Chapter 9: A Rare Wonderful Man

"Actually, I still want the prince to help the little girl evaluate the theory, why did the little woman sleep peacefully at home, and when she woke up, she was not only injured internally, but also detained for a night for no reason, who should I talk to to reason? What's more, since ancient times, women's names and festivals are more important than their lives, and the little woman was inexplicably abducted and came here, not to mention her reputation, if it spreads out in the future, how can she get married? ”

Listening to her tone, could it be that he was completely relied on by the woman in front of him?

"A good woman's name is more important than her life, but your ability to reverse right and wrong has impressed this king, so sharp and clever, this matter can be so easily prevaricated by you?"

It was the first time that Mu Chenche was angry with a female servant, and he was really a little speechless for such a woman who was used to playing scoundrels.

The man's eyebrows jumped a few times, and his anger rushed straight to his head, so he hurriedly threw her out, so that she could be completely cleaned.

"If you don't confess honestly, this king will punish you!"

Mu Chenche really couldn't bear it, his handsome face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he slammed the table, using too much force, so much that the tea in the teacup spilled out.

At this time, the man just wants to solve this woman as soon as possible, so that he can go out and breathe, and he doesn't want to stay with this woman for a moment.

The steward who was called Fu Bo was not only not frightened by Mu Chenche's majestic momentum at this time, but also covered his mouth and laughed secretly, and the folds on his face were gathered together, like a chrysanthemum suddenly blooming.

He has served the prince for so many years, and this woman is still the first one who can make the prince of their family change his face, and she has changed again and again, constantly provoking the bottom line of his prince, and she is really bold enough, but she is a rare wonderful person.

"Lord Wang, you can't abuse lynching in the house, don't you have to talk about a word in everything, if you don't find out the truth, and give the little woman an innocence, you have to treat the little woman as that fine work, the little woman might as well die on the pillar, and get the ...... with her death."

Outside the main hall, the spring was unexpectedly steep, the cold hit people, and Qiantianxi, who was only wearing a thin dress, pretended to raise his hand and squeeze the placket of his chest that was scattered due to falling to the ground, shivering with cold, his beautiful eyes showed fear, and then he kept sobbing.

The woman raised her eyes slightly, cautiously glanced at Mu Chenche on the main seat, and found that the man in front of her was indifferent at all, isn't this woman who pretends to be weak and pitiful the most able to win the sympathy of men?

Why didn't it work for him?

Qian Tianxi continued to pretend to be pitiful with tears in his eyes, and told Mu Chenche on the throne about his grievances and grievances, which was really sad for the listeners and tears.

The woman secretly rolled her eyes vigorously, sighing that this drama was really a tiring job.

But everyone is not blind, the woman's cold little face was stunned and did not see the slightest tear stain, and she pretended to cry so miserably, did this make them really believe or pretend to believe?

Qian Tingxi secretly thought, if she didn't defend herself, her little life would really have to be explained here, wouldn't that be a waste of this hard-won opportunity.

"It's a good one to retreat as an advance, you are a blatant threat to the king, and you are still acting there when you are dying, and the drama is quite sufficient, it is really difficult for you."

Mu Chenche paused, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and he glanced at the woman on the ground meaningfully, before he said in a mocking tone: "Isn't it a fine work, is it a play?" ”