Chapter 248: The Prince and Concubine Are in Collusion
However, after only two meetings, she discovered to her horror that in front of the Ninth Princess, all her disguises were extremely difficult. After such a long period of special training, she had already regarded herself as the real Yue Qingning, whom she had never seen in prison.
Crossing Yue Hao Mountain, she was really like her father
Every time I talk about it, my heart is filled with pain and unbearable pain. Even 'that person' said that it feels like seventy or eighty percent if not ten percent.
But the Ninth Princess, hidden in the painting, directly pointed out that she was an imposter, and even made all her carefully crafted hints look similar but not similar in spirit. She was Yue Qingning's cousin, so it was not surprising to recognize her, but she always felt in her heart
That's not what happened
She began to be afraid, afraid that she would be abandoned by "that person" because of her selfishness, but she was even more afraid that the Ninth Prince, whom she had sincerely loved, would also leave her.
'Qing Ning' was just thinking about it. Suddenly the candle light dimmed, and a strong wind blew up the hair beside her ears. When the candle light started beating steadily again, a note appeared on the long pillar in the room, which was pressed by a short dart.
in front of her
Unexpectedly, she stepped forward and took down the note, spread it out and read the few words on it, and sighed quietly.
She had shamelessly begged him to stay, but he could walk away and then beg him to take her as his concubine. Wouldn't it be difficult to reach the sky?
She didn't know who was the person who sent her the news every few days, and 'that person' would never listen to her opinion. He would only give orders, and she could only obey them.
She put the note on the candle and lit it, and the paper burned with the flames, causing her face to turn pale.
Can she tell him that she wants to end it?
At this time, Luo Yunchen, who had returned home, was not surprised to see Qing Ning's cold face. She was sitting in front of his desk, looking carefully at the map on the table.
The mansions there were drawn one by one as shown on the drawing. There was a low stool beside the table with a thick stack of books on it.
She didn't even raise her head when she heard his footsteps, as if she didn't care who was entering the room.
He ignored her. After kicking off his shoes and getting on the bed, he always felt that something was wrong. He tossed and turned for an hour and was still very awake.
He sat up impatiently, slapped the empty bed next to him angrily and yelled: "I have said that you are just my bed-warming tool. This bed is too cold and I can't sleep." The only person who answered him was
There was a sound of flipping through books, and someone didn't even give him the time to raise his head to look at him.