A silly girl is reborn, and a ruthless prince loves her

night.

Because he didn't come back in time and missed the good opportunity to catch the tourmaline python, Ning Chen was punished to kneel at the door of the room. Finally, he was called into the room at dusk.

"Are you guilty?"

The speaker did not raise his head and concentrated on painting, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

"I am guilty!" Ning Chen's numb knees knelt down again.

As for the crime, Ning Chen didn't explain it, and Xuanyuan Zhengcheng didn't point it out, but both of them knew it.

He felt guilty towards Mo An.

Back then, Mo An and he were brothers, and one time after being drunk, he told him the recipe of Wushan realgar without any precautions.

Now, he was using Wushan Realgar's influence on the Tourmaline Python to kill the second prince.

So even though he came back early, he deliberately delayed his appearance and failed to show up. His plan to harm the third prince failed. He was guilty!

"Now that you know your guilt, you should know what to do." Xuanyuan Zhengcheng's face was expressionless, he raised his hand slightly, dipped the pen tip in his hand full of ink, and continued to draw with his head down.

Ning Chen's expression changed slightly when he heard this. Without hesitation, he took out the dagger from his waist and cut off the little finger of his left hand decisively and brutally.

"Well……"

Ning Chen held his hand that was bleeding profusely and just groaned softly, without any other sound.

The third prince was kind to his brothers. Today, it was indeed his fault, and he deserved to have his fingers cut off as punishment.

Xuanyuan Zhengcheng continued to paint calmly and was indifferent to what Ning Chen did. He neither asked him to retreat nor asked him to bandage.

In the end, Mochou couldn't stand it anymore and simply bandaged him with a handkerchief.

"Third Prince, Ning Chen will be responsible for guarding the back door tomorrow. Should he be allowed to..." Mochou tried to plead for him.

It's not that she doesn't know Ning Chen's feelings for her, it's just that she already has a crush on her and can't respond to Ning Chen's feelings.

She is not a hard-hearted person. She has been with the third prince for five years and is not familiar with the place. If Ning Chen had not given her convenience and guidance in every aspect, she would not have had the chance to get close to the third prince.

Mo Chou comforted herself in her heart. This time she begged for mercy for him, just as a way of repaying his care for many years.

She had no idea how much her unintentional act shocked Ning Chen's heart.

As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the pain of severed fingers is unbearable. It's not that Ning Chen can't feel the pain, but that he has been numb to the pain for so many years of living without eyesight.

But there was never another time, like this time, Ning Chen wished that he could be injured more seriously so that he could gain more sympathy from her.

"Chou'er, you're right, I didn't think well." At this time, Xuanyuan Zhengcheng had finished painting, washed his hands in the basin, put his arm around Mochou's shoulders, kissed her delicate face, and looked at her. But the mystery fell on Ning Chen.

"Ning Chen, you go down and have a good rest. Tomorrow we will gather everyone to help me catch turtles in a jar."

Ning Chen took a deep look at the shy woman leaning in Xuanyuan Zhengcheng's arms. He could only swallow the bitterness in his heart and speak out his concerns calmly.

"The third prince must not take it lightly. Although the entire Chunfeng Pavilion is under your surveillance, the second prince is treacherous by nature, so we still have to guard against him."

"Tomorrow, Ning Xi and I will lead half of our troops to ambush in the backyard. We still need to place our people at other exits..."

Ning Chen is not an emotional person. Although he and Mo An have some old feelings, it is not enough to make him betray his master.

What happened today was just an exception, and he would not make the same mistake again.

In the future, he will serve the third prince wholeheartedly.

Xuanyuan Zhengcheng waved his hands, obviously impatient, "Ning Xi fought against the Tourmaline Python and was seriously injured. He can't participate in tomorrow's plan. Just do as I say, don't say more, and stand down!"

The last two words had a hint of sullenness.

"Yes, I am resigning."

Ning Chen was helpless, and finally glanced at the blushing Mochou who was slumped in Xuanyuan Zhengcheng's arms. He walked hastily and fled in a panic from this place that made him feel heartbroken and suffocated.

He clearly saw the third prince's hand reaching under Mochou's skirt...

After the spring tide, Mochou had turned into a puddle of spring water and lay half on the table. Watching Xuanyuan Zhengcheng slowly wiping his slender fingers, thinking that the past few days had been so ridiculous, the temperature on his face felt like fire. It can't go down for a long time.

Inadvertently turning her head, she saw the paintings placed by Xuanyuan Zhengcheng on the table.

The woman in the painting is dressed in green and has a stunningly beautiful appearance, especially her eyes, which are charming and enchanting and seem to drive people crazy for her.

When Mochou wanted to take a closer look, the portrait had already been picked up by Xuanyuan Zhengcheng, rolled up and put into a painting bag.

"Third Prince, she..."

Mochou wanted to ask the identity of the man in the painting, but when he saw Xuanyuan Zhengcheng's cold eyes, he kept his mouth shut knowingly.

Mochou thought that she was wearing a cyan dress on the day when the third prince first felt lust for her. She was sure that the third prince's painting was not her.

Could it be that she is the third prince's sweetheart?

With this understanding, she then thought that the two of them were already so close, and the third prince never really wanted her at the last step.

And every time the third prince was intimate with her, he had to take a shower.

A series of questions are strung together, and the answers are obvious.

The third prince didn't like her, and even hated her in every possible way.

"What are you thinking about?" Xuanyuan Zhengcheng returned to his affectionate look, looking at her pale face, without any intention of explaining, "Help me prepare hot water."

Want water again!

Mochou stood up with a bloodless face, hurriedly arranged her clothes, even forgot to kneel down, and ran out in a daze.

Stepping out of the door, I bumped into Yin's mother who came to ask for compensation.

"Hey, why is Miss Mochou so anxious and asking for water again? Haha."

Mother Yin smiled ambiguously when she saw Mochou's disheveled appearance.

Mo Chou had no time to care about the sarcasm in her words and ran downstairs without looking back.

"Bah, you bitch!"

She spat before knocking on the door of Tianzihao guest room.

When the door was opened again, Yin's mother walked out of the room with a smile on her face, holding a stack of banknotes.

People feel refreshed during happy events, but it is also easy for them to become extremely happy and sad.

Mother Yin had just put the two stacks of silver notes she got today into the box. The moment she turned around, she felt a sharp pain in her wrist and blood spurted out.

"what……"

A pair of fat hands were cut off and fell to the ground. Mother Yin fell straight down without taking a breath.

Mo An wiped the blood-stained blade clean with her clothes before leaving gracefully.

Gee, the second prince treated Miss Yan really unusually. Not only did he let him do such a thing, he also took out the precious jade skin cream to help her apply it.

It seems that there will be a mistress in the house soon.

……

Lan Jinyan knew nothing about what happened in Chunfeng Pavilion, and was walking on the street happily touching her expensive clothes.

She and Xuanyuan Qing walked one after another on the streets crowded with people. Wherever they passed, passers-by would look back.