Chapter 321 A Gift for the Princess
Chu Huining was helped away, and the mourning hall suddenly became quiet, and the servants were busy rearranging it.
Zheng Kuan walked up to his daughter and wanted to take away the handkerchief covering the wound, but he was afraid that the bleeding would not stop, so he just said, "Go back to the house first and ask the doctor to come and take a look."
Zheng Wenshuang glanced at Zheng Kuan indifferently, bowed and left.
As a daughter, she also hoped that her parents could treat each other with respect, or at least respect each other like guests.
But my father didn't like my mother, and even lived in a separate house. Except for the days when he had to go back to the princess's mansion, he lived in the Zheng family the rest of the time, living a comfortable life with his concubine. Zheng Wenshuang had many complaints about her father in her heart, so it was difficult for her to have a good face.
She returned to her own courtyard, and while waiting for the doctor to arrive, her maid cleaned her wounds.
"Your Highness is too cruel. With such a big cut, we don't know if it will leave a scar." Caiyun said with tears in her eyes as she wiped the blood off Chu Wenshuang's face with a clean handkerchief.
Zheng Wenshuang had a cold face and was extremely angry in her heart, but when she thought of her eldest brother's body lying coldly in the coffin, her mother was greatly stimulated and her behavior was out of control and involuntary.
The one who arrived even faster than the doctor was Nanny Duan who was beside Chu Huining. As an elderly person beside the eldest princess, she had watched the brother and sister grow up since they were young, and she treated them like her own children.
"Princess." Nanny Duan walked into the room and bowed to Zheng Wenshuang.
"Mammy..." When Zheng Wenshuang saw Mammy Duan, her originally cold face suddenly showed a look of grievance. She called out with red eyes, which almost broke Mammy Duan's heart.
In Chu Huining's heart, her son is the most important. She always holds him in her hands for fear of dropping him, and holds him in her mouth for fear of melting him. In comparison, even though she is not bad to her daughter, Zheng Wenshuang looks like a poor unwanted child compared to the two.
Zheng Wenwu was born when Chu Huining and her husband had the best relationship, but when Zheng Wenshuang was born, their relationship had already deteriorated. At that time, Chu Huining wanted to win back her husband's heart, but was busy fighting with the coquettish and slutty woman outside, so she loved Zheng Wenshuang even less.
To Zheng Wenshuang, Nanny Duan is closer to her than her own mother.
"Princess, don't cry. It makes us feel bad." Nanny Duan stepped forward, hugged Zheng Wenshuang and patted her back to comfort her, "Princess, don't be angry with the princess. The princess was deeply shocked by the tragic death of the prince. She is not against you, Princess."
As she spoke, Nanny Duan couldn't help but choke up with sobs.
I don’t know which damn bastard could be so vicious and try to murder the prince’s life in such a humiliating way.
"Yeah." Zheng Wenshuang responded sullenly.
No matter how partial her mother is, it is undeniable that as long as her mother is around, she is the honorable Princess Wenshuang.
Thinking of her own wealth and glory, Zheng Wenshuang gritted her teeth and endured it.
Not long after, the eunuch in charge of the mansion came into the room hurriedly with a doctor. At this time, there was no time to call the imperial physician, so they could only ask for a doctor nearby.
Nanny Duan watched the doctor clean Zheng Wenshuang's wound, bandage it and then leave with a sad face. The prince died tragically, the princess was in a coma, and the prince consort made such a request. Nanny Duan felt as if there was a deep vortex under her head, as if it was going to suck her in.
Walking out of Zheng Wenshuang's yard, she couldn't help but look up at the dark night. She always felt as if there was a huge rock pressing on her heart, making her a little breathless. A strange fear arose in her heart for no reason, as if some disaster was quietly approaching.
The rain in the middle of the night came suddenly and fiercely, as if the sky was pulled apart and the sea was overturned, pouring down with a loud noise, and in an instant thousands of small streams gathered on the ground.
Inside the room, the candlelight flickered and the sound of raindrops hitting the window was exceptionally clear.
Chu Huining moaned and woke up slowly. Just as she was about to get up, her body went limp and she fell back onto the bed, a sinister look on her pretty face.
Suddenly, she felt the sound of shallow breathing in the room. Her heart skipped a beat and she turned her head sharply. She saw a tall and clear figure looming behind the screen of the Three Yangs Bringing Good Fortune.
"Who... who is there?" Chu Huining snorted coldly. She raised her body with great effort and used all her strength to half lean against the head of the bed, staring at the screen with cold eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure stood up and walked over from behind the screen.
His handsome face and slender figure looked very elegant in the white robe. With a raised eyebrow, his peach blossom eyes were full of infinite charm.
"Greetings, Princess." Sheng Xian clasped his fists perfunctorily, and bowed with a nonchalant smile: "Your Highness the Eighth Prince asked me to greet the Princess. How is the Princess these days?"
Chu Huining stared at Sheng Xian with vigilance and said unhappily, "You little slave, who allowed you to come in? How dare you trespass into my bedroom? You're courting death. Get out of here."
After saying this, Chu Huining leaned against the head of the bed and gasped as if she had used up all her strength.
When Sheng Xian heard Chu Huining's angry curse, he was not frightened. He just smiled sneerfully, hooked a stool beside him with his foot, and sat down a few steps away from the clinic. He didn't feel at all that he was committing an act of disrespect.
"His Highness asked me to tell the princess that he wants to thank her for planning his life so that he can get his wish and marry her. So he must give her a big gift in return." Sheng Xian paused deliberately and looked at Chu Huining leisurely, "I wonder if the princess is satisfied with your gift? I can go back and report."
Chu Huining glared at Sheng Xian angrily: "How dare you! I don't understand what you are saying. Get out, get out of here..." The more she scolded, the more sarcastic Sheng Xian looked.
In a flash, Chu Huining's mind exploded and he suddenly understood the meaning of Sheng Xian's words.
She stared at Sheng Xian in amazement, the fear in her eyes growing thicker and thicker like rapidly gathering clouds until it swallowed her whole.
"You...you guys, he was the one who killed...killed...killed Wenwu."
Chu Huining tightly grasped her throat, her cry like a trapped beast. Every word she spoke felt like someone was stabbing her heart with a knife.
Her eyes widened to their maximum, full of disbelief and horror: "How dare he, Chu Jinyan, how dare he?"
Sheng Xian suddenly restrained his expression, his face was as cold as ice, looking at Chu Huining who was in agony, he said coldly: "Your Highness also wants to ask you, who gave you the courage to murder the prince of the dynasty? Since you are so bold, then Your Highness killing a child of a noble family is just like crushing an ant, what does it matter."
“No… no no no…” Chu Huining shook his head frantically, his expression crazy and angry, like a flood that suddenly broke through the dam and rushed towards him unstoppably: “Wenwu is my son, the emperor’s…”
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