Shen Zhaoning was really frightened, with tears streaming down his face and his face full of shock.
Shen Tianci cried. He was not pretending to be afraid. My mother was usually a nice person, but it was really painful to teach someone a lesson!
Jun Beicheng turned around and snorted: "A toy?"
Shen Zhaoning swallowed dryly. It was indeed not a toy, but how could his son make such a thing?
Like a frustrated ball, she defended lazily: "It's not very similar, but there must be a misunderstanding. My son is only four years old..."
A Zuo added: "Your son is only four years old, and he has more thoughts than you. Last time he used this thing to hurt Princess Anyang, and this time he wanted to plot against the prince. Fortunately, he was not hurt, otherwise you and your father would still be able to stand. Are you talking nicely here?"
After listening to Zuo's words, Shen Zhaoning calmed down and realized that his son had done something serious.
But she was still puzzled, shocked and disbelieving. How could her son be so cute and well-behaved, how could he do such a thing?
Not to mention whether he could do such hurtful things when he was only four years old, even the charges of plotting against Princess Anyang last time and assassinating Jun Beicheng this time were enough to kill their mother and son several times.
While she was stunned, Jun Beicheng said indifferently: "I gave you the chance to confess."
He was dressed in dark clothes, with a slender figure standing with his hands behind his back, looking intently at the large and small people in front of him, full of pressure.
Shen Zhaoning broke into a cold sweat before realizing that suspicion was on her head.
Indeed, compared to four-year-old Shen Tianci, it would be more reasonable for these things to fall on her.
Although she was confused, most of the things were related to her son. In order to protect her son, she had no choice but to admit it.
Just when she wanted to confess, Shen Tianci, who was crying in her arms, spoke first: "My dad doesn't know anything, it was me who did it! It was the carpenter uncle who taught me to make these little mechanism toys, and it was you who You bullied my dad first, so I fought back!"
It’s really this kid!
Shen Zhaoning wanted to cry but had no tears. He was about to leave this devil's cave. This child was a rip-off!
But Uncle Carpenter, she seemed to have some impression. When she was in Yuxiang Town, there was indeed a very skilled carpenter in the town.
At this time, she naturally couldn't involve others and suffer unjust disaster, so her knees went weak and she knelt down on the spot without temper.
Jun Beicheng looked down at the person kneeling in front of him with a subtle expression. He was so fierce just now, but now he was kneeling quite neatly.
He glanced at Zuo lightly, and the loyal guard immediately understood and carried the moaning Shen Tianci out.
Shen Zhaoning thought his son was going to be caught and fed to wolves, so he broke the defense on the spot.
He cried and hugged Jun Beicheng's thigh: "Your Majesty, if the child has done something wrong, I am willing to do it for him. Please don't throw him to feed the wolves. No matter how you punish me, I will be a cow or a horse for you from now on." , I will do whatever you ask me to do..."
She survived two lifetimes and was able to bend and stretch!
Jun Beicheng pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache. This woman and child were just as annoyed as crying. What was going on in her mind?
Does he look like a sinister person? Is it possible to kill people at every turn?
"Anything you want to do?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhaoning silently stuffed the silver needle back in. There was no need to take risks if there was still room for discussion.
With a delicate expression on her face, she said: "Yes, as long as the prince can let go of the past, I am willing to do anything for the prince!"
As she said that, she bit her red lips and looked up at Jun Beicheng, looking pitiful and beautiful.
She was a standard beauty, more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen, so beautiful that she could easily arouse his lust in men's clothing.
He bent down and reached out to lift Shen Zhaoning's chin, a trace of lust appearing on his ascetic and cold face: "Then do it!"
