The Concubine's Conspiracy: Rebirth of the Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 94
Marrying a cripple, probably no woman in this world would not mind, right?

Luo Wuyou sneered in his heart, the world of mortals is so vast, look, all living beings are actually so superficial, and they all judge people by their appearance.

Worldly and mundane, born in the mundane, grew up in the mundane, you can't escape the word mundane!
Even when she married Nangong Jingyu in her previous life, she was not attracted by his appearance, so that she fell so quickly. Of course, she was ignorant of world affairs at that time, and faced with a deep-minded person like Nangong Jingyu , how could he be his opponent?

The corner of her mouth turned into a sneer, and Luo Wuyou's eyes flashed a moment of amazement, those things had become a passing cloud, but those pains were still engraved in her heart, indelible.

Let her be unforgettable forever!

Qi Yan, who was driving outside the carriage, really wanted to cry to death at the moment, this little aunt is in a hurry to find death, does she really have nine lives or something?
How dare you despise the master so much? Although the master is not in good health, they are the only ones in the Rongwang Mansion in Daqin. As a concubine, if she can marry someone like the master, it will be burned in the past ten lifetimes. High fragrance, okay?

Thanks to his master rushing to rescue her, she still belittled his master like that. If the master is not angry, he is almost dying of anger, wishing he could give her a good whipping with a riding whip.

Qi Yan was anxious and angry, but Rong Di, who was sitting upright in the carriage, had a slight curve on her red lips on top of her beautiful face, gently, lightly, almost subtle visible.

But it appears so real before people's eyes that people can't ignore it, as if a flowery garden suddenly appeared on the top of a glacier thousands of miles away.

Colorful the endless pale, and gray.

"What are you laughing at?" I have never seen a man smile before, but I don't want this smile, but it seems to light up thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, occupying the brilliance of the world, making people afraid to look at it.

A trace of amazement flashed in Luo Wuyou's eyes, she asked softly, her tone slightly puzzled, she didn't understand why at this moment, this man who had always been conceited and lofty had already been belittled to the dust by others, He could still laugh.

"Smile, of course I'm laughing at you, you really are so superficial, but..." Rong Di's smile disappeared instantly, his eyes turned slightly, and he looked at Luo Wuyou: "Since you hate me so much, then if I don't harm you , isn't it a bit unreasonable?"

He paused, then said: "I am disabled, bad at walking, and crippled, and you are superficial, vicious, and vicious. Speaking of which, don't you think that we are a perfect match? So, Luo Wuyou, in this life You want to escape from my Wuzhi Mountain, don't think about it anymore, you, Luo Wuyou, are destined to be my Rongdi's person in life, and Rongdi's ghost in death, even if you go to hell, I will hold you Together."

Since we met, this is the longest sentence a man has said, but it is also the one that makes Luo Wuyou want to vomit old blood. Dare she say so much, but it's all for nothing. Isn't this man mentally ill?

"King Rong, I don't understand, why are you staring at Wuyou to death?" Luo Wuyou gritted her teeth in anger. After her rebirth, she never thought of having a relationship with a man, let alone wanting to have a relationship with a man. get married.

But inexplicably, he saved someone once, but he lost the rest of his life!
Living is his person, and death is his ghost. Even if he goes to hell, he will be dragged along with him. Doesn't he know that she crawled out of hell, how could she let herself fall back to hell.

"why?"

Rong Di whispered, his eyes suddenly drifted out of the window, why?In fact, he didn't know why.

"Perhaps it's because of boredom!"

Life is too peaceful, and being alone is too boring, so boring that it looks like a pool of stagnant water.

Therefore, he wanted to see if she could splash even the slightest wave in that pool of stagnant water!
Luo Wuyou looked at Rong Di with her phoenix eyes, but she couldn't see through the man's expression, and she didn't know whether his words were true or not, nor did she know what his answer meant.

Pursing his lips, Luo Wuyou felt a little funny in his heart, laughing at himself as ridiculous, he really didn't understand, what kind of anger was he getting at?What are you arguing with him?Even if there is a result, what's the point?
After all, this man only has one year to live. One year is enough to change too many things, and it is enough to end too many things.

"Rongdi, your body, you should understand that my proposal on that day is still valid, but my conditions need to be modified. I can find a way to cure you, but in the future, the bridge between us will return." Bridge, way back, think about it for yourself!"

After a long time, Luo Wuyou spoke softly.

That day at the Prime Minister's Mansion, she used this to blackmail Rong Di and take An'er away, but at that time, Rong Di did not say anything, nor did she agree. Instead, it was Qi Yan who made the decision for Rong Di. , in Qi Yan's own name.

Therefore, their agreement naturally cannot be counted.

It's not that Luo Wuyou doesn't want to admit it, but that if she doesn't get her cooperation, even if she wants to treat him, it's impossible.

Master once said: Even if a doctor has thousands of wonderful prescriptions, the patient's cooperation is needed to achieve the healing effect.

In this regard, she also deeply agrees.

Rong Di glanced at Luo Wuyou, his eyes were slightly closed. Although he didn't speak, Luo Wuyou keenly felt that the air pressure around him had dropped a little bit, just like talking about this topic in the prime minister's mansion that day.

"I said, I die, you die, so what does it matter if it is cured or not?"

The corner of his mouth curled into a faint mockery, and the man's low voice was like a feather passing by Luo Wuyou's ears, and soon drifted into the air.

After finishing speaking, Rong Di closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Luo Wuyou stared at the man's face. In the deep pupils, the bright eyes were bright and dark. If he died, she would not be able to live. So, what does it matter if he is cured or not?
His tone seemed to reveal a feeling of seeing through life and death, as if he was saying, what does it matter if he lives or not, Luo Wuyou didn't understand why this high-ranking man would have such emotions and thoughts?

What the hell is going on, a person who has no desire to survive?
Just because he's crippled?

In her previous life, even when faced with such a predicament, she never thought about dying, because there was a force that supported her all the time, and that was hatred and concern for Ye Er'er.

Later, Ye'er died, in front of her, and she watched helplessly.

But she never thought about dying, because that power was still supporting her, but that power became pure, leaving only hatred, the only thing left was hatred.

Perhaps, it was because of her undying heart that she used that fragment of the scroll in exchange for a rebirth in this life?

Thinking of that fragmented scroll, Luo Wuyou's eyes flickered slightly. She didn't know whether her rebirth had something to do with that fragmented scroll, but no matter what, she would get that fragmented scroll again.

Never let it fall into the wrong hands...

The carriage was driving slowly, Qi Yan sat on the shaft, his ears moved slightly, feeling the silence in the carriage, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid, his master was furious.

Shoot that little girl to death, but it seems that his worry is just superfluous?

……

Unlike Luo Wuyou, who was enjoying quiet thinking at this time, the pot in Dongyan Academy had already exploded.

The news of Yang Yi's injury naturally spread back to Lord Zhen Guo's mansion. Lord Zhen Guo and Yang Yi's father rushed to Dongkuo Academy with a large group of people.

At the same time, the Prime Minister's Mansion also got the news, and Luo Bingshu and Yong Zhao also led people to rush over.

Poor Yang Yi was left there for a long time, and he didn't get the old doctor's treatment until Luo Wuyou left. After waking up, he had to face the fact that he had been nunnery.

For a long time, the future son of the Duke of Zhenguo, who was held in the palm of his father's generation, finally couldn't bear the blow, and passed out again when he looked at his stuff in the nunnery.

Lord Yang Shuo and Yang Yi's father, Yang Zhanpeng, saw his grandson (son) in such a miserable state, he almost knocked down the entire Dongyan Academy.

It was learned from the police that the three men who murdered had all died due to excessive indulgence, and even the maid of the prime minister's mansion was tortured to death.

The two of them held their breath in their chests and had nowhere to vent it. In addition, Yang Qianqian made up a lot of facts by embellishing them. The Zhen Guo Gong's government directly pointed the finger at Luo Xian'er and the Prime Minister's house.

"Luo Bingshu, my grandson was destroyed by the people of your prime minister's mansion. If your prime minister's mansion doesn't give an explanation to my town duke's mansion, don't blame the old man for bringing iron cavalry to level your prime minister's mansion!"

As soon as Luo Bingshu and Yong Zhao arrived at Donggu Academy, they were surrounded by the Zhuyuan led by Yang Shuo, the Lord of the Town. .

Being cut off from descendants this time is undoubtedly tantamount to being cut off from the incense. How could he swallow this breath, and besides, he felt that he was the victim in this matter.

Therefore, Luo Bingshu and Yong Zhao were not given any face.

So what about the princess, and what about the prime minister, even if this matter is brought up in front of the emperor, it is he who is responsible for the government of the country. Could it be that the emperor still favors them in public?

Yong Zhao glanced at the aggrieved Luo Xian'er next to him, a trace of coldness flashed across his dignified and beautiful face, and his eyes were filled with a deep look of hatred for iron.

She worked hard to pave the way for her, so that one day she could enter the main palace and fulfill the only wish in her life, but she betrayed her, but she didn't take her own reputation seriously.

To stab her again and again!
"My lord, what you said is wrong. Although the maidservant is from my Xiangfu, she is already dead, and there is no proof of death. Who can prove that Young Master Yang was injured by this maidservant?"

Luo Bingshu was also very angry, he said in a deep voice: "Besides, Detective Lin has already searched, but he did not find the murder weapon in this room. This person is dead, so it is possible that they can still take the weapon away. Can't you hide it?"

"Also, this is the resting place for the female students of the college. How did Mr. Yang appear here? He is a big living person, and he has long legs. It is impossible for someone else to bring him here? The truth is very strange, he is a man, what is the purpose of coming to the women's dormitory of Zhuyuan?"

"There are so many doubts in this that haven't been clarified yet. Are you a bit too hasty to assume that it was done by people in my prime minister's mansion? Besides, my maidservant in the prime minister's mansion was killed here, and these three men are How did you get here?"

Whether it was the prime minister or not, Luo Bingshu quickly discovered the loophole in this matter.

Yang Yi was injured, but the murder weapon was not at the scene. This is also a huge loophole, and this place is indeed a women's dormitory. A man coming out here is already arousing suspicion.

On the side, Yang Qianqian, who had been wiping her tears all the time, heard this, but her body trembled involuntarily, and a guilty conscience flashed in her eyes, although she tried her best to conceal it, it disappeared in an instant.

However, it still failed to escape someone's eyes.

(End of this chapter)