Chapter 70 The prince and I really thought of something
"yes."
Qin Yin touched his nose and cursed in his heart, Miss Luo Er really dared to say anything.
"Miss Luo Er, please."
"Um."
Luo Jiuli did not hesitate at all, saluted Xiao Mingxuan, and followed Qin Yin out of the crowd.
It really comes in a hurry and goes in a hurry.
Back in the carriage, Luo Jiuli looked at Qin Yin.
"Qin Yin, what do you think the prince will decide?"
"ah!"
Qin Yin was startled for a moment.
Luo Jiuli raised his eyes and looked at the thick crowd in the distance.
"Will the prince let King Zhao endure the love poison that hurts his bones? Or will he let King Zhao and Yan Tinglian get entangled?"
Qin Yin was a little dumbfounded. They were fighting each other! What kind of words were they talking about tigers and wolves?
"I don't know."
At this time, he didn't dare to say a word.
While the two were discussing, they saw the crowd gradually dispersing, and some city guards carried the confused King Zhao into a carriage and drove all the way to King Zhao's Mansion.
"Ha! Your Majesty and I have indeed thought of the same thing."
What she did was deeply appreciated by her.
Luo Jiuli couldn't help but chuckle. The more pain King Zhao felt, the more comfortable she felt.
This love poison is not like other poisons. When it attacks, it is really impossible to live but not to die. Life is worse than death.
The key is that the only antidote to love poison is that no one can help except Yan Tinglian.
As for the silver needle treatment she said could relieve love poison, it was just a lie.
If Xiao Mingxuan really asked her to treat King Zhao.
snort!
She decided to destroy his function.
Xu Zhu, Xiao Mingxuan never thought about asking her to treat King Zhao. He called her over, just to let her watch the excitement and relieve her anger.
"What are you thinking about?"
Xiao Mingxuan had already walked over and saw Luo Jiuli looking into the distance, his eyes unblinking, as if he was thinking about something.
"I'm thinking about King Zhao."
Luo Jiuli replied subconsciously.
Xiao Mingxuan frowned, and his eyes became a little cold for a moment, like a frozen lake that had been immersed in it for thousands of years, dark and shiny, but with a cold air.
"Miss Zhao Wang?"
As soon as Qin Yin heard what his master said through gritted teeth, he moved his steps to the side involuntarily.
Is the master angry? Or jealous?
Luo Jiuli propped up his chin.
"Yes! I was wondering if King Zhao would be unable to bear the torture of love poison, hit a wall, swallow the poison, or commit suicide."
"puff!"
Qin Yin held back his laughter, truly admiring Miss Luo Er's vicious mouth.
The corner of Xiao Mingxuan's mouth twitched, he raised his hand to rub his eyebrows out of habit, and stepped onto the carriage.
"Qin Yin, send the second lady back to the Yiguo Duke's mansion."
"yes."
Qin Yin jumped on the carriage.
Luo Jiuli was sitting in the carriage.
"Will the prince enter the palace soon?"
"Um."
Xiao Mingxuan nodded.
"King Zhao defied the decree and left the palace. I am going to the palace to report this matter to the emperor."
When Luo Jiuli heard this, he became energetic.
"Based on the prince's understanding of the emperor, how will the emperor punish King Zhao?"
Xiao Mingxuan looked at her unabashed gesture, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to give her a popcorn.
"You can restrain your thoughts in front of others."
Luo Jiuli looked at his fingers stretched out in front of her forehead and fell silent.
Neither of them spoke, they just stared into each other's eyes in silence, as if there was some kind of charming undercurrent surging in the air.
It was quiet outside.
"Cough! Cough!"
After a while, Xiao Mingxuan retracted his fingers, sat upright, and spoke with a subtle expression.
"You, don't have too much hope. The emperor knows that not only did King Zhao fall under Yan Tinglian's charm, he was also poisoned by the love poison. If the emperor really asks about it, King Zhao can completely excuse the matter on the grounds that he was poisoned by the love poison.
"
"So, I'm afraid the punishment this time won't be too severe."
Luo Jiuli nodded, with a sneer on his lips.
"I know how it is that behind King Zhao there are the Imperial Concubine, the Queen Mother and the Grand Sima Mansion. The Emperor will not punish King Zhao just because of the face of these people."
"Otherwise, when King Zhao hurt my mother and did such unscrupulous things to me in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he would have just returned the dowry, compensated for the silver taels, fined me fifty, and been banned from Prince Zhao's palace."
Xiao Mingxuan was silent for a moment, staring at her eyebrows.
"Luo Jiuli, I understand that you have objections to the royal family, but do you know that since the founding of the Changning Dynasty, you are the first to divorce the royal family."
Luo Jiuli paused, knowing that he still had something to say.
"You and Prince Zhao are married by the emperor. Generally speaking, unless there are extremely special circumstances for this type of marriage, the two people who have been granted the marriage cannot divorce until they die."
"Because that is equivalent to slapping the emperor in the face and making the royal family lose face."
"So, how many princes and princesses who have been given marriages over the years have lived a life of seemingly inseparable harmony. Even if they are disgusted by others, they will choose to whitewash the peace and tolerate each other."
"And you, the emperor, have made the biggest concession."
Luo Jiuli nodded slightly.
"This is the tragedy of women. If a man no longer loves, dislikes, or hates him, he can turn around and fall into the arms of other women, and they can still sing and dance."
"As for the abandoned and hated concubine, she has to stand there, waiting, and thinking, unable to have second thoughts, and she is not even qualified to reconcile or even be abandoned."
"Luo Jiuli."
Xiao Mingxuan frowned slightly, and his tone was obviously dissatisfied. He was not dissatisfied with her, but with the meaning of her words.
What does waiting mean? Thinking about it, does she still have feelings for King Zhao?
"My lord, don't be upset, I just feel sorry for the women in this besieged city."
She knew how conservative the thoughts of women in this era were. Even though they had suffered countless hardships, few people dared to truly ask for divorce like her.
"However, this is also in line with reality! The emperor's son? If he is not plotting to usurp the throne, no matter how many mistakes he makes, he can still escape unscathed."
"Luo Jiuli."
When Xiao Mingxuan heard her words, he frowned slightly, then lowered his eyes and said seriously:
"I know that you are eager for revenge, but please remember that a little impatience can ruin a big plan. From now on, what you just said is not allowed to be told to a second person, so as not to cause death."
"As for King Zhao, he will pay the price."
Luo Jiuli's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head and looked at Xiao Mingxuan without blinking.
"The prince is helping me? Why does the prince help me again and again? Is it just because I am the prince's medicine?"
From the night she walked in and fell from the sky into his arms, there was a tacit understanding between them that was unbreakable and tacitly understood.
She set the palace of Prince Zhao on fire, he saved her from fire and water, she beat the drums and drums to complain, he took her into the palace, where Prince Zhao almost strangled her to death, and it was he who seriously injured Prince Zhao in front of the emperor and saved her.
Although he used her to lure out Yan Tinglian, he also made Yan Tinglian feel that life was worse than death.