Quick Wear: The Stunning Beauty is Forbidden to Be Pampered

Chapter 162 World 3: The Emperor Who Has No Heir Seizes His Minister’s Wife (41)

"I'm just watching and looking forward to your end, hahahahahaha."

After the princess finished laughing, when she stopped, she saw Xie Changling staring at her. His eyes were like those of a wild wolf, green and scary.

The longer she stared, the more creepy she found it. It was the hottest time of the year, but she felt her whole body was cold and she couldn't help shivering.

"Look at what I am doing. Isn't what I said the truth? Humph, you are a lost dog."

The eldest princess's attitude now was completely different from what it was in front of Xiao Jin just now. She began to become vicious.

She wanted to constantly stimulate Xie Changling. This was her only chance. She wanted to make Xie Changling unable to bear it, and it would be best if he swallowed the gold and committed suicide!

"I really admire you. Not everyone has the opportunity to sell their wife for fame, but——"

The eldest princess deliberately prolonged the last syllable to pave the way for what was to come.

She could see that Xie Changling cared about Song Lingxi. If he focused on Song Lingxi, the effect would definitely be greatly increased.

"What a pity. I remember that Miss Song drank too much. She must be unconscious now. If she sobers up..."

"Drinking, drunk?"

Xie Changling finally understood why they were able to succeed. His Xier loved him so much that it was impossible for her to seduce the emperor on her own initiative.

Moreover, even if the emperor wanted to force her, Xier would not just sit there and do nothing. She would definitely shout for help and even struggle violently.

As for those little maids, Xie Changling knew that they were of no use. It would be easy for either the Emperor or the people from the Princess's Mansion to deal with them.

He was still wondering how Xier could willingly throw herself into the emperor's arms. Now, thinking about it, it was all planned by the eldest princess.

Taking advantage of Xier's drunkenness, he sent her to a remote courtyard and then led the emperor there, and everything went smoothly.

"It's you, it's you who killed my Xi'er!"

Xie Changling endured the pain and tried to stand up. Yes, the eldest princess took action, but because his physical condition was too weak and he had not yet recovered, he was too weak to do it.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Xie, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you should just hang on with your body in this condition and don't waste your time on some good girl."

The eldest princess laughed at him rudely. She didn't mean to beat a man who was down and out, but she wanted to make Xie Changling unable to bear the blow and preferably commit suicide.

"Miss Song is lucky to have escaped from the sea of ​​suffering and to follow the emperor in the future. If nothing else, at least her health is a hundred times better than yours. So, you should thank me!"

Xie Changling's veins popped up when he heard this, and his fists clenched tightly. He felt unwilling to listen to the princess's humiliation!

"You useless thing, Master Xie. If I were you, I would have died to apologize for my sins. Maybe Miss Song would even shed a few tears for you."

After the princess finished speaking, she left this sentence and left with her people. Only the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion were left in the side hall.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Xie Changling's personal servant Liu Zhuang hurriedly helped the man up. He was heartbroken because his master had done nothing wrong, but he had to bear all the consequences.

"To see my mother."

However, Xie Changling dodged his hand and climbed up from the ground by himself. His voice was terribly hoarse and the injuries on his body were heartbreaking to look at.

"But sir, your injury——"

Liu Zhuang wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Xie Changling: "Don't worry about me, go see my mother."

The servant had no choice but to obey Xie Changling's orders. After checking, he found that the Prime Minister's wife was just unconscious. He breathed a sigh of relief and reported to Xie Changling.

"Sir, the lady must have been drugged. Her breathing is even and there is nothing wrong with her."

Xie Changling nodded, and then called a group of people to carry the Prime Minister's wife onto the carriage: "Let's go back to the mansion."

What Xie Changling didn't know was that an incense stick of time ago, Song Lingxi was wrapped tightly and carried to the carriage by Xiao Jin. They had just set off and were only a few steps behind him.

And he missed the last time he saw Song Lingxi, and when they met again, everything had changed.

……

Prime Minister's House.

Xie Changling had the prime minister's wife sent to the main courtyard and asked Liu Zhuang to invite the palace physician.

He was carried on someone's back to Qingfeng Garden, where he locked the door and did not allow anyone to come in.

Xie Changling looked at the familiar house, Xier's dressing table, and the scented sachet she prepared for him, which was only half embroidered...

As I watched, my face became moist. Why, why was God so unfair? Why did he take my Xier away?

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the silver scissors in the sewing box. His eyes fixed and the eldest princess' words kept repeating in his mind.

"If you die sooner, Miss Song might even shed one or two more tears for you."

Will I really shed two more tears?

As if possessed by a demon, he uncontrollably reached for the sewing box, took out the sharp scissors, and pointed them at his abdomen.

Just as he was about to stab, he suddenly saw Song Lingxi's sketch, which was the pattern on the brocade bag embroidered by Xier for him.

but--

Not only are there patterns, but there are also the clear words "Changling Fujun" written on it. Although it's not very beautiful, it's very clean and you can tell that the person who wrote it put a lot of thought into it.

As he looked at the words, his fingers holding the paper trembled, and suddenly tears flowed like rain and he burst into tears.

The scissors in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he no longer had the will to die.

He can't die, he can't die yet!

At least, save Xier!

……

royal palace.

Fengyi Palace.

When Song Lingxi woke up, it was already completely dark, but Fengyi Palace was still brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

"water--"

Song Lingxi felt very thirsty. She was sitting on a big stove and couldn't find any water anywhere.

"Here, the water is coming."

Suddenly, a gentle yet low male voice sounded in her ears. The voice was unfamiliar and not familiar to Song Lingxi.

Song Lingxi, sensing something strange, slowly opened her eyes. Her long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and the moment she opened her eyes, it seemed as if millions of stars were shining.

Xiao Jin couldn't help but stare at her in a daze. He felt that the person in front of him was pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at her, and his heart in his chest kept beating fast.

But at this moment, Xiao Jin was a little nervous. He was afraid that Song Lingxi would resist him, and he was also afraid that he was not young and handsome enough. What if he displeased Xier?

Thirty-two, more than a generation older than Xier. Others of her age would have already had children.

"who are you?"

Just when Xiao Jin was nervous and worried, Song Lingxi blinked. Her watery eyes reflected his reflection clearly. She asked the stranger curiously.

"Thank you for the water."

Song Lingxi was so thirsty that when she opened her eyes she saw this stranger handing her water. Without thinking, she took it and drank it all.

Xiao Jin had never seen such a lively person before, especially one who looked so much like him. Whatever she did made Xiao Jin happy.

"I am Xiao Jin, the emperor of this dynasty."

Xiao Jin no longer hesitated and started to introduce himself directly. However, before he could finish, he saw Song Lingxi choking on the water.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough."

"You, ahem, are Emperor Xiao Jin!"

Song Lingxi almost choked on the water in her mouth. Why did she see Xiao Jin as soon as she opened her eyes? Emperor, are you serious?

Moreover, Song Lingxi recalled that just now, she seemed to have received the tea handed to her by the emperor himself. This, this, this, will she really not be beheaded?

When she came to her senses, she didn't care about anything else and just knelt on the bed and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Your Majesty, please spare my life. I, uh, I am guilty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

She was wearing a red gauze dress, her curves were vaguely visible, and the quilt on her body slid down, revealing her most enchanting and charming figure.

The red and white are intertwined, giving people a great visual impact and causing Xiao Jin's body to react unconsciously.

Song Lingxi knelt down and kowtowed, and the red bellyband around her waist slipped down to her chest. Her slender waistline and the high raised part set off each other, forming the most perfect arc.

Song Lingxi was so nervous at the moment that she only remembered to pay her respects to the emperor. She didn't even have time to investigate the abnormality on her body and could only apologize in a hurry.

Because of this, she did not notice that with her every move, Xiao Jin's eyes became darker and darker, and even the atmosphere changed quietly.

"Xier~"

Xiao Jin couldn't bear it any longer and pulled the beauty in front of him into his arms. The veil on her body also slipped off, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

"Ah - Your Majesty -"

Song Lingxi was unexpectedly bumped into Xiao Jin's arms. Her small and fragile nose touched his chest, and she immediately burst into tears in pain.

"Why are you crying? Does it hurt?"

This made Xiao Jin very distressed, but his tone was always cold and hard, so his tone and actions when coaxing people were not very natural.

He was obviously extremely anxious, but his words came out very stiffly, more like he was threatening Song Lingxi that he would drag her out and chop her to pieces if she cried again.

Song Lingxi's eyes were already tearful, and she looked like she was about to cry, but after being threatened by the man, she couldn't help herself and burst into tears.

"do not Cry."

Xiao Jin no longer had any other thoughts at this moment. He never thought that just because he spoke in a harsh tone, this delicate little thing couldn't stand it and started crying bitterly, which made him feel depressed.

"Your Majesty, I am guilty, wow...I deserve to die——"

"Shut up!"

Xiao Jin was already in a bad mood because of her crying, and when he heard her calling him a common woman, his forehead ached when he thought of this person's identity.

The emperor was furious. If things went wrong, he would lose his head. Especially since Song Lingxi still remembered that Xiao Jin had executed hundreds of officials in her previous life.

Although he was a corrupt official, there was no precedent in this dynasty for killing civil officials. Therefore, after Xiao Heng succeeded to the throne, under his instigation, many people called Xiao Jin a foolish and tyrannical ruler.

Now, Xiao Jin roared at her. Was it that she would also be executed in the next step?

Song Lingxi was frightened by her own imagination. Her whole body began to tremble and her little face turned pale instantly, which made Xiao Jin frown.

"Your Majesty, please don't kill me."

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