The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

Chapter 223 Returning to the House 09
"What's going on?" King Rong seemed to have lost his patience, frowning tightly and looking at Nie Zhaoyang.

"This..." Nie Zhaoyang muttered, but still refused to speak.

"You!" King Rong has been leading troops to fight outside all year round, and he is used to being vigorous and decisive. Seeing Nie Zhaoyang's twitching, he was immediately displeased.

"Don't worry, my lord, it's the concubine." Seeing that King Rong looked displeased, Aunt Yue stood up, spoke softly, and signaled to King Rong with her eyes.

"You all go down." Understanding Aunt Yue's eyes, King Rong raised his hand and waved, and all the maids in the room retreated, leaving only King Rong, Da Furen, Aunt Yue and Nie Zhaoyang .

"Now we can talk about it, what's going on?" King Rong looked at Aunt Wangyue and then at Nie Zhaoyang.

"Don't be angry, Daddy, Zhaoyang said it was right, but now that the matter is over, Daddy must not get angry." Nie Zhaoyang was waiting for this moment, and suddenly his knees softened, and he bowed down to King Rong and the eldest lady.

"Speak as you speak, what are you doing? You still have a wound on your head, get up!" The lady hurriedly stretched out her hand, so Nie Zhaoyang stood up with half a push.

Aunt Yue got up and slowly came to Nie Zhaoyang's side. The mother and daughter stood side by side in front of King Rong and the Da Furen, singing and talking in detail about what had happened in Shangshu's mansion before.

When it came to the end, Nie Zhaoyang was already silent because of shame and fear, so Aunt Yue added fuel and vinegar to Nie Zhaoyang's deduction.

Following Aunt Yue's narration, King Rong's complexion became more and more ugly, and Da Furen's eyes flickered, and the expression on her face was sometimes surprised and sometimes nervous.

"This Li Cunying is really deceiving people too much!"

Hearing that someone in Shangshu's mansion deliberately designed Nie Zhaoyang to force marriage, King Rong finally couldn't bear it and became furious. He raised his hand and slapped it heavily on the red sandalwood table next to him. Shallow palm prints.

"Daddy calm down, it's Zhaoyang's fault, daddy calm down." Nie Zhaoyang's eyes turned red quickly, and he grabbed King Rong's palm with both hands to check carefully for any injuries, with an aggrieved but filial look.

"You are so stupid, you are so stupid, you are obviously being bullied, but you are still holding back. If the prince didn't ask such an extra question today, would you actually plan to swallow this big grievance?"

Seeing that King Rong was really angry, the eldest lady also frowned, looked at Nie Zhaoyang and reprimanded in a low voice, both angry and distressed.

"Mother calm down, Zhaoyang is just thinking that since the matter is over, he doesn't want to make father and mother angry." Nie Zhaoyang carefully checked King Rong's palm, seeing that the five fingers were in good order, he let go of Rong. Wang's palm, said aggrievedly.

"Prince and Madam, please calm down, the reason why Zhaoyang concealed it is because he doesn't want his family to worry about it." Aunt Yue sniffed, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You child, what do you want me to say about you?" The lady's eyes also turned red, and she stretched out her hand to wrap Nie Zhaoyang into her arms.

Holding Nie Zhaoyang in her arms and rubbing her arms, the eldest lady looked at Aunt Yue again, choked up and scolded, "You are also confused, too confused! Even if the prince intends to marry Li Shangshu now, but now the marriage has not been completed, they will be like this Acting too much is clearly a deliberate deception, you don’t want to tell the truth as soon as possible, but you still plan to hide it, don’t you want to watch Zhaoyang jump into such a fire pit?”

(End of this chapter)