black belly prince cruel concubine

Chapter 91
Gong Ling shook his drowsy head, and when the dizziness passed, he immediately brushed off the old butler's hand on his arm, snorted coldly with an angry face, and quickly stepped into the yard.He would like to see what kind of person that Princess Ping'an is, who actually made him, a third-rank official of the imperial court, wait for half an hour under the scorching sun!
Zhang Yuelu looked at his angry look, sighed and shook his head, "Hey! What a crime!" After sighing, he immediately flew up to the room like a monkey, and entered Yimo's main room with a few jumps .

In the room, Yi Mo just took a nap, and then stood in front of the desk and concentrated on practicing calligraphy, his movements were as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water, and the fonts were as sharp as green pines and cliffs.

At this time, the butler brought Gong Ling in.

The housekeeper saluted cautiously, "Little master, Mr. Gong is here."

Although Gong Ling was angry in his heart, he still abided by his duty and obeyed the etiquette. He lowered his head and bowed in salute, "Minister Gong Ling is meeting Princess Ping An." He didn't take a second look.

Practicing calligraphy with a brush in ink, it seems that he didn't notice Gong Ling who was bowing and saluting.

Yi Mo didn't make a sound, and Gong Ling didn't dare to stand up hastily, and still maintained the posture of bowing and saluting.

Gong took the lead and stood under the scorching sun for half an hour before, and his body was already uncomfortable, but now he felt backache and leg pain when he bowed his body and stood for less than half a cup of tea.Gong Ling raised his numb arm, and he finally understood that the other party was deliberately giving him a blow.

The shame of being ignored now coupled with the anger just now, no matter how good-tempered Gong Ling is, he couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up straight and shouted angrily, "Princess, what do you mean? I am the official." How can a third-rank official of the imperial court be insulted by you..."

"Insult?" The hand that practiced calligraphy in ink paused, and slowly raised his head, "Is this an insult? What about your son?"

After she reminded her, Gong Ling suddenly remembered what his son did.His face was flushed, and he didn't know how to interface for a moment.Only then did he see clearly the figure standing in front of the desk.How should I put it, I just feel as if I saw the old Lei Ting who was in his youth and wisdom 20 years ago.

The same domineering awe-inspiring!

The same peerless!

Gong Ling's heart sank, his heart was full of complicated feelings, and he finally lowered his posture and said, "Princess, although the dog is guilty, but the crime is not so far! Don't you think it is too much for the princess to ruin the rest of his life!" It is shameless for a woman who has not left the cabinet to order a man to be castrated in public!
Yi Mo put down the pen, raised his eyebrows, said with a meaningful 'oh', and said, "Since Mr. Gong thinks that Ben Gong has done too much, then go too far. But... all eunuchs are eunuchs. Could it be that Mr. Gong still asks Ben to go too far?" Palace to take him back?"

"You!" Gong Ling was in a hurry, his finger pointing at Yi Mo was trembling.

Yi Mo's eyes sharpened, and the whole body's momentum changed suddenly.The snow-white rice paper on the desk was suddenly blown up by a gust of wind and scattered in all directions.

Gong Ling didn't even know what was going on, he just felt a chill on his index finger, followed by a sharp pain in concentration.Then, I saw a bright drop of blood slipping down, and landed with half of my finger!

A piece of snow-white rice paper fluttered down, with a scarlet streak on the sharp edge, and then it fell gently at Gong Ling's feet like a fallen leaf.

Gong Ling's face was pale and painful, covering his fingers, gushing fresh blood flowed down from the crevices of his pet fingers, dripping sticky drops on the snow-white rice paper, red and white intersecting, shocking!

Yi Mo slowly suppressed the hostility in his eyes, and said indifferently, "I don't like people pointing at me."

Gong Ling's horrified eyes revealed the fear in his heart, so unreasonable, so cruel and domineering, so vicious... Gong Ling felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet, and quickly spread throughout his body, even his heart. The dishes are cold.

Before Gong Ling could recover from the shock, another shocking bomb was thrown out.

"I heard that you met Ren Zhehe's people?" The affirmative tone did not allow him to argue.

Gong Ling's head buzzed, and there was a brief blank in his mind. At that moment, he didn't know anything, and he couldn't even feel the pain caused by the severed finger.How could she know the big words hovering in her mind?How did she know!

There was a chill down Gong Ling's back, and layers of cold sweat were forming on his forehead. There was no doubt that she could see everything he did.Gong Ling suddenly felt scared, never before.Even in the face of the old prince who was kind to him back then, he only had respect and no fear, but now...a woman raised in a deep boudoir made him feel the fear he had never felt in his life.

Yi Mo glanced at Gong Ling with a horrified expression, picked up the teacup above the corner of the case, took a sip slowly, and then said, "Suzaku, put away the severed finger on the ground for Mr. Gong. Serve him another cup of tea, press Shocked."

Gong Ling was 'supported' by Zhang Yuelu and sat on the chair. While he was in a daze, his hand was stuffed with a bloody severed finger. The severed finger was wrapped in a snow-white brocade handkerchief, and the scarlet blood seeped through the snow-white brocade handkerchief and stained him. The hot, sticky touch of his palm made him sick from the bottom of his heart.

Suzaku was ordered to bring a cup of hot tea, Zhang Yuelu grinningly took out a mud-colored pill from his bosom, flicked it with his fingers, and it fell into the teacup like a stone sinking into a lake.

Gong Ling's body froze, and his face twisted instantly. Seeing Suzaku bring the teacup in front of him, he couldn't help breathing quickly, and his eyes became even more flustered, "Your Highness, the officials and ministers have not agreed..."

Zhang Yuelu suddenly laughed and said, "Hey! Master Gong, what are you doing? Do you think our master is going to kill you?"

Gong Ling couldn't deny it, he put the medicine in the tea in front of him.

"Oh! It's all my fault. It's my fault that I didn't make it clear." Zhang Yuelu took the tea from Suzaku and handed it to Leader Gong himself, "Master Gong misunderstood. The pill is not a deadly poison. On the contrary, it It is the holy medicine that can relieve your pain and forget your worries."

Gong Ling tremblingly looked at Yimo, who was sitting in a high position, and saw that she was calm and calm and that there was no terrifying hostility in her brows, so he was relieved, kicked the severed finger into his arms with trembling hands, and then picked up the teacup Taking a sip cautiously, the sweet and fragrant tea slid down his throat. The tea seems to have a magical warm current that can stretch the pores of the whole body. Even the blood rushing like a column stopped.

Gong Ling heaved a sigh of relief, but when his eyes touched the awe-inspiring figure above him, there was unconscious awe and fear in his eyes.

The current leader Gong has completely lost the awe-inspiring dignity that he had when he came here before, and he no longer dares to treat Princess Ping An like an ignorant woman and child in a deep boudoir.The arrogance and contempt in his eyes were replaced by fear and trepidation.

Gong Ling understood that his life was held in those palms that looked soft and white but could turn clouds and rain.If the other party has any doubts about his sincerity towards Wang Chuan, the next moment will definitely be the result he never wants to see in his life.

(End of this chapter)