Princess he always wanted to murder her husband

"My lord's serious illness has caused me to be confused. My concubine is just a concubine. How can I have the good fortune to be in the same room with my lord?"

Gong Mochen couldn't figure out Su Jin's cold tone now, he just thought he was angry, "Ah Jin, what nonsense are you talking about? What kind of prince and concubine, when did you and I have such a relationship? You are the only one in the backyard, what kind of concubine's room? You are the wife who is being married to your husband!"

Su Jin looked at him in bewilderment.

What the hell?very messy.

Gong Mochen didn't notice the strange look in Su Jin's eyes, and was still babbling, "Yesterday was the day to accompany you back to the house, and that bastard on Liangchen dared to knock me out, so I won't punish him if I look back! I have to prepare something today Go and make amends to my father-in-law, and I don’t know what they will think, if they think you have been bullied by me..."

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "By the way, I got a piece of jade with an excellent color and a good tea set a few days ago, why don't I send it over to make amends, Ah Jin, what do you think?"

Su Jin frowned, "Didn't you give Yao Menglin that thing a long time ago?"

"Who is Yao Menglin? When did I give him a treasure?" Gong Mochen was puzzled.

Seeing him like this, Su Jin didn't know whether he really forgot or pretended to forget. He didn't dare to believe that Gong Mochen's acting skills were superb. He was able to act impeccably at the beginning, and he can naturally do it now.

He simply stopped talking, and he didn't listen to what Gong Mochen said afterwards, just stared at his mattress with his head down.

"I have already ordered someone to clean up the west wing of my courtyard, and I will order someone to take your things there in a while.

You can have nightmares every night you sleep, sweating profusely, and you really don't worry about being alone. You don't let the servants serve you on weekdays. It's too deserted to be here alone. "Gong Mochen stretched out his hand and gently stroked Su Jin's head.

Su Jin shook his hand down irritably, and asked in a deep voice, "I won't let the servant girl serve you?"

"Yes."

"I asked to live in this broken house myself?"

Gong Mochen nodded in disbelief.

Su Jin smiled desolately, put his hand on the knot by his side, and yanked violently, his clothes instantly opened and slid down his shoulders, his white body came into view, Gong Mochen turned his head away "swish", as if a little uncomfortable She said sheepishly, "Ah Jin, this is still—"

Su Jin's voice interrupted him before he finished speaking, "It's also me who made someone whip me twenty lashes with a barbed whip!?"

There seemed to be a hint of grievance in the slightly trembling voice.

These words shocked Gong Mochen, and he turned his head slowly, "What... twenty lashes..." His voice became smaller and smaller afterward.

At some point, Su Jin had turned his back to him. In order to let Gong Mochen see clearly, he even pulled the scattered black hair in front of his body. The criss-crossing scars behind him were like several centipedes lying on a piece of beautiful jade, which looked shocking. It is enough to imagine how painful this scar will be when it is formed.

"I don't know if you really forgot, my lord, or if you are teasing me. I, Su Jin, am a concubine you hate so much, and I am not worthy to be your concubine. There are many wives and concubines in your backyard, and I am just one of them.

On the first night I entered the mansion, I was thrown into this dilapidated house by you, and I stayed alone in the vacant room for more than half a year. The scar on my back was also made by someone who punched me. I dare to ask you, my lord, to make such a disgusting face now. , Who are you showing it to? "Su Jin's final voice rose, already tinged with anger.

He could no longer believe every word of Gong Mochen.