Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 259

"I want to see him!"

In other words, Ning Weiwei was worried that the maid was just fooling herself, so she insisted on following along.

Because the prince ordered Miss Ning not to be angry, and the servants knew that Miss Ning should not be stimulated when she appeared, and they were afraid that they would vomit blood if they were excited, and their lives would be lost.So as long as she insists on coming, no one can stop her.

With the ethereal aura of agarwood, King Jin's bedroom was very quiet.

Xiao Zijun was only wearing a light-colored tunic, just after drinking the medicine, he wiped the medicine juice from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and looked sideways at the fading twilight outside, "How's the situation over there?"

"It is said that Miss Ning is awake, and she is in good spirits."

His eyes were slightly cold, and he nodded, as if he had let go of his heart, just about to lie down and rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, Fuquan hurried in, "My lord, Miss Ning is determined to come...Look at you—"

Fu Quanzhen can speak, and he said that Ning Qingqing's intrusion without asking questions, or that he was asking the teacher for the crime, was said to be worried about the prince's illness.

Sure enough, although the prince felt it suddenly, his complexion improved a lot.

He had already got off the couch, quickly put on his summer boots, and said, "Let her in—"

Before the words were finished, Ning Qingqing had already walked in.

With such a large road, she broke in without resting her breath. At this time, the veil holding the entrance was breathless, her eyes were cold and firm, but she looked very weak.

Xiao Zijuan obviously sensed that something was wrong, he didn't care about himself, and greeted him, "Gently—"

"Why do you bother to come here? If you want to see me, just let me go there."

The people around were a little trembling, and the rest quietly retreated outside.

He stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, but unexpectedly, her shoulder fell into the air.

She was still panting, and said a sentence several times, "My lord... I just want to ask you... can you help me?"

"You say, slow down, don't worry."

"My father has gone... but the people in Ning Mansion are innocent, I want them... to live!"

Hearing this, King Jin's eyes dimmed.

The punishment for the crimes of the nine clans in the Ning Mansion is the will of the emperor, and the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment personally decide. The decree has been made and will never be changed.

"Gently, listen to me, this matter is more difficult—"

"You don't want to?" She stared at him lightly, facing his face like ice and snow blades, she gritted her teeth, "I want Brother Chen to live, and my sister to live. Otherwise, I won't live either."

The voice was weak, but every sentence pierced King Jin's eardrum with force.

Xiao Zijun's expression was slightly startled, some thoughts flashed quickly in his pupils, he nodded, and said softly: "Okay. I promise you."

Ning Qingqing's poisonous eyes flashed hope for a moment, and his tone was a little excited, "Are you serious?"

He saw her shining eyes again, with joy on her face, but even more worry in her heart.

A smile curled up on the corner of his lips, "Otherwise, wouldn't this king's crimes these past few days be in vain?"

It turned out that he really pleaded for himself.

Ning Qingqing let go of the stone in her heart slightly, although it is impossible for the Ning Mansion to exist, it is already a great gift for them to live anyway.

His eyelashes trembled, and hot tears rolled down his face.

Xiao Zijun couldn't help closing his eyes, as if he didn't want to see such a sad light.He once said that the last thing he wanted to see in his life was her crying in front of him.

After a while, he stretched out his hand to help her shoulder again, "Sit down and rest for a while, you will probably be the first one to beg in this way."

Such persuasion did not bring Qing Qing a good face.

"Thank you, my lord, I hope to see my sister as soon as possible."

Seeing King Jin's gloomy expression and refusal, she thought of something again. She hadn't seen her sister for a long time, and she hadn't seen her in prison either.

She panicked and asked anxiously, "Did something happen to my sister?!"

"Don't think about it. You'll see."

King Jin's expression was calm and positive, and he helped her to sit down, "I promise you, and you also promise me, don't think about it, don't get excited, and take good care of your body. The matter has come to this point, although I, Xiao Zijun, can't ask for your favor." I understand, but I hope you don't hurt yourself. Your body is the most important thing."

"Then when will I see my sister?"

"It will take seven or eight days at the earliest."

"So long? Will nothing happen to her?"

"It's going to be all right, trust me. But getting her out of jail is a bit of a hassle."

"What about Qingchen?"

"Qingchen is in the army and has not been implicated yet."

He nodded slightly, as if he was satisfied with Xiao Zijun's answer, but he suddenly became suspicious again.

"Why is it so troublesome for my sister to get out of prison? But I can stay here safely."

Xiao Zijun narrowed his pupils slightly, as if he was looking for some reason to persuade her, the girl looked at him without pause, and for a moment he lost his train of thought.

Suddenly the girl nodded, as if she had figured out the reason.

"Could it be that you also used Xiao Zizhan's excuse?"

Xiao Zijun frowned slightly, but he understood what she meant in an instant.

It's okay not to mention it, but when he thought of what the second child did to her in prison that day, he felt angry inside.

If it was possible, the sword might have pierced at that moment.

His expression changed suddenly, he got up suddenly, went to the side with his back to her, and stood with his hands behind his back.

He couldn't calm down.

After a long time, he calmed down, turned around and walked back, his eyes stopped on her pale and helpless face, and he asked, "Are you willing?"

She was dumbfounded and more and more puzzled.How could he fool the people in the palace by saying that he was pregnant?

As far as she knows, there are detailed records in the palace about the concubine's favor, pregnancy or even miscarriage, and no falsification or omission is allowed in any of these items.With my status as a criminal, don't I need someone to check whether I am pregnant or not?

She slowly lifted up the armhole, and the ghougong sand was lying there safely.Because Xiao Zijuan arrived in time that day, Xiao Zizhan did not succeed.

His eyes were fixed on the sand guarding the palace, a little absent-minded.

He entered the palace and begged his father to pardon Ning Qingqing, so he didn't use any excuse of being an heir.Not to mention it was too late, what's more, he knew that it was impossible for Yining to accept himself in his bad mood, not to mention that she was weak, how could she conceive a child.

"Stay by my side—" He stared at her with a light tone, "When you recover, we will have a baby."

Only then did you know that he did not save himself in the name of his heir.

She deliberately didn't think about his words in her mind, and only asked, "Is sister okay?"

"I've asked someone to take care of her, don't worry."

He stretched out his hand to hold her slender hand, "Gently, stay with me well, my heart for you has not changed at all."

The corners of her lips twitched slightly, as if she could squeeze out a smile, but she couldn't.

She opened her mouth, as if it was extremely difficult to make such a decision, and finally she said: "If they are all good, I will promise you."

Xiao Zijun slowly hugged her into his arms, and she did not object, and obediently snuggled into his arms.

It's a compromise.

Each other's hearts have different calculations.

Xiao Zijun knew that the road between them was far away.

From the very beginning, Qingqing used her life to force him to agree.He knew that she could reluctantly agree because she hoped that he could do what he said.

(End of this chapter)