Dongfang Qingqing was scolded by her father, and the queen mother and empress in the palace were also angry. Now her face and reputation were ruined, and she became a joke in the whole capital.
How could she be willing to risk everything and get this result?
She smashed the things in the room to pieces, and hit Cuicui hard on Cuicui's face with her fingers dyed red.
The shoes made of expensive brocade were grinding back and forth on the back of her hand: "You can't handle this, so what's the use of you?!"
Cuicui's face was twisted in pain, but she didn't dare to cry. She begged for mercy in a tearful voice: "Miss, don't be angry, as long as that woman dies, it will be fine. She is just a bed-warming girl. She doesn't even have a title, and she won't be a prince even if she dies." What will happen..."
Dongfang Qingqing snorted coldly, moved her feet, and her eyes seemed to be quenched with poison: "If you can't handle this again, then you should die too!"
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In Prince Zhan's Mansion, Shen Zhaoning took his son to take a bath and prepared to go to bed. While he was telling a bedtime story, the boy outside came knocking on the door.
There must be something wrong, so she reluctantly opened the door, and sure enough, it was the boy from Xuan Yu Pavilion.
"Lin Wuzuo, the prince asked me to invite you to come to Xuanyu Pavilion to serve me."
She was going crazy. She had been out for so many days and she hadn't even had sex with her baby boy yet. Here she comes again!
"Didn't the prince find a beautiful girl? Isn't it suitable for me to go there? Just say that I haven't recovered from the cold, so I shouldn't serve you here. Let's find someone else."
The boy's face turned pale with fright. It was the first time he saw someone who dared to disobey the prince's order.
Shen Zhaoning closed the door directly. She was timid before, but now that someone was responsible for what happened that night, she didn't want to do risky things anymore. She could hide if she could.
The boy was rejected and had no choice but to go back and tell the prince the truth.
"Your Majesty, Lin Wuzuo said that she has not recovered from the cold, so she should not come to serve her, for fear of infecting the Prince and your beautiful concubine..."
The boy was scared and trembling!
The book in Jun Beicheng's hand fell heavily on the table, so frightened that the boy's legs softened and he knelt down.
He was inexplicably irritable, nothing he saw was pleasing to the eye, and his head ached.
His tone was as cold as a knife: "Tell her to come here immediately and tell her that I have a headache. If she doesn't come, I don't mind inviting her in person!"
The boy rolled over and crawled away, feeling angry on both sides.
Shen Zhaoning didn't know why Jun Bapi was so angry. Could it be that he wanted her to listen to the bed?
Cursing, he put on his clothes and comforted his son: "Good boy, sleep well. Dad will come when he goes."
Shen Tianci blinked his big eyes and nodded. I'm afraid my mother won't come back tonight!
Although he thinks his biological father is not qualified, what if his mother likes him? A child can't worry about adult matters.
When Shen Zhaoning rushed to Xuan Yu Pavilion with resentment, Jun Beicheng threw a set of women's clothes at her.
Without even raising his eyes, he ordered: "Put it on!"
She was so frightened at that time that she blurted out: "Are you sick for letting me, an old man, wear women's clothes?!"
Is he...sick?
Jun Beicheng raised his head with sharp eyes, his back molars grinding loudly. He was too timid to pretend to be a little white rabbit anymore?
Shen Zhaoning was also dumbfounded. How dare she scold this living king of hell? He was helpless and tried to save himself.
He was angry but also ashamed, as if he was acting coquettishly: "My lord, what are you doing? I am a man, and you are insulting me by asking me to wear women's clothes!"
Little did she know that she had been exposed a long time ago, and her hard-working acting skills were a bit funny in the eyes of men.
Jun Beicheng was tickled by her cute appearance, as if she was being scratched by a kitten.
Just like that, you still dare to say that you are a man, right?
He did not expose it, but browsed through the official document in his hand, and gave an explanation casually: "The woman who entered the prince's room that night has not been found yet. We need a substitute to quell the rumors. I think you are very suitable."
Where does it fit? Shen Zhaoning was so panicked that he was sweating profusely.
"Didn't the prince find a woman? How can I, a man, take the place of a woman?"
Jun Beicheng raised his eyes impatiently and glanced at the icy muscles and jade bones disguised under the men's clothes. His cold eyes seemed to be able to see through the clothes.
"Don't spend money to find someone? I don't care for idle people!"
Oh, you don’t have to spend money to find her, right? I really think of her as all-powerful.
If you are a bully, you are a bully. If you are so stubborn, no wonder you can’t find a wife even after you are over 20 years old!
Shen Zhaoning still wanted to make the final struggle: "Your Majesty, there are so many maids in the house, you can just find one, why should I be replaced by a man? It's really inappropriate!"
Jun Beicheng placed the official document in his hand on the table and looked at her intently. The strong pressure made her legs weak.
There was no doubt in his tone: "The maids in the house are all mediocre in appearance, and they can't even compare to you as a man. Is there anyone more suitable than you?"
Before Shen Zhaoning could refute, he blocked her words in her throat: "Or do you need me to teach you the rules of the royal palace?"
It will threaten people!
Faced with the man's unreasonable and strong oppression, she turned into a loser in a second and ran away holding the women's clothes: "No, no, no, I'll change!"
As soon as I ran to the door, a voice that could not resist came from behind: "Where are you going? They are all men, just change here!"
Shen Zhaoning gritted his molars, surrendered in humiliation, and hid in the clean room behind the screen.
