Steal my marriage? Turn around and marry the tyrant to take the throne

Chapter 1191 Shen Nanqiao Talks About Rebirth

He imitated Ba Da Ying's exotic voice and recited every heart-piercing word perfectly.

It also describes how the concubine, despite her illness, used the status of the Third Prince and the eldest son to pressure others, but was choked by Ba Ying and became red-faced and shaky...

"...Tomoe agreed to that mouth, what a mouth!"

When Xiao Mingzi got to the crux of the matter, he couldn't help but smack his lips and shake his head, his face showing a mixture of shock, admiration, and a hint of fear. "It's like he's been quenched in blood. Every word he says goes straight to the heart of Concubine Wang, where it hurts the most!"

"From outside, I saw the face of Concubine Wang turn pale and blue. She was shaking with anger and was about to pass out!"

He paused, with a hint of gloating mystery: "As a result, I just announced that Your Majesty has withdrawn her green card..."

Xiao Mingzi deliberately dragged out the tone, imitating the expression of Concubine Wang, who was struck by lightning and turned pale.

"Goodness! The tone of the princess's voice is so strong that it's completely blocked!"

"She pointed at Ba and agreed, and guess what? 'Puff!' A huge mouthful of blood spurted out, spraying the front of the fox fur coat like a dyeing factory!"

"He immediately collapsed onto the couch and passed out. Inside the Yikun Palace, there was a commotion!"

Xiao Mingzi's description was so vivid that even Fuqi and Handan, who were standing nearby, opened their eyes slightly wide, unable to conceal surprise on their faces.

Handan couldn't help but mutter, "Oh my god... Ba Cheng's mouth is too vicious!"

Although Fuqiu didn't say anything, a clear trace of fear flashed across her eyes.

The beauty from the Western Regions is beautiful, but her heart and tongue are like sharp blades that can draw blood!

After Shen Zhinian heard this, a faint curve appeared at the corner of his lips.

"Ah……"

There was a light chuckle, like ice beads falling into a jade plate.

"Let them fight each other."

Her voice was clear and cold, with a kind of detached indifference: "One pretended to be sick and actually got sick, and the other relied on his stomach to bark recklessly... It saved me a lot of effort."

"Spread the word that the princess is seriously ill. The Yikun Palace is closed to visitors. No one is allowed to disturb her unless necessary. Have the Imperial Hospital... take good care of her."

The word "good life" is meaningful.

"As for Tomoe's promise..."

The cold curve on Shen Zhinian's lips deepened slightly. "Since she's so energetic, let her stay in Shuixi Pavilion and take good care of her pregnancy. She doesn't need to come out unless necessary."

Xiao Mingzi immediately bowed and accepted the order. The excitement on his face subsided, leaving only absolute obedience: "I obey your command!"

The warm room returned to peace, with only the faint fragrance of wintersweet floating in the air.

Shen Zhinian's gaze returned to the neatly trimmed plum blossom.

To her, the chaos in Yiku Palace was like an insignificant gust of wind blowing past the window.

The two vicious dogs biting each other, no matter which one was more seriously injured, did not affect her composure.

Shen Zhinian only needs to watch calmly and add fuel to the fire at the right time.

The winter is still long, and some dramas have just begun.

A few days later.

Shen Zhinian sat upright behind the rosewood desk, his fingertips brushing over a newly presented list of purchases from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

She wrote lightly with her red pen, her posture calm and composed.

Fuqiu stood aside, reporting the situation in the prison in a low voice: "...Your Majesty, the prison has reported that Lu Shenshi is still being held in solitary confinement."

"Because of your clear attitude, no one dared to talk to her, let alone reveal any news from the outside world to her."

"So... Lu Shen still doesn't know that her lover, Lin Xiu, is the illegitimate son of the Duke of Dingguo, Liu Shixiu."

Shen Zhinian paused his pen tip slightly, and a hint of sneer appeared at the corner of his lips.

Don't know? Okay.

Let her cling to that false hope and sink deeper into despair.

Fuqiu paused and continued, "It's just that... Lu Shen's words and actions are becoming increasingly strange."

"She spent the whole day muttering to herself against the wall, saying, 'Someone will come to save me,' 'He will definitely come.' Or she would grab the jailer who brought her food and repeatedly ask about Jiangnan."

"The jailers just thought she was crazy and scolded her when they asked her urgent questions, but no one paid any attention."

"But from what she said...she was hinting that Liu Shixiu would come to rescue her."

The candlelight in the warm room flickered, illuminating Shen Zhinian's quiet profile.

She put down the red brush, picked up the green jade teacup beside her, and felt the warm porcelain wall with her fingertips.

"Oh? Shen Nanqiao is still having such a beautiful dream?"

Shen Zhinian's voice was filled with a hint of playful sarcasm, as if he was listening to an absurd joke.

Liu Shixiu was afraid that he could not protect himself and was fleeing in panic in some corner of Jiangnan, or his head and body had already been separated.

Shen Nanqiao expected him to come to the rescue? That was simply wishful thinking!

Fuqiu didn't know what she was thinking about. An indescribable expression appeared on her face, and she lowered her voice a little: "What's even weirder is..."

"According to the guards, Lu Shen would sometimes suddenly scream at the empty wall, saying things like, 'Why? Why, after a new life, am I still living like this?!' ... Her voice was shrill, as if she were insane."

"The jailer just thought she was completely crazy and talking nonsense."

Shen Zhinian's hand holding the teacup suddenly paused, and a few drops of warm tea splashed onto the cuffs of her palace dress: "A fresh start?!"

She raised her eyes suddenly, and waves of emotion instantly surged in her calm fox eyes.

Rebirth is Shen Zhinian’s biggest secret.

It is her trump card to turn the tide and control her destiny!

She never revealed anything to anyone, not even her closest friends Fuqi and Handan.

Although only Shen Zhinian knew that she and Shen Nanqiao had both been reborn, Shen Nanqiao was unaware of this and always believed that she was the only one who had been reborn.

But let Shen Nanqiao continue to talk nonsense...

Once it reaches the ears of someone with ulterior motives, it will be pondered, associated, or even used... the consequences will be unimaginable!

There is never a shortage of groundless and far-fetched conspiracies in the deep palace!

The shock and anger in Shen Zhinian's eyes quickly subsided, turning into a bottomless cold pool.

She put down the teacup and gently brushed her fingertips across her wet cuffs.

"Prepare the sedan."

Shen Zhinian's voice returned to calm, even colder than usual, as if it had been tempered with ice: "I am going to the Heavenly Prison to see my 'good sister'."

Fuqiu's heart skipped a beat.

Your Majesty actually wants to go to such a filthy place in person?

Although she was surprised, Fuqiu did not dare to hesitate for a moment. She immediately bowed and accepted the order, then quickly stepped out to make arrangements. "Yes! Your Majesty!"

Shen Zhinian was the only one left in the warm room.

She slowly stood up and walked to the window.

Outside the window is a bleak courtyard in deep winter, with dead branches reflecting the gray sky.

She looked at her own icy face reflected in the glass window, with murderous intent surging deep in her eyes.