The killer concubine of the sick prince

"Breaking the rules of the game on such an occasion, Dong Hanlin's upbringing has made you eat like a dog!" Zhao Fuqing approached Dong Anyi step by step, even whispering, "Don't always be whimsical, don't always think about whether you will change it or not. What I can give you, I can naturally take back."

Zhao Fuqing left, ending the commotion without any risk.

Everyone left, but Dong Anyi was still kneeling on the ground, trembling and afraid to raise his head.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty, he actually——

Dong Anyi stood up with the support of her brother, her legs were still so weak that she couldn't walk at all. She glanced at Jiang Jiuyi who was pushing Zhao Ruixi back, with deep fear in her eyes.

And behind this layer of fear, there is deep resentment.

Jiang Jiuyi——

She is a scourge!

She's going to kill her, and these pets will become her again after killing her!

Jiang Jiuyi turned her head as if feeling something, and only saw Dong Anyi being supported by Dong Yiheng.

"what happened?"

Jiang Jiuyi shook her head, "Someone is watching me."

Zhao Ruixi put her backhand on Jiang Jiuyi's hand, "Let's go back."

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Jiang Jiuyi's clothes were torn, and Dong Anyi slapped him directly on his shoulders, revealing a little porcelain-white skin.

Zhao Ruixi took off her cloak and let him wrap it around his shoulders. Jiang Jiuyi took a look and felt that he was making a fuss over a molehill, "It didn't even leak out..."

The blunt words made Zhao Ruixi a headache. He didn't want others to see him at all, but Jiang Jiuyi ignored him, so he turned around and said, "Don't let people recognize the man's identity."

Jiang Jiuyi blinked calmly, reluctantly accepted the reason, took his cloak and put it on.

"There will be riding and shooting later." Zhao Ruixi said, his voice sounded chilly.

He didn't understand what Zhao Ruixi was saying suddenly, so he listened quietly to the next words.

Zhao Ruixi waited for a long time for no response, and when she turned her head, she saw Jiang Jiuyi looking at her seriously, and her cold tone softened instantly, "Why don't you speak?"

"I'm listening to you."

Jiang Jiuyi's tone was calm. If he didn't know that Jiang Jiuyi couldn't turn corners when he spoke, he would just say what he said, and he might still feel that he was mocking himself. Zhao Ruixi slowed down and said, "Will you still participate in the next project?"

Jiang Jiuyi shook her head.

"why?"

"It's boring."

Zhao Ruixi, "..."

Well, that's really a succinct answer.

In the subsequent events, Dong Anyi performed very poorly. Those who were better could be ranked in the fourth or fifth place, and those who were worse, such as riding and archery, which not only tested skills but also tested mentality, were simply at the bottom of the list.

On the contrary, Yun Shaojue has always been stable and took fifth place in every project.

Dong Yiheng stood outside the arena, looking at the heroic red-clothed woman in military uniform, as if he saw the person who once went straight to Qiuziguan without even saying goodbye to him.

Although he and Yun Shaojue have a marriage contract, but they have only met a few times from a distance. what will be the day.

But his idea will never become a reality.

What if this Mianyun girl is her?

Dong Yiheng was startled into a cold sweat by his own thoughts, so how could it be her?

How could Yun Shaojue, who loves and hates clearly, serve in front of Mo Zhe, how could he become a prostitute, how could such a proud person become like Mian Yun, who was submissive, and how could he be with a dude like Ren Yunliang Tangled.

Mo Zhe drove his horse close to Yun Shaojue, with a distant smile in his eyes, "I didn't expect Miss Mianyun to be so admirable, which made Mo Zhe feel a little sad."

After all, Mo Zhe was not from the Central Plains. Although his monotonous tone was rather blunt, it sounded like harsh cynicism.

"Now the slave family belongs to the prince." Yun Shaojue said with a low eyebrow and a calm expression.

"It looks like a pool of calm water, but inside it is indeed a fire burning forever. This prince is really curious, who can break the calm appearance of Miss Mianyun."

The two are very close, and they look very affectionate from a distance.

When pushing Zhao Ruixi out, Jiang Jiuyi saw the two of them whispering together. To be honest, this Mo Zhe was more annoying to him than the sinister Meng Qinghuang.

Not far away, Ren Yunliang was still standing in a daze.

Zhao Ruixi said: "What if the kid from the Ren family wants to be your little uncle?"

Jiang Jiuyi's eyes fell on him brightly, and the meaning was self-evident.

Zhao Ruixi suddenly cursed secretly, if this really happened, he would have to call that guy Ren Yunliang his uncle.

"Tomorrow is the school examination for the men's event, so you have to take a good look."

"why?"

Zhao Ruixi pulled the man into his arms with the hands they shook, "Because your prince is going to go on stage and kill everyone."

Jiang Jiuyi asked again: "Why?"

Previously, Zhao Ruixi escaped the polo match due to injury, why is he going to take the exams for these events now?

"It's better than my beloved concubine having the right to choose. As a miserable prince, I can only participate. If I disobey the oracle, I will be killed." He said that he felt sorry for him, but there was no look of fear on his face.

To put it bluntly, Zhao Fuqing suddenly withdrew his order again, and he was not allowed to be lazy here as a fake sick number, and had to go on a horse race.

Jiang Jiuyi's eyes fell on Zhao Ruixi's left leg which was still wrapped in bandages. If Zhao Ruixi's leg didn't recover quickly due to his blood, Zhao Fuqing's actions might even disable his leg, making him a prince who will never be able to walk for the rest of his life.

He was already a weak and sick man, and he was still crippled. How much did Zhao Fuqing hate him in order to be so ruthless to his son?

Zhao Ruixi stretched out her hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Don't worry about your prince, since I can live to be 21, I can accompany you to live to 91."

91...

This distant name was almost forgotten deep in his memory.

At that moment, Zhao Ruixi suddenly felt panic, as if Jiang Jiuyi in front of him would leave him at any time, and go to a distant place that he could not find or touch.

Like a wisp of smoke, a wisp of fog, it disappears when the wind blows.

Holding Jiang Jiuyi's hand slightly, even though he had asked countless times, he still desperately wanted an affirmative answer, "Are you going?"

Will you leave me alone?

In a daze, Jiang Jiuyi could only feel the increasing force in his hands. He looked down at Zhao Ruixi. This prince, who was always proud and confident, turned out to be as fragile as a flower in a mirror and a moon in water. "Where am I going?"

Zhao Ruixi smiled suddenly, "You don't go there, just stay by my side."

Many years later, when Zhao Ruixi dreamed back at midnight, he could still remember the situation of that day. He always had to lock people tightly in his arms to calm his inner anxiety.

Jiuyi, Jiuyi...

Not even death could separate them.