzheng Fusu. In front of him, "This is the evidence of her crime! For three years, for three years, she has written all the master's whereabouts here! Whenever there is a chance to assassinate you, she never gave up!"
Zongzheng Fusu listened casually, and when she finished speaking, he twitched the corners of his mouth in a daze, and asked, "So what?"
Zi Yan was stunned by the question, she didn't know how to answer his words.
It seemed that no matter what the woman did wrong, he could forgive it. Everyone knows that the ghost king is cruel, but they don't know that he can tolerate her to such an extent!
Zongzheng helped Su cherish words like gold, and immediately ended the topic, stood up straight, and asked coldly, "Have you checked the details of that girl?"
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