Shen Jing's mind buzzed, his breathing stopped for a moment, and he couldn't hold the food box in his hand anymore.
"Your Highness..."
Murong Zhi finally looked up at her, his eyes cold and distant, mixed with a hint of disappointment.
"I have always wanted you to enter the Eastern Palace and learn the etiquette of being a Crown Princess, but you insisted on not doing so. Now, you resort to such despicable means to drug me and spread the matter to damage my reputation. Chen Jing, how have I ever let you down?" Murong Zhi's face was full of anger and disappointment. He stared at Chen Jing with his eyes, his voice trembling slightly with emotion.
"I've always treated you sincerely, always thinking of you, even going so far as to disobey Mother for you. But you, on the other hand, treat me so cruelly and heartlessly." He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the strain. "I know for sure I've never wronged you in the slightest. Why do you repay kindness with such ingratitude?"
Murong Zhi's chest heaved violently, the rage in his heart burning more and more vigorously, "What you have done, how can I trust you again? How can I have any hope in you anymore?"
"No, it wasn't me, Your Highness..." Shen Jing panicked and put down the food box in her hand. She desperately walked forward and tried to grab Murong Zhi's hand. Her voice was filled with tears, and her eyes were full of fear and pleading.
"Your Highness, please listen to my explanation. I was bewildered and listened to what others said. I drugged you in a moment of confusion, but I swear to God, I did not spread this matter!" Tears welled up in her eyes and her body trembled slightly because of nervousness.
"Your Highness, I know I made a big mistake. I really do. I only ask you to give me another chance, considering how much we loved each other in the past."
Murong Zhi closed his eyes slightly and calmed down.
"Chen Jing, you don't love me, you love the position of crown prince, right?"
Ana Shen shook her head frantically, “Your Highness, how can you say that to me?”
"Rong Xuan." Murong Zhi called out, and Rong Xuan pushed the door open from outside, "Take Shen Zhaoxun to the west courtyard. Without my order, you are not allowed to take a single step out."
"Yes." Rong Xuan wanted to pull Shen Jing, but she broke free.
"No! Murong Zhi, I'm pregnant with your child! You can't do this to me!"
Rong Xuan stood there in a daze and subconsciously looked at Murong Zhi, who was also surprised.
"Go find a doctor."
After a while, Rong Xuan brought the imperial physician over.
"Your humble servant pays homage..."
"Doctor Liu, there's no need to be polite. Please take Shen Zhaoxun's pulse."
Doctor Liu walked to the table, opened the medicine box, took out a handkerchief, glanced at the distraught Shen Jing, and sighed secretly in his heart.
The pulse is smooth, pliable and harmonious, a typical happy pulse.
only……
Doctor Liu secretly observed Murong Zhi's appearance and felt that his relationship with Shen Zhaoxun was not very good.
"Congratulations, Your Highness! Shen Zhaoxun is pregnant, but her pulse is weak, so I think she won't have much time left."
She was actually pregnant with his child!
"I know."
After Doctor Liu left, she sat quietly by the bed, her eyes gentle as water as she gently stroked her belly. A faint smile played at the corner of her mouth, filled with endless tenderness and love, as if the whole world was left only with her and the child in her belly.
Murong Zhi was slightly startled by the aura of a loving mother. His originally angry and disappointed expression froze instantly, and his eyes were involuntarily drawn to the silence, revealing a hint of surprise and complex emotions.
Murong Zhi stood there blankly, looking at Shen Jing's face full of maternal love, and his heart seemed to be hit by something suddenly.
When he first met her, she was also so gentle.
When did she change?
It was after Shen Qing appeared.
Therefore, all of this is Shen Qing's fault.
He should get rid of Shen Qing as soon as possible, no matter what means he uses...
The news of the female corpse found in the broken house spread throughout the capital. For a time, everyone was in danger and people were talking about it on the streets.
The people either gathered in groups of three or five, looking nervous, whispering to each other about the various versions they had heard, their words full of fear and confusion; or they walked in a hurry, with uneasy looks on their faces, as if they were afraid that this terrible case would happen to them.
In the teahouse, the storyteller recounted the details of the case with great enthusiasm, causing the audience to gasp and scream from time to time; in the tavern, the drinkers drank and argued about the truth of the case, with voices rising and falling, and the atmosphere was heated and tense.
Even the usually lively and active children were sternly warned by adults not to run around, for fear that they might encounter unexpected accidents.
The entire capital city was shrouded in an atmosphere of fear and mystery, without any trace of festive cheer as the New Year was approaching.
Every day, people came to the gate of the Dali Temple to urge officials to arrest the murderer as soon as possible.
Five days left until New Year's Eve.
Shen Qing came to Qingshan Temple alone on horseback.
"Scar, One-Eye, Xiao San'er, I'm here to see you." Shen Qing smiled faintly, "I brought you the best wine from the Beijing restaurant, called Cold Drunk."
"I'm already avenging you, and I've made some small gains. As for Murong Zhi, it will take some time, but not too long."
"My dear husband, I almost have a choice. We have to try it out to find out whether it's right or wrong."
"Everything is going well for me in the capital, don't worry."
"You guys, are you all okay?"
Shen Qing muttered to herself, and the only answer she received was the cold wind blowing on her face.
After a long time, Shen Qing opened the wine jar and poured it in front of the grave.
I hope that the other world can be as prosperous as this world.
As Shen Qing rode back to the capital, sunlight filtered through the leaves, dappling onto the ground. A gentle breeze rustled her hair. Suddenly, she spotted a figure lying in the grass by the roadside.
She pulled the reins and took a closer look, seeing a seriously injured and unconscious man.
The man's clothes were tattered and bloodstained, his face covered in dust and scars, making it almost impossible to recognize his original appearance. His breathing was weak, as if it would stop at any moment.
Point Seven spoke at the right moment, "This is one of the heroine's admirers in the original storyline. He's Hua Qiufeng, who ranks third in the assassin organization Fengsheng."
The heroine's admirer?
If he is really used by Shen Jing in the later period and stands against her, it will be really troublesome.
After all, he's just a small boss...
Or, take his life while he is ill?
"Why don't you save him? Maybe you can make him work for you."
"Killers are the most uncontrollable."
Shen Qing observed him coldly for a while, and finally decided not to save him or make up for it.
Even if she didn't take action, it was so cold that the man might not survive.
In order to prevent someone from rescuing him, Shen Qing dismounted and found some dry grass to cover himself.
After the mission was accomplished, Shen Qing rode away on horseback.
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