Princess Consort Is No Pushover

He walked out of the dormitory coldly, with a handsome figure, picturesque eyebrows, and red lips.

That temperament is like that of Mr. Pianpianjia in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, or that of a banished immortal, or that of a talented scholar from the south of the Yangtze River, with a poetic and literary spirit in his belly. It is difficult for ordinary people to compare him with that person on the battlefield. The bloodthirsty, cruel, majestic and domineering God of War.

"My lord, where are you going?" Mo Zhu saw Chu Xuanchen coming out, and looked at him worriedly.

Could it be that the prince wants to come out to forgive Nangong Rou?

Tweety's doing such an outrageous thing must have something to do with Nangong Rou.

She only knelt down for a while, so the lord will forgive her heartily, right?

Wouldn't the concubine's sin be in vain?

"Go next door to see the princess." Chu Xuanchen said coldly.

After speaking, he put his hands behind his back and walked out.

When Mo Zhu heard this, he felt relieved.

After Chu Xuanchen walked out of the hall, he saw Nangong Rou was still kneeling in the cold wind, looking weak and unable to hold on, his eyes suddenly turned cold, he ignored her, and lifted his foot , and walked to the Feiyue Pavilion next to it.

"My lord..." Nangongrou saw Chu Xuanchen come out, tears fell down, "Are you really angry with me? Can you forgive me? I really know I was wrong. I will definitely Discipline my servants well."

Chu Xuanchen glanced at her indifferently, "Fen'er's life, the concubine's framing, it's not that you kneel down casually, and this king can treat it as nothing."

After speaking, he turned around and walked into the Scarlet Moon Pavilion with an indifferent face.

Seeing that Chu Xuanchen was going to Feiyue Pavilion, Nangongrou's heart felt like a knife was twisted. She clutched her heart and stared at that indifferent back in disbelief.

"Ma'am, get up quickly, your knees are worn out." Seeing Nangong Rou like this, Dan'er also cried in worry.

Nangongrou looked at the direction of Feiyue Pavilion with hatred, and tightly clenched her fists.

She only hated, hated why Chu Xuanchen came so timely, if he came a little later, it would be fine.

"Dan'er, I'm fine. As long as the lord and sister can forgive me, I'm willing to kneel for as long as I want, even if I kneel to death here, I'm willing." Nangongrou gritted her teeth and straightened her back after finishing speaking. , and knelt up straight again.

Seeing this, Dan'er could only cry: "Madam, you are so gentle and kind, why did the prince treat you like this? Cui'er did all of this and has nothing to do with you. Besides, you are also the prince's savior, I believe the prince will definitely I won't ignore you, the prince is definitely not the one who betrays his promise and is ungrateful."

Dan'er deliberately increased her voice, just enough for Chu Xuanchen who walked into Feiyue Pavilion to hear it.

Chu Xuanchen stopped in his tracks immediately, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

He is not an ungrateful person, otherwise he would not have married Nangong Rou.

He just thought of Fen'er's tragic death and Yun Ruoyue's almost burning to death. If Nangongrou really ordered these things, then she would be too terrible.

Should he really forgive her?

When Nangongrou heard Dan'er say this, she turned her head and scolded her, "Dan'er, don't talk nonsense, I forbid you to mention these things again, that's what I want, don't say that."

Chu Xuanchen also heard Nangong Rou's words, he cast down his eyes, and walked in.

Jiu'er and Xiaolu were sweeping the floor, when they saw the prince coming in, they hurried forward to salute him.