The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 632 It Turned Out to Be an Acting (4)
Knowing that it would take some time for her to wake up after taking the antidote, she still stayed by her side every step of the way, because she didn't want to give her another background.

Boqing seems to have had a very long dream, seeing her own past, and also seeing Boqing's past, slowly picking up the lost ten years.

Wei Wei opened her eyes, the pearl light was a bit dazzling, Wei Wei turned her face to avoid it, but heard a pleasantly surprised voice: "Qing'er, you're awake." The person also fell into a warm embrace.

Facing the facts before his eyes, he slammed his mouth helplessly. After the coma, he fell into a deep sleep for a few days. His throat was so dry that his chest was pressed against his back. With a superimposed hoarse voice, he tried hard to squeeze out a Word - water.

After eating two glasses of water and a bowl of top-grade blood swallow porridge, Boqing finally recovered a bit of her spirit.

Even though her eyes were fixed on the bowl, Mu Zhaoming asked Bo'er to take the porridge away on the grounds that she hadn't eaten for several days and should not eat too much suddenly.

Seeing Mu Zhaoming's expression, a reprimand was inevitable, he lay quietly on the bed, staring at the phoenix eye.

In the end, Mu Zhaoming said helplessly: "You, you just don't let me worry." He took off his shoes and socks and lay down on the bed, gently hugging Boqing into his arms.

Boqing had a sore nose, and said with red circles, "I just don't want to wait another two years, I just want to be by your side." So by setting up this situation, the Huaxia Emperor can send troops openly for this purpose.

"Don't worry, the day of my enthronement is the day of our wedding, and no one can stop us." Mu Zhaoming said flatly.

He never thought that if she was asked to wait for another two years, he could not wait any longer, and wanted to retire from the world with her, live in seclusion, and enjoy himself in the world.

Um!Sniffing and nodding.

A few days later, Boqing's injury fell on Shangguanluo, and under the cooperative medical treatment of Jiang's two, he recovered quickly, and was able to get out of bed, trot and jump lightly.

On this day, Boqing was in the imperial study when Mu Zhaoming was in the imperial study, and Mu Jue walked in and said, "Master, Fancha is in prison, let someone tell you, he wants to see Princess Jinghua."

Putting down the pen in his hand, without waiting for Mu Zhaoming to open his mouth, he said softly, "Get ready, I'll see him in the afternoon." Let's settle the old and new accounts together.

In the dim interrogation room, there is a luxurious carpet, and on the small table carved with exquisite patterns, there are fashionable fruits and a cup of smoking tea.

Bo Qing was dressed in a fine attire, sitting lazily in the chair, and said flatly to the prison chief who had been laughing and laughing all the time, "You all step back."

The cell boss didn't want to say a few more words, but he couldn't match the three-foot Qingfeng in the hands of Zhuyue and Chaixing.

Taking the teacup, she skillfully slid the cup beast without looking at the person opposite, and said indifferently: "All this time, I thought you were just arrogant, conceited, trying to save face, and competitive, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid, stupid incurable."

The voice was very soft, but every sentence pierced Fancha's heart.

If in the past, he had already jumped up and stabbed Boqing with his sword to relieve his hatred, but now he dared not, not only did he not dare, but he also asked Boqing.

Taking a deep breath, he said, "The disaster was caused by me alone. One person is responsible for the other. Please let my father go." In this world, only father is sincere to him.

Baoqing smiled coldly, Fancha was really naive, and said sarcastically: "Let Prince Lian go, I can't find a single reason in this palace, but there are thousands of reasons in this palace to kill him, do you want to hear it?" .”

"What did you say?"

Fan Zhan looked at Boqing in shock, Boqing smiled coldly and said: "Prince Lian conspired to seize the throne. On the battlefield of Daqi, he has been sending people to follow this hall, intending to murder this hall. He only wants to praise you as God, but it's a pity..."

He smiled contemptuously and contemptuously: "Prince Lian himself is too useless, and you are too useless. They are all used by Prince Wuji and the others, and they foolishly fight for Murong Lue and cause trouble for themselves. Stay in trouble."

Fancha's eyes were already dull.

"Remember one thing, you were not killed by this hall, but by stupidity." So stupid that you are looking for your own death.

Bo Qing made a summary of the reasons for their deaths, Fan Chan still instinctively showed his anger, but he couldn't rush over and stab her fiercely like he did back then.

If he could, he would have stabbed her twice back then, if she didn't believe she wouldn't die.

As if guessing what Fancha was thinking, he smiled flirtatiously: "After finishing the calculations before us, let's calculate the accounts from eight years ago. Princess Lu'e's thorn finally reminded this hall that eight years ago, why did you ask for help?" Put me to death."

Fancha's complexion turned pale instantly.

Boqing smiled lightly and said: "You are really wolf-hearted, not as good as a beast, you even killed your own mother."

And she happened to witness the whole process, he wanted to kill herself to silence her!
The picture in my memory is still a childish-faced Fancha, who personally drowned his biological mother, a crazy woman, in the water.

"This sum, the hall will record it for you in the crime."

After the flirtatious talk, if he thought about these things that day, he would definitely not let him live to this day.

Standing up with Shan Shan's hand in hand, he walked out of the interrogation room indifferently, leaving behind the soulless Fanchan, silently looking back at the crimes of the year.

After walking out of the dungeon, she stood in the sunshine and let the sunlight wash away the darkness on her body. She was not kind, but she never thought of harming her dear ones.

Just when I was about to go to the carriage, I saw Mu Zhaoyue, dressed in white, coming on a fast horse, and shouted: "Sister-in-law, it's not good, your beauty is about to give birth, you should go back and have a look."

(End of this chapter)