God favors the troublemaker, and the protagonist is forced to become evil

Zhao Zezhou was in a bad mood. He didn't like the feeling of being out of control.

Zining was called up, rubbed his eyes and washed, then was brought in front of Zhao Zezhou.

Zhao Zezhou was in a much better mood at the moment, drinking tea calmly. But that woman was really weird. I asked someone to check her information yesterday, but there was no such person?

Isn't it? Zi Ning was an illegal resident in the capital. Her vicious stepmother didn't even register her. She spent her whole life in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, never leaving the mansion, and finally died in a mass grave.

There is no need for household registration at all.

"Now you can tell me your conditions."

Zining walked towards Zhao Zezhou with a smile and sat down beside him. Behind him stood the shadow guards, who had become his personal bodyguards.

"Your Highness, please tell me what you want me to do first." Zi Ning is well versed in the rules of negotiation, and she must be the dominant one.

Zhao Zezhou did not answer immediately after hearing this. He continued to drink his tea slowly. He did not rush until the tea was finished. He put the teacup back on the table and then spoke slowly.

"From now on, you must serve me closely until I recover from my illness, and then you can leave."

Zining listened carefully; such a request was within her expectations.

"Yes, Your Highness, I agree with you. I want to be with Your Highness more often."

Zhao Zezhou felt a little strange when he heard her words, but he couldn't find any fault with them. Perhaps, she was confessing in a weird tone?

"Okay, tell me your conditions." Zhao Zezhou wanted to return to Beijing immediately. This trip to western Hunan was not without gain.

"I want to be His Highness's only wife, and His Highness will welcome me into the East Palace as the Crown Princess."

She wants both fame and fortune.

"you!"

What a big tone, what a big ambition.

Zhao Zezhou was shocked by Zining's plot, which he had never thought of. He already had a fiancée, Zhang Yining, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo. Their wedding date was one year later.

He and Zhang Yining were childhood sweethearts. Although he had never been in love with her, she was definitely a qualified princess consort.

This woman in front of me has an unknown origin and humble background. How did she become the Crown Princess?

But I want her to serve me for a long time, and I have had close contact with her, so it would be unreasonable not to give her a formal status.

However, giving her the position of Liang Di is already polite, and you even want to covet the position of Crown Princess!

"Okay." Zhao Zezhou agreed.

He was actually a little afraid of Zi Ning. After all, she was too mysterious. If he didn't satisfy her, he might no longer have his antidote.

Just promise her first. By then, if someone dies accidentally in the East Palace, it won’t be a big deal.

Doctor Zhuge said that the poison he had been infected with would shorten his life, and after ten years, the poison would become more severe and he would eventually die in pain.

But the position of Crown Princess is granted to her.

A gentleman does not regret, he has gains and losses, he saves.

"Okay, Your Highness the Crown Prince is a straightforward man. After we return to the capital, I'll trouble Your Highness the Crown Prince to announce it to the world. Then, I'll call you husband as a sign of respect." Zi Ning smiled cunningly and complacently, her neck slightly tilted forward, like a little fox who had succeeded in her conspiracy.

"This prince is a man of his words. What's your name?"

"Husband, just call me Zining. You can also call me Ningning, my wife."

"You! Shameless!" Zhao Zezhou's face turned red. He had never seen such a bold woman.

I really don’t know what to say!

In this way, Zhao Zezhou and Zining set out on the journey back to Beijing.

Ying Yi and Ying Er were driving the carriage in front, while Zhan Zhao was sitting in the carriage serving them.

“Your Highness, we will be able to meet up with Divine Doctor Zhuge in half a day.” Zhan Zhao reported.

Zhao Zezhou closed his eyes and did not respond.

Zining sat quietly beside Zhao Zezhou, thinking about the arrangements after returning to Beijing.

"Hmm..." Zhao Zezhou's body was still weak, and he groaned in pain from time to time.

Zining noticed his strangeness and sat closer. She also stretched out her right hand and held Zhao Zezhou's left hand, interlocking their fingers.

Zhao Zezhou was not in the mood to care about the little movements of the woman next to him, but because of Zi Ning's actions, his pain was relieved a lot, so he did not shake off Zi Ning's hand and acquiesced to her behavior.

Zhan Zhao naturally saw the interaction between the two. He secretly sighed at Zi Ning's initiative and was surprised at His Highness's indulgence. However, this was not something that a personal guard like him could comment on, so he pretended that he saw nothing.

Zhao Zezhou's expression remained unchanged, but he was uneasy in his heart. He didn't expect that the woman next to him could have such a miraculous effect, but it would definitely not be a good thing in the long run.

Keep her first and wait for the consultation with Zhuge Divine Doctor. He didn't believe that the world was so big that he really couldn't be cured.

The carriage drove to a small path in the forest, and after more than ten miles, it would enter the official road. The forest was deep and quiet, with tall trees blocking the sun, and there was a faint rustling sound coming from the side, as if it was an animal walking in the forest.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhan Zhao and Zhao Zezhou in the carriage suddenly showed cold eyes, picked up the weapons beside them and entered a state of alert.

Soon, sounds of fighting were heard outside the carriage, and the clanging of weapons could be heard continuously.

But soon, calm was restored outside and the carriage continued to move forward quickly.

It was only a distance of more than ten miles, and generally speaking, one could reach the official road in an hour, but Zi Ning felt that it was impossible today.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid something happened in the capital!" Zhan Zhao looked at Zhao Zezhou seriously.

The sounds of fighting outside seemed very intense. Along the way, Zhao Zezhou and his group had encountered five waves of assassinations.

"The fuss made in this search for medicine is too big." The fact that Zhao Zezhou was poisoned was concealed so well that even the emperor did not know about it.

Now, those people wanted to take his life while he was at his weakest due to the poisoning.

Moreover, his good brother and younger brother probably also knew that he had failed to find the medicine this time.

Zi Ning listened to their conversation and learned some of the situation. This trip back to Beijing might not be peaceful.

This forest is the only way to leave Xiangxi, and it is also the best opportunity for those people to kill Zhao Zezhou here.

However, Zhao Zezhou traveled cautiously and brought many guards and shadow guards with him, so they did not succeed.

"Xiangxi...is Prince Jing." Zhan Zhao looked at Zhao Zezhou, waiting for his instructions.

In just over a dozen miles, they encountered five waves of assassinations in succession. The person behind it was probably nearby, deploying his troops.

However, it does not rule out the possibility that others may take advantage of the situation.

As the sky gradually darkened, the night fog became thicker, making it impossible to tell the direction and making it difficult to travel.

There may be miasma in the forest. If you go too deep into it, you may not be able to survive.

Although it was the sixteenth tonight, Zhao Zezhou, who had been poisoned by the Gu, was still in unbearable pain, and his complexion became worse and worse.

"Your Highness!" Zhan Zhao shouted worriedly when he saw that Zhao Zezhou was about to faint from the pain.

Zhan Zhao was worried. There were fewer and fewer guards outside, and he was afraid that they could not withstand such repeated assassinations. He had to find a way.

"Miss, you... Madam, please save His Highness."