match made in heaven
Why does Dongfang Jing feel that these words are familiar.
——The concubine Zhongli's family, birth date restrains mother, character restrains father, appearance restrains son, fate restrains husband! The prince should push this marriage, right? !
——It’s okay, this king has no father, no mother, and no children. He was born with a ghost, a match made in heaven.
On the day of her wedding with Zongzheng Fusu, she wore a filial piety, and he seemed to have said similar things... But the tone at that time was so different from now that she even felt that behind this mysterious ghost mask, there was a completely different secret. Two people!
Thinking of this, Dongfang Jing thought of the man who broke into her boudoir half a year ago under the guise of the ghost king to heal her broken leg... what was his name? Murong Qianjue, the Murong who admired her face, the eternally beautiful Qianjue.
"Is there a brother in the prince's family?" She unconsciously tightened her clothes, frowned and stared at Zongzheng Fusu's eyes, "Brothers who are similar in shape to the prince?"
Zongzheng Fusu's eyes suddenly tightened, and there was a dangerous aura in the dark pupils. He thought she had noticed his identity, and replied in a low hoarse voice, "No. The princess must be forgetful. The day you married this king Today, this king said that this king was born with a ghost, and I am the only one left in the family."
"No?" Dongfang Jing frowned, feeling more and more confused. At the beginning, she was not familiar with Zongzheng Fusu, so naturally she didn't need to investigate who Murong Qianjue was, but now Zongzheng Fusu and she are already grasshoppers in the same boat, how could they not find out the truth
"En." Zongzheng Fusu looked up at her deeply, and shook his head helplessly after a long time, "I don't want to lie to you or lie casually about some things, so don't forget them. Wait until the right time." , I will tell you myself."
"Okay." Dongfang Jing nodded seriously. Since the acquaintance, these are the most sincere words Zongzheng Fusu has ever said to her. Just at that moment, she seemed to smell something familiar from him. It's just that that kind of thought flashed by, as smart as her, it was too late to catch it.
Prince's House.
After a fire, the entire warehouse was in a mess, all the books, bank notes, and all combustibles were burned to ashes.
The housekeeper and all the servants and guards knelt in front of the study, waiting for interrogation!
"Tell me! Who actually set this fire?!" Yu Chimo stared at the more than 30 servants in front of him, furious, "Stand up, I will give you a whole corpse!"
"No slaves!" Everyone answered in unison.
"No?! None of you set fire to this wet prince's mansion, which caught fire for no reason?! Heh..." Yu Chimo sneered, "Don't forget that when the warehouse was on fire, the guards were blocking the killer bees and killing the prince The mansion is tightly surrounded, and it is impossible for outsiders to come in! There must be spies among you!"
"His Royal Highness, spare your life, Your Highness, calm down!" Everyone responded in unison.
"What? No one admits it?" Yu Chimo pulled out the long sword at his side, with a stern look on his face, "I will give you a time to burn incense. If no one admits it, I will kill all of you and return the crown prince's house." A Qingming!"
"Master...Master...Master..." With the support of the imperial doctor, Huaying walked into the study slowly, with difficulty in pronouncing, "This is a premeditated... It's Princess Gong's premeditated plan! Master must not be impulsive...killing innocent people in vain...Maybe, she has already It's time to figure out the next step!"
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