In Prince Zhao's Mansion, this was Luo Jiuli's first meeting with Prince Zhao Xiao Zhumo after a month.
At this time, the entire third courtyard of Prince Zhao's Mansion had been burned down due to the fire that night. Fortunately, the fire was controlled within the second courtyard and did not destroy the entire Prince Zhao's Mansion.
Because King Zhao was banned, the main concubine was divorced, and the side concubines were imprisoned. Most of the servants in the courtyard were dismissed, leaving only a few old people to take care of King Zhao.
At this time, he was wearing a purple robe with cranes embroidered on it, standing at the foot of the steps with his sleeves rolled up.
The thin cheeks were like a crane with slender legs on his chest, which could ride the wind back at any time.
Luo Jiuli was shocked when he saw him like this.
"My lord, how did he become like this?"
Xiao Mingxuan glanced at her but said nothing.
I didn't show any sadness or sympathy when I saw her.
When Xiao Zhumo saw them approaching, he curled his lips and smiled to himself.
He bowed to the Nine Kings.
"Uncle Nine Emperors."
"Um."
Xiao Mingxuan hummed lightly.
Xiao Zhumo looked at Luo Jiuli again.
"I didn't expect that you would be the first to come to see my king?"
Luo Jiuli sneered.
I secretly scoffed, why are you so shameless?
"Nine Princes."
Luo Jiuli received a blessing from Xiao Ming.
"Can I ask King Zhao a few words alone?"
The implication is that the Nine Kings are asked to avoid this.
Xiao Mingxuan's eyes darkened, his face became cold, and he turned around and left with Xiao Sha all over his body.
"well!"
Luo Jiuli sighed helplessly.
Behind him, King Zhao chuckled. After seeing Xiao Mingxuan leave, the aura around him suddenly became cold, and the palms on his side slowly turned into fists.
"Prince Zhao, you'd better not have any twisted thoughts."
Not far away, Xiao Mingxuan's voice came.
The coldness on King Zhao's body suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Luo Jiuli had actually felt the threat behind her for a long time. The scalpel and sulfuric acid water were ready in her hands. As long as King Zhao dared to touch her, she would dare to completely disfigure him.
She turned around, and her picturesque face instantly transformed into a cold-faced Yama, staring at King Zhao.
"Prince Zhao, do you really think that Luo Jiuli today is still the Luo Jiuli who was bullied by you seven months ago?"
"I tell you, that Luo Jiuli is dead. The Luo Jiuli standing in front of you now is an evil ghost crawling out of hell."
"I advise King Zhao to be more honest, otherwise I will kill you like I killed Grandma Sun,"
Luo Jiuli sneered, and his whole body became a little colder.
"I want to ask King Zhao something today?"
"What words?"
King Zhao ignored her sneer.
"Did anything else happen on the wedding night seven months ago?"
She asked without hesitation.
Xiao Zhumo looked at her coldly.
"Do you want to ask, did I consummate your marriage on the wedding night?"
"Ha! Luo Jiuli, everyone says that I am crazy and don't believe what I say. My father is also an old fool. He doesn't believe what his own son says?"
Luo Jiuli frowned, is it true? That child is not Xiao Zhumo's?
Just listen to Xiao Zhumo say again:
"On the night of the wedding, it was snowing heavily in the second half of the night. Do you think I would brave the heavy snow to go to your yard?"
"Still, your flat figure can't compare to the carefree happiness Lian'er brings to this king."
"Snapped!"
Accompanied by the applause, there was also Luo Jiuli's cold and forbearing killing intent.
She held Xiao Zhumo's front with one hand and pressed the sharp scalpel against King Zhao's neck.
"Did you frame me?"
King Zhao showed his sharp eyes and wanted to take action, but due to the sharp knife on his neck, he finally released his fist.
"I don't bother to frame you. I only married you because I took a fancy to the Duke of Yiguo, nothing more."
"Of course, if you didn't have the cinnabar mole the next day, I would be willing to let you have my child."
"Bah! I was so blind back then."
Luo Jiuli spat at him, without any emotion in his tone.
"Since it wasn't you who framed me, then it was your concubine Lian."
Luo Jiuli let go of him, turned around and walked out of the yard quickly.
With a gloomy face, he got into the carriage without saying a word.
After a while, Xiao Mingxuan came over from nowhere, lifted the car curtain, and felt the anger radiating from her body.
His eyes were calm and he sat calmly on the outside.
After a while, after a while, Luo Jiuli suddenly laughed, and his smile was extremely ironic.
What evil had she done in her previous life to deserve God to do this to her?
I thought that she, a brilliant military doctor in the 21st century, suddenly became an abandoned woman.