Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

In the heart nourishing hall, Princess Zhuang and bailifeng Qin knelt on the ground and cried into tears.

Bailifengqin was frightened. The whole person seemed to fall into an ice cellar and felt cold. She never thought that her father and Emperor didn't care about her father and daughter at all. In order to protect the royal family's reputation, she wanted to give up her.

Princess Zhuang wiped her tears and was determined. She had only one daughter. If qin'er was gone, what would it mean to live.

"Your Majesty, Qin Er has suffered so much over the years. She is treated coldly because her legs are incomplete..." Princess Zhuang cried.

A trace of intolerance flashed across the emperor's face.

The eighth princess is his blood. How could he have the heart... But there is nothing he can do about it. If it is publicized, it will undermine the majesty of the royal family.

The emperor no longer went to see them. He was about to wave his hand and ask someone to pull them down.

Just then - there was a buzzing sound in his ears and a sharp pain in his mind. The emperor's face turned white and sweated coldly. The pain became more and more severe, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

The emperor was staggering.

On one side, Ford noticed the abnormality and hurried forward to help, "Your Majesty..."

The emperor's face was pale and very ugly. His whole brain was buzzing. It seemed that countless people were talking in his ears.

"Your majesty!" Ford shouted. Seeing that the emperor's situation was wrong, he immediately called the imperial doctor.

After a while, the emperor's face calmed down, the sharp pain subsided, and the faint sandalwood smell was everywhere. Take a deep breath, and you feel comfortable and relaxed.

"Your Majesty..." Ford looked at the emperor anxiously.

The emperor took a long sigh of relief and waved his hand, "I'm fine."

Princess Zhuang and bailifeng Qin, who knelt in front of her, also looked stunned and looked at the emperor.

The emperor looked at Bai Li Feng Qin and tightened his eyebrows. He had just made up his mind to let the eighth Princess die of illness for the sake of the reputation of the royal family, but... When there was a sharp pain in his mind, there were countless overlapping voices in his ears, which made him hesitate.

Bailifengqin's face was pale and her body kept trembling.

The emperor looked at it for a long time. Finally, he became silent and sighed, "alas."

The poisonous bees in the flower appreciation party were suppressed and nothing was done. No one knew how the poisonous bees appeared. No one dared to mention it. The trouble caused by Princess eight was rarely mentioned.

Jiang Jingshu goes out of the palace and returns to Jiang's house by carriage.

Not long after returning home, Ning LUOQI hurried to hear what happened in the palace and his face became cold. "There is no need to attend such a banquet in the future, and there is no need to go to anything you don't like."

Jiang Jingshu walked over and gently grabbed his hand. "I just want to know what the eighth Princess wants to do. I didn't expect that she would directly hurt her hand..."

Ning LUOQI took Jiang Jingshu into his arms, hugged him tightly and whispered, "with me, you don't have to look at anyone's face, even the prince and princess."

Jiang Jingshu leaned her head on Ning LUOQI's shoulder and whispered.

The next days were very quiet.

The wedding day is approaching.

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On this day, gongs and drums are noisy and petals are flying.

The crackling sound of firecrackers sounded at the door of Jiang's house. It was very lively. The wedding team arrived at the door of Jiang's house.

Ning LUOQI is wearing a red suit and riding a horse. He is tall and straight. The whole person is more handsome. The onlookers can't help but be stunned. They have only heard that young master Ning is incomparably handsome, like a relegated fairy. They didn't expect to be so handsome.

"Here comes the bride!"

I don't know who shouted, and they looked at the door.

Jiang luoan came out with Jiang Jingshu on her back.

Ning LUOQI's eyes looked past and penetrated the crowd. His eyes fell on Jiang Jingshu in his wedding dress for ten thousand years.

He lifted up the corners of his mouth and smiled. His originally handsome face was like the early melting of winter snow, which stunned everyone.

He is finally going to marry shu'er and go home.

Jiang luoan went to the wedding sedan and put down Jiang Jingshu. He turned his head and looked at Ning LUOQI and said, "Lord, shu'er will be handed over to you. We must treat her well in the future. If I dare to let shu'er drop a tear, I Jiang luoan will never be soft."

Ning LUOQI looked at Jiang Jingshu. There was only an arm's distance between them. He could touch it with his hand.

Jiang Jingshu's head was covered with a red veil, her face was slightly lowered, and her half covered red yarn showed a delicate and shy face.

Ning LUOQI looked at her deeply, only her in his eyes.

I want to say too much. Now I don't need to say it.

In the future, he will hold her hand tightly and never let go, nor will he hurt her a little.

This life, the next life, the next life will guard her.

Jiang Jingshu was helped into the wedding sedan by the servant girl, and the curtain fell, blocking their sight.

Ning LUOQI took back his eyes, rode a horse and took Jiang Jingshu to the palace.

In the streets of Beijing, ten miles of red makeup, petals fluttering in the air, very beautiful.

The people came out to see the excitement.

The wedding procession walked across the street to King Jin's house.

At the same time, a sedan chair came out of the palace and was directly carried to Pei's house.

Bailifengqin was wearing a red wedding dress and looked at the cold wedding. She couldn't help crying. She was a beautiful princess, but the wedding day was so poor, as if she were a concubine carried in the door.

The Emperor allowed her to marry Pei Yuan, but she had lost her face before and couldn't do it wantonly. Finally, she decided to let them marry on the day when King Jin got married.

They said they were married, but they just carried people into Pei's house.

Bailifengqin felt wronged, but she could do nothing but twist her handkerchief.

It was her self defeating and exposing her pregnancy that made this happen.

Pei's residence was cold and desolate. Only a few happy words were pasted. There was no happy atmosphere at all. The people in the residence looked strange. They didn't have time to respond. Suddenly, the master became the son-in-law.

A few months after his wife died, the master became a son-in-law

And I heard that Princess eight was pregnant.

The people whispered and looked strange.

When bailifeng Qin entered Pei's house, he heard these broken words, his face turned red and almost jumped.

"Shut up! If anyone dares to talk nonsense, the princess will cut off his head!" bailifeng Qin is arrogant. She was already in a bad mood. She was even more upset when she saw a mess of Pei house.

Pei Yuan came out slowly and saw the arrogant eight princesses with a slightly cold face.

"Princess."

Bailifengqin turned his face and saw Peiyuan. His anger was suppressed. He walked to him and said wrongfully, "my son-in-law... Today is a great day for you and me, but the house is so cold..."

Pei Yuan looked at the eight princesses calmly and said faintly, "Your Majesty said that the grand wedding should not be handled wantonly. You can only wrong the princess."

"But..." bailifengqin pouted, dissatisfied, but helpless.

"Go in." Pei Yuan said quietly. There was no emotion in his voice. He had no emotion for Princess eight, just to use the power of her and Princess Zhuang.

As for the wedding, he didn't want to do it.

"Son-in-law......" bailifeng Qin shouted, but Peiyuan ignored it and turned into the hall. She had no choice but to limp in. Peiyuan didn't help her.

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Another place, King Jin's house.

Jiang Jingshu and Ning Luo finished their worship.

Jiang Jingshu was helped into the house by her maid and sat by the bed waiting for Ning LUOQI to come back.

Until dusk falls and the excitement in the yard dissipates.

Footsteps came outside the door.

With a creak, Ning LUOQI opened the door and came in.

Jiang Jingshu was nervous and subconsciously clenched her clothes.

Ning LUOQI picked up the red cap and stared at her face carefully.

The candlelight danced, and Jiang Jingshu's face was charming against the warm yellow light. She lowered her eyes slightly, her face was shy, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Shu'er..." Ning LUOQI called softly, his voice was low and magnetic.

Jiang Jingshu slightly raised her face and looked at him. It was clear that she could remember the appearance in the depths of her soul, but when she saw him, her heart trembled and couldn't help but be nervous.

"Luo Qi..." Jiang Jingshu shouted softly. After shouting, she suddenly remembered something and paused slightly. Then her face turned red and whispered, "Xianggong..."

Ning Luo Qi's heart trembled when he heard it and couldn't help touching her face.

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "can you shout again..."

I don't know if the atmosphere is too hot. Jiang Jingshu's cheeks are crimson, "... Xianggong."

As soon as the sound fell, it was pushed down.