The Princess Reborn: The Black Belly Mad Doctor

"Come in." Rong Peijin said in a cold voice, and after Ning Su entered the study, she slammed the door shut.

Gu Fengbai, who was one step behind, was stunned for a moment, and took three steps back abruptly, only then did he not get hit on the nose by the closed goalkeeper, "Hey, Pei Jin, I promise not to say a word !"

Gu Fengbai, who was locked outside the study room, protested dissatisfiedly. Unfortunately, the study room was sealed by Rong Peijin with spiritual power. Although Gu Fengbai was an evil doctor, his martial arts cultivation was not good enough, so he could only sit at the door. Gritting her teeth in hatred, she smiled lazily, "Forget it, let you and the little girl talk about love in the study. I won't bother you so ignorantly."

In the study room, Ning Su glanced around, but in the end she still subconsciously stayed on the familiar figure in front of her. For a moment, her sourness was uncontrollable.

In front of the desk, Rong Peijin picked up the Langhao pen, laid out the paper, and quickly copied the spiritual herbs and medicines on the list aside. When the last stroke was written, Rong Peijin frowned, and his face became even colder Chill.

The handwriting on the two pieces of paper is exactly the same, even if they are carefully compared, there is still no difference, even the subtleties are exactly the same, not to mention my subordinates, I am afraid that I think it is my handwriting, Rong Wang raised his head , the gaze in the phoenix eyes was extremely cold, and he said coldly, "Who the hell are you?"

"Ning family, Ning Su." Facing the cold and unfamiliar gaze of King Shang Rong, Ning Su felt uncomfortable for a moment. Maybe she died too fast in her previous life, and it was too late to bury this heart-wrenching relationship. Facing this familiar stern face, my heart still throbbed with pain.

"Do you think this kind of excuse can fool me?" Rong Peijin sneered, with murderous intent in his eyes. Even though he had never paid attention to Ning Su, he could still feel her resistance to him, and there was a kind of provocation everywhere.

"You are a smart man. If we had feuds in the past, you would have hibernated, concealed, and kept a low profile, but you provoked me everywhere. Ning Su, why do you think I dare not kill you? Relying on your beauty? You have to wait until the time when you are spoiled and proud?" This is what Rong Peijin doesn't understand.

Ning Su is definitely not a waste like the rumors outside. On the contrary, she is ruthless, decisive and calm, but she seems to be very resistant to herself, provocative everywhere, and her expression is rebellious.

Be proud of your favor!Four words, every word punishes the heart!Ning Su raised her head suddenly, the expression on her pale paper face was distorted with anger due to the pain, a pang of soreness suddenly rose from her chest, Ning Su clenched her fists fiercely, and pressed her nails deeply into it. In the palm of his hand, the tingling pain prevented Ning Su from losing his composure.

"Prince Rong is too ridiculous! Just based on the same handwriting, you think that I have enmity with you, but I, Ning Su, am only 14 years old and live in the Ning family. I don't think I am qualified to have enmity with you, right? "Under the pain, Ning Su's voice was already sharpened by anger, and his throat seemed to be blocked. If it was not forcibly suppressed, Ning Su could hardly suppress the uncontrollable crying.

A look of astonishment quickly flashed across Rong Pei Jin's cold and frosty face. She was shocked by Ning Su's expression of grief and absolute grief. She felt her heart being torn off for no reason. What made her such a calm person? So out of control.