Chapter 7: Darkness Chencang
Huang Fuchen forced himself to calm down. He really can't be in a hurry to kill Shui Ningyan, otherwise it will make people feel that he wants to kill people as Shui Ningyan said, originally he did plan to do so in his heart, but what he didn't expect was that Shui Ningyan's brain turned so fast and directly debunked his thoughts. But so what, every time he has a tryst with Shui Ningmo, it is very secretive, he is sure that Shui Ningyan can't come up with full evidence, so Shui Ningyan is framing him, and the guilt of framing the prince is not light, when he wants to kill Shui Ningyan, who can have any objection?
"Does King Rui want the little woman to come up with evidence?" Shui Ningyan glanced at Huang Fuchen coldly, his face full of playfulness.
Looking at Huang Fuchen's arrogant appearance now, she is really funny. Does this self-righteous man really think she has no handle?
For some reason, he didn't see the frustrated and panicked expression of the imaginary condensation, and Huang Fuchen suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. But he quickly recovered his mind, presumably he must have planted a few heels in Shui Ningyan's hand so he had cowardice, this time he really didn't believe that Shui Ningyan had the ability to bring him down.
"Isn't the evidence on the prince's body?"
The water condensation smoke fell, just when Huang Fuchen was stunned, the water condensation smoke had taken off a gold silk embroidery sachet from him like lightning, the silk bag was soft and beautiful, the willow branches were embroidered with brown-green colored threads, and the delicate leaves were added with light green and goose yellow silk threads, and the bottom was beaten with brown threads and gold threads, which were exquisite and abnormal.
"Lord Wang, this sachet is embroidered with the word 'ink' with gold thread, and the prince will not know it." Shui Ningyan played with the sachet in his hand, and seemed to smile rather than smile.
The people present couldn't help but look sideways when they heard the words, and sure enough, as the water condensed the smoke said, the corner of the sachet was embroidered with a "ink" word with gold thread. Look at Huang Fuchen at this time, his face was gloomy and angry. The gnashing of teeth was like a wild beast going berserk and trying to swallow the condensation into its belly.
As long as he is not a fool, he can see that Huang Fuchen is annoyed and angry because the truth is exposed by Shui Ningyan. For a while, most people's eyes at Huang Fuchen became meaningful, especially when they were all looking at Huang Fuchen with a mocking look at the talented people who lost to Huang Fuchen just now. They really didn't expect that the talented Ruiwang's character really didn't dare to be complimented.
The situation was reversed for a while, and Shui Ningyan, who was originally spurned, instantly became a victim, and many people cast sympathetic glances at her. Although Shui Ningyan is notorious and indeed unworthy of being the princess of King Rui, King Rui can't know that he has a marriage contract and has to make a private agreement with his fiancée's sister for life.
At this moment, Huang Fuchen was full of strong anger, and his clenched fists made a crisp sound, eager to kill the water in front of him. The surrounding atmosphere seemed to have suddenly become extremely oppressive because of Huang Fuchen's rage.
The water condensation smoke was not affected in the slightest, she stood there with her back straight, full of aura, and her lips were full of mockery. Seeing Huang Fuchen's extremely stinky black face, Shui Ningyan sneered in his heart. Huang Fuchen must never have dreamed that things would evolve to this point.
Coincidentally, when the original owner of the body went to look for Shui Ningmo, Shui Ningmo was embroidering this sachet at the time, and after seeing Shui Ningyan, he hurriedly hid this embroidered sachet. Even so, Shui Ningyan inadvertently noticed the word 'ink' embroidered on the corner of the sachet at that time.
"Lord Wang, this sachet is yours, or should it be returned to its original owner." As he spoke, Shui Ningyan threw the sachet at Huang Fuchen as soon as he stretched out his palm.
Huang Fuchen, who caught the sachet, clenched his big hand, and when the palm was opened again, the original delicate sachet had turned into a ball of powder, and it disappeared immediately after being blown by the wind.
"Oh, Lord Wang, this sachet is Sister Mo's heart." Seeing that Huang Fuchen was not lightly angry, Shui Ningyan was secretly refreshed in his heart, but there was an expression of forbearance and love on his face, "The prince doesn't need to be angry, the so-called twisted melon is not sweet, I Shui Ningyan has already figured it out, and in two or three days, I will enter the palace to ask the emperor to dissolve the marriage contract and fulfill the prince and Sister Mo." ”
As soon as these words came out, Huang Fuchen's face became even more ugly, his anger lingered, and his eyes were full of anger. The others suddenly had a better impression of the water condensation smoke, and they sighed.
Unexpectedly, this water condensation was wrongly paid, and now not only does he not resent the two who are secretly reluctant, but also takes the initiative to dissolve the marriage contract to fulfill his fiancé and his sister. Water condensation smoke is really pitiful!
"Want to break the engagement? Don't even think about it! Huang Fuchen's tone was arrogant and refused.
In the future, he will inherit the throne, if he breaks the marriage contract with Shui Ningyan now and marries Mo'er, he will definitely bear the infamy, losing the hearts of the people means losing the world, and then he will definitely miss the throne. Hmph, Shui Ningyan wants to break off the marriage contract with him, it's just a fool's dream! In order to get the country of Dongli, he must marry Shui Ningyan, and it is a big deal to put this woman into the cold palace in the future.