Chapter Ninety-Seven: I Don't

"Like, so the Tatars hate the prince to the core, and they do not hesitate to go all the way to the capital and assassinate him on the street. It's just that I'm unlucky, and I'm implicated and injured by you for no reason, so I'm unlucky! ”

Xie Feiqing's eyes were slightly dark, and he hooked his lips meaningfully: "It's a coincidence, this king was injured by a dark arrow of the same pattern that day, and he lingered on the sickbed for several days." But if you think about it, is it really like the Tatars doing today? ”

Su Yunruo thought for a moment, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this matter was strange.

Not long ago, the Tatars lost their armor in that battle, and because Xie Feiqing was seriously injured on the battlefield, the two sides reluctantly ceased fighting. And looking at those assassins who seem to have been lurking on the side of the street for a long time, if they were really assassins sent by the Tatars, they probably wouldn't have such patience, and it would be better to enter the palace of the King of Chu and assassinate them!

"So you're going to borrow a knife to kill someone? Killing you, and then putting the blame on the heads of the Tatars, this intention is really sinister! ”

He appreciatively bowed: "The princess is smart, looking at the capital, I wish the king was dead, and there are only a few people who dare to do it." ”

It's the one from the East Palace!

They tacitly glanced at each other, and Su Yunruo was about to speak, but there was a gentle knock on the door.

Su Yunrong took a bowl of porridge and a few plates of side dishes, moved the lotus step and walked in slowly, and said in a coquettish voice: "Lord Wang~ Rong'er heard that her sister was injured, and thought that she probably didn't have much appetite, so she specially prepared some porridge and side dishes in person." ”

"Thank you, Miss Su, just let the next person do these little things."

"Ruo'er is my own sister, I feel more sorry than anyone else when she is injured, and I am not at ease if I don't come to see her in person. Lord, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Father, second uncle, and second aunt are all waiting for you in the front hall, why don't you go to dinner first, and I will take care of it. ”

Xie Feiqing smiled politely and detachedly: "The princess is squeamish, if this king leaves at this time, I am afraid that I will cry my nose." I annoyed Miss Su to apologize to Lord Su for this king, and now I am afraid that this king will not be able to pull out of the past. ”

Su Yunrong clenched her teeth, her eyes swelled with thick jealousy, and she forced a smile and said, "The prince feels so sorry for his sister, it's really enviable to see it." Father is also worried about his sister's injury, but his sister's injury is in the shoulder, even if it is his biological father, he has to avoid suspicion, Rong'er is clumsy and afraid that he will not be able to tell his father clearly, so he should ask the prince to tell his father in person, so that his father can rest assured. ”

Su Yunruo hooked his lips with a smile and gently pulled his sleeve: "Since my sister has said so, let's go to the front hall with hard work." ”

He pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay, this king will go back as soon as he goes, if there is anything, you can call Yun Ting and Mama Zhang in, and they will wait outside." ”

Xie Feiqing said a few more words before getting up and leaving, there were only two of them left in the room, and the atmosphere became delicate for a while.

She straightened up, changed to a comfortable position, and raised her eyelashes lazily with one hand on her head: "Sister has done everything possible to separate the prince, do you have something to say to me?" ”

Seeing that Xie Feiqing had walked away, Su Yunrong also took off the disguise on his face, put the porridge bowl on the table and said contemptuously: "Since you asked, then I won't go around in circles." If you are injured like this, you will not be able to serve the prince for a while, the prince is in the prime of life, and there are many people around him. Father's meaning is, let me 'take care' of the prince for you. ”

"The prince is not a three-year-old naughty boy with arms and legs, and he still needs someone else to take care of him? Even if you want to stick to the prince, you have to find a better excuse, right? ”

"You...... That's what my father said! If you have any grievances, just tell your father about it! You colluded with that slut in Lanqi to force your mother to nod and allow Wen to be raised as a flat wife, but this mother said it or forget it! If you get in the way, I guarantee that Wen's coffin will be dug up as it is carried into the ancestral grave! ”

Su Yunruo snorted lightly with disdain, and said lightly: "With such a skill, you still run to me with your eyes and come to talk to me for so long?" You just have to do it, if you look at you too much, I will lose. ”

"What are you proud of? Your current status was snatched from me! If it was me who married the prince that day, what would happen to you? You don't know how to be grateful, you bully me and my mother in every way, you are careful to die and go to hell! ”

"Thank you sister for reminding me, even if you want to go to hell, you must walk in front of me, when the prince was lying on the bed like a living dead, why are you not so diligent as you are now to marry into the Chu Palace?"

Su Yunrong's hands were tightly clenched into two fists, and her carefully trimmed nails were deeply embedded in the palms of several half-moon-shaped marks, and her chest rose and fell violently, eager to tear Su Yunruo's delicate little face to pieces!

She took a deep breath, forced her anger and raised her head coquettishly: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, my father's words have already been brought, and after a while, you remind the prince to go to the back garden, I naturally have a way to make the prince bow down under my pomegranate skirt!" ”

Su Yunruo's heart was a little blocked, and when she thought of the picture of Xie Feiqing and Su Yunrong being alone, she felt a bitter taste in her mouth, she shook her head, hooked her lips provocatively and said word by word: "I, partial, no." ”

"Little slut, don't get an inch! Your dead mother didn't enter the door of the Su family in a dignified manner when she was alive, but she was treated by a flat wife when she died, you should have been grateful to Dade a long time ago! Letting you do this little thing is to give you a chance to repay the favor, don't be ashamed! ”

"My face is pretty good now, so that the prince is particularly fond of it, you should keep the other faces yourself."

"You...... Shameless hoof, I will teach you a good lesson for myself and my mother! ”

Su Yunrong rushed over in anger, stretched out his hand and grabbed her face.

Su Yunruo raised her hand quickly, and was pinching her wrist, and her meridians were clasped with a slight force in her hand.

"Ahh Little slut, what kind of magic did you cast? Hurry up and let me go! Her painful features twisted and she scolded sharply.

"What are you doing? What kind of system? ”

They were making a fuss, Su Qingyuan's voice sounded from outside the door, and when he turned his head, he saw Xie Feiqing walking in slowly with a group of people.

Before Su Yunrong could speak, Su Yunrong shook off her hand, sobbed and hid her face and cried: "My daughter doesn't know what she did wrong, so she let her sister poison me!" My daughter is really wronged......"