bestfiction Chapter 110 Abandoned Halfway
Chapter 110 Abandoned Halfway
"Good, good, good, my son has married a good wife!" The emperor glanced at Chu Mingzheng coldly and left in anger. Concubine Song shouted, but did not dare to stop him.
The empress dowager didn't know whether to rebuke her grandson's daughter-in-law for being so clever or to be happy. Looking at her hideous wound, she ordered the imperial physician to treat it quickly so as not to leave any scars, and then hurried off to find the emperor.
The emperor was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger and didn't know how to punish his grandson.
"Your Highness, let's go back home!"
She was extremely frightened every moment she stayed here. Lu Mingyang stood up to help Chu Mingzheng.
With a "slap", a slap hit her other cheek, burning with pain. She blinked with difficulty and heard Chu Mingzheng's angry voice.
"You are not yet my princess."
Concubine Song stood at the door and watched this scene. She frowned slightly at first, then helped the little girl, who was trying hard to hold back her tears, to sit on the couch beside her and personally applied the cream on her face.
Chu Mingzheng glanced at the two of them and saw the woman's hideous wound. He waited until the wound was treated before saying what he was about to say.
"Go home!"
"Thank you, Madam Concubine!"
Lu Mingyang hurriedly stood up and saluted Concubine Song. Seeing that Chu Mingzheng was only wearing an inner robe, he hurriedly picked up his outer robe and chased after him.
In front of Wenhua Gate, I passed by an old man with gray beard.
When Concubine Song saw the doctor who had arrived late, she was furious. No one was around, so she angrily asked, "Didn't you say his pulse showed signs of dying? How did it become a recovery?"
"That's impossible!" Pharmacist Ge was very sure: "Unless he takes the antidote."
"I always make decisions on the spur of the moment. How could he possibly know about this in advance?"
"This... maybe he's worried about his health and took the antidote." Pharmacist Ge said anxiously, "I can explain it with medical theory and demonstrate it again."
"Can you speak louder than dozens of mouths in the Imperial Hospital?" It would be counterproductive to make the emperor upset and the empress dowager resentful.
Concubine Song was so angry that her teeth ached. She ordered her personal eunuch, "Go and see who will take Prince Ningyuan back to the palace."
Since no one came from the palace, it was naturally the eunuchs from the palace who went to deliver it.
On the second day of the second lunar month, the dragon raises its head, and all things come to life. A cool breeze carries a hint of warmth. The palace's luxurious carriage pulls out of the palace gates, shuttling through the dark night.
Lu Mingyang sat on one side, tightly clutching the outer robe that he couldn't give away. The wound on his face was bandaged, so the depth of the wound couldn't be seen.
The man sitting in the main seat tightened his throat.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
Lu Mingyang raised his head, looked at that face that deserved a beating, and could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes, so he slapped him.
"Do you think it hurts?"
The little girl was full of vigor, but the slap changed its direction halfway, passed across the cheek, and hit someone's shoulder. The force was not small, but for the battle-hardened man, the force was like a tickle.
Chu Mingzheng looked at the little girl's timid bravery and couldn't help but laughed out loud.
"What are you laughing at?" Lu Mingyang also felt extremely ashamed and gritted his teeth to defend his face: "Don't hit people in the face, do you understand?"
Tears filled eyes, shining into the depths of my vision.
He thought the wound hurt the most, but he didn't expect that she cared about the slap. Chu Mingzheng's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he said "Oh" lightly, "I'll try a different place next time."
what?
Lu Mingyang angrily threw his robe over his head and punched him a few more times, feeling more and more wronged. He risked his life to save him, and not only was he not grateful, he treated him like this.
Chu Mingzheng grabbed his outer robe and saw that the girl in front of him had almost vented her anger. He raised his foot slightly and kicked her in the butt. Lu Mingyang was completely defenseless and hit the carriage door, shaking from the impact.
"presumptuous!"
Because there were people outside the car, the two people who spoke just now tried their best to keep their voices low.
But now, Chu Mingzheng shouted angrily: "You think that because you saved me, I will be grateful to you. I don't want to be this lousy prince. You are just worried that you can't become a princess. I tell you, sooner or later I will divorce you."
Chu Mingzheng, do you have a brain? Is that just a throne?
Don’t you see that the emperor wants to kill you?
Lu Mingyang bit her lip and lowered her head, trying hard to suppress her tears. She was so ridiculous, thinking that just because someone said something ambiguous and soft, she could dare to be so arrogant.
Yes, who cares about your self-righteous efforts?
Lu Mingyang hugged her knees, huddled against the carriage door, and said self-deprecatingly, "I'm so rude, please forgive me, Your Highness!"
Chu Mingzheng looked away, feeling the stuffiness and discomfort in the carriage. He lifted the curtain to get some fresh air and caught a glimpse of the carriage of the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion parked nearby.
He lowered the curtain and shouted angrily, "Get out."
Lu Mingyang touched his back, which was chilled by the cold wind, and asked in disbelief, suppressing his anger, "Your Highness, it takes more than half an hour to walk from the palace to the Chengyang Marquis' Mansion. Aren't you afraid that something might happen to me in the middle of the night?"
"Get out!" Chu Mingzheng covered himself with his outer robe and lay down to sleep.
Lu Mingyang picked up her red wedding dress and jumped out of the carriage in a panic.
……
"Really? Cousin Zheng kicked her out of the carriage?"
Qin Miao was up early, dressing, when she heard the good news from her father. Duke Qin was sitting on the couch, his face beaming with joy: "Prince Ningyuan also said that he would divorce her sooner or later."
Qin Miao stood up excitedly, clasping her hands and spinning around: "Daddy, what should I do now?"
Duke Qin said, "Your Highness is now grieving the loss of his father. You must go along with him and comfort him. Winning a man's heart is the most important thing."
As he spoke, he sneered, "This daughter of the Marquis of Chengyang is truly clever. Even if a woman considers a man for her own good, if she loses his heart, she will only be making wedding dresses for others."
Qin Miao was worried: "But what if my cousin angers His Majesty again?"
What she wanted to be was a queen, an empress dowager, not a deposed prince who couldn't even get the throne.
Duke Qin shook his head firmly: "Don't worry, the Queen Mother will not let His Majesty depose him."
At the Ningyuan Palace, Qin Miao, dressed in a white dress, got off the carriage and walked into the courtyard. She took out the white flower hidden in her arms and put it in the most conspicuous place on her bun.
In the study, Chu Mingzheng was lying on the bed, looking haggard.
It was still early in the morning, and he was extremely sad. Qin Miao sat down beside the bed, picked up the bird's nest porridge and fed it to him, her eyes full of distress. "Brother Zheng, this is the porridge Miao made herself, you should have a few sips."
Chu Mingzheng looked at the white flowers in her hair, his brows trembling slightly: "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing!" Qin Miao hurriedly picked the white flower and put it in her arms. Chu Mingzheng grabbed her hand and vowed to get her answer.
"Brother Zheng can't, but Miao'er wants to wear mourning for Brother Zheng." She said, sobbing softly.
Chu Mingzheng took the white flower and inserted it into her pocket with his own hands, then touched her face. "It's my fault, cousin. I made you be laughed at yesterday."