The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack: The Evil King's Doctor Consort's Ent

Chapter 84 Apology

The Emperor was furious, his lips curling into a cold, menacing look. Gu Lingzhi saw that Mo Jiuxiao was about to leave, so she quickly followed him.

The two walked out of the imperial study one after the other, completely disregarding the rules.

Mo Jinghan felt a chill run down his spine. Although he was also well-versed in martial arts, compared to Mo Jiuxiao, who had spent many years on the battlefield, he was simply a novice.

Just now, Mo Jiuxiao had grabbed his neck, and the other party's killing intent seemed to seep out from his body, making him covered in cold sweat.

Even though he knew that Mo Jiuxiao wouldn't dare kill him in front of everyone, Mo Jinghan was still greatly surprised.

Seeing his father's expression, he silently knelt on the ground: "Father, it seems you made a mistake in this matter."

A tiger is a tiger; even when caged, it can still eat people.

A cold glint flashed in the Emperor's eyes, and he suddenly turned his gaze to Mo Jinghan: "I will naturally give the Ninth Prince an explanation for this matter. Go back and have Gu Fuling personally apologize to the two of them. If they are not satisfied, they shall not leave!"

Mo Jinghan's eyes widened: "Father!"

His tone was somewhat agitated, even containing a hint of worry, but he saw that the emperor's face was extremely cold and hard: "Although I believe what you said, what Gu said is very true. Once there are too many coincidences, then they are no longer coincidences."

Upon hearing this, Mo Jinghan broke out in a cold sweat. He realized that he had clearly lost the battle between the two.

"Your subject obeys. I will make Fuling apologize when I return. However, Your Majesty, please consider that Fuling is carrying the imperial heir and do not make things too difficult for her."

The old emperor raised his eyes, a hint of weariness in them, the light in his eyes dimming. He waved his hand, "After all, he is my grandson, so I will naturally take good care of him. But this charade must come to an end, mustn't it?"

Those shrewd and sharp eyes seemed to see right through Mo Jinghan.

Mo Jinghan quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet those eyes.

Although the current emperor is old, he is not senile; otherwise, he would not have survived the power struggle of yesteryear.

Mo Jinghan felt his mouth was dry. The farce that Gu Fuling had created had finally ended with their retreat.

"Father, rest assured, your son will handle this matter properly."

Mo Jinghan left the palace with a gloomy aura, his face expressionless.

Gu Fuling was still waiting for good news from Mo Jinghan, but when she saw Mo Jinghan's expression after returning to the mansion, her heart skipped a beat.

She quickly got out of bed and walked to Mo Jinghan: "Jinghan, how is it? Has the Emperor dealt with that Gu Zhi?"

It was still late, and the stars were scattered outside, the moonlight enchanting.

Gu Fuling stood barefoot on the ground, wearing only a thin shirt, with a look of confusion on her face.

Mo Jinghan naturally grasped her wrist, lowered his head, and a thoughtful look crossed his handsome face: "Fuling, go to the palace to apologize first thing tomorrow morning."

Gu Fuling was startled and immediately took a step back. Her face was pale, and her lips trembled slightly: "What did you say? You want me to apologize to a lowly commoner?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Jinghan frowned. He turned his head, his eyes filled with determination: "Fuling, although I don't know why you keep going against an ordinary commoner, don't forget that behind this commoner stands the powerful Ninth Prince, who holds immense military power."

"I……"

Gu Fuling paused, her whole body stiffening.

She knew this, of course. When she first provoked him, she had already included the Ninth Prince in her plans. But as it turned out, her schemes were nothing to that man.

She pondered deeply and finally came to her senses, but a deep sense of resentment lingered in her heart: "I will apologize, but I will not admit defeat. He's just a man. I don't believe that Ninth Prince would only like that ordinary-looking man."

She was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She also had an indelible grudge against Gu Zhi, which meant that they could never be friends from the very beginning.

Now that Gu Zhi has been wrongly accused, Gu Fuling has lost both her wife and her army, and has suffered for nothing.

Mo Jinghan suddenly tightened his grip, looking at her with a serious expression: "That may be true, but you are pregnant now. After the child is born, this will be our greatest guarantee. Don't act rashly again, understand?"

Gu Fuling understood the meaning behind Mo Jinghan's words and hesitated for a moment.

However, she still nodded obediently: "Yes, Fuling knows."

In the instant she lowered her head, a glint of light flashed in Gu Fuling's eyes, concealing a deep sense of calculation.

……

Having finally gotten some rest, Gu Lingzhi slept soundly until dawn, only getting out of her comfortable bed when the sun was high in the sky.

Rubbing her slightly sore lower back, Gu Lingzhi couldn't help but rub her slightly sore temples.

Mo Jiuxiao clearly went to bed later than her, but he always got up earlier than her. Gu Lingzhi had to admire his excellent stamina.

Opening her dark eyes, Gu Lingzhi felt that the courtyard was too quiet. She dressed and left the room. As soon as she pushed open the door, she saw a maid standing guard outside: "Young master, the Third Prince's Consort has been standing outside the courtyard with her people all morning. Would you like to see her?"

Gu Lingzhi was slightly taken aback: "Gu Fuling?"

The maid nodded, and Gu Lingzhi frowned immediately. Yesterday's events were still fresh in her mind. Gu Fuling had tried to frame them, and Mo Jinghan had even been taught a lesson by Mo Jiuxiao. Now that she had suddenly come looking for them, who knew what she wanted to do?

"And what about your prince?"

"The prince went to the backyard to practice martial arts early this morning and instructed me to wait here to tell the young master about this matter and ask him how to handle it."

Gu Lingzhi slowly straightened her clothes, then walked outside with her hands behind her back: "Go and give the orders. Of course I want to see him."

The maidservant quickly went outside to deliver the message, while Gu Lingzhi sat alone in a pavilion not far away.

Not long after, Gu Fuling, dressed in a long, bright red peony dress, was helped in from outside by two maids, her face somewhat pale.

She lowered her eyes and spoke softly, her entire demeanor exuding a different aura.

Gu Fuling stopped in front of Gu Lingzhi, gently raised her head, and saw that only Gu Lingzhi was sitting there. A look of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Where is Ninth Prince Uncle?"

Gu Lingzhi raised an eyebrow: "With Ninth Prince Uncle not here, is Third Prince's Consort alright?"

Gu Fuling withdrew her gaze and gently bowed to Gu Lingzhi: "Fuling has come to apologize to Ninth Prince. I shouldn't have done such a foolish thing last night. I hope Ninth Prince can forgive me."

A faint sneer appeared on Gu Lingzhi's lips. Gu Fuling really knew how to flatter herself. "Ninth Prince Uncle doesn't need your apology. The one who needs it is me. Since the Third Prince's Consort is so insincere, please leave."

"you……"

A flash of anger crossed Gu Fuling's eyes. She slowly raised her chin, her eyes filled with arrogance: "Don't forget, I am now carrying the imperial heir and have a noble status. What right do you have to ask me to apologize to you?"

Gu Fuling glanced indifferently at her abdomen: "The imperial offspring are only important if they can be born. If they can't, what's the point?"

Her words struck a nerve with Gu Fuling, whose face paled instantly. Even though she tried to suppress her emotions, she showed an unnaturalness that was different from usual.

"You are cursing the imperial heirs! If this were to happen before the Emperor, he would surely sentence you to death!"

Gu Lingzhi stood up, having lost all interest in wasting time here: "In that case, please leave, Your Highness!"

Her expression suddenly turned cold as she brushed past Gu Fuling.

Gu Fuling was furious that she couldn't stand it anymore, but seeing that Gu Lingzhi was even more resolute than her, she knew she had met her match: "I can apologize for framing you last night!"

She gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot. "I've said what I wanted to say. Let's go!"

Gu Lingzhi laughed: "Your method of apologizing is truly eye-opening, but what exactly does an apology that even the person involved cannot forgive mean?"

Gu Fuling sensed a hidden meaning in Gu Lingzhi's words: "What exactly do you want?"

She trembled with rage, and even the maids following behind her were indignant. Gu Lingzhi glanced at their expressions and gently raised her chin: "I want you to kneel before me and apologize. Only then can I feel your sincerity, right?"

Gu Fuling's eyes widened in disbelief that Gu Lingzhi would make such a request: "You... don't go too far, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what? It was His Majesty who ordered you to apologize, not me. If the Third Prince's Consort doesn't apologize today, that's fine, but I will definitely start with this matter, investigate it to the end, and expose the truth to the public. I will let everyone see that the current Third Prince's Consort is a scheming, malicious person who likes to frame others!"

"shut up!"

Gu Fuling's face was bruised and cracked, and the color in the corners of her lips had faded completely.

She rushed forward excitedly, raising her hand to slap Gu Lingzhi across the face.

Gu Lingzhi suddenly grabbed her wrist, her eyelashes slightly lowered, and a faint, cold smile appeared on her lips.

She exerted force suddenly, and Gu Lingzhi cried out in pain. Under Gu Lingzhi's pressure, her legs instantly fell to the ground.

"Miss!"

The maids guarding Gu Fuling were terrified and tried to rush over to rescue Gu Fuling from Gu Lingzhi's clutches.

But Gu Lingzhi wasn't about to give these people a chance, and her fingers tightened again.

Gu Fuling trembled all over in pain, sweat rolling down her face. "How dare you be so disrespectful to me!"

She shouted loudly, but Gu Lingzhi remained unmoved.

"Third Prince's Consort, is this how you show your sincerity? However, I feel it's still not enough."

A hint of malice was hidden in Gu Lingzhi's eyes.

At that moment, the maids rushed forward together.