Chapter 675 - Gritting My Teeth
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
675 Gritting My Teeth
Sitting in the carriage for the last few days, Gu Bailu ate, slept, woke up, and ate again, and her belly seemed to have become even more prominent; it was very obvious that she was pregnant.
It was probably because it knew its father was next to it that the baby was growing faster.
Feng Qingtian hugged her. âGo to sleep. We should reach Pale Emperor City tomorrow, and Iâm going to make up for lost time.â
Gu Bailu closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly.
Looking at the woman sleeping soundly in his arms, Feng Qingtian kissed her lips, then smiled at the scent of duck neck.
Ah Luo, who was holding a bowl of duck necks and munching with gusto in another corner of the carriage, looked warily at Feng Qingtian.
Feng Qingtian hadnât wanted to buy any duck necks at first, but Ah Luo kept yelling that she wanted to eat them. Gu Bailu felt a little bad for Ah Luo, who had been left on her own outside the crown princeâs residence for so long, so she had asked Feng Qingtian to buy some.
Worried that Feng Qingtian wouldnât let her eat them, Ah Luo left with the bowl and sat at the front of the carriage.
Feng Qingtian remembered that Gu Bailu had a maid before who was very smart.
He wondered where that maid had gone.
...
In the bamboo grove in the crown princeâs residence in Heavenly Wind Empire, the woman on the bed sat up excitedly. âWhat did you say? Mo Qianâer is dead?â
âYes, my lady. Red Guard said it himself. There should be no mistake,â the maid whispered to Su Muwei in delight.
Su Muwei was so happy she almost burst out laughing. Mo Qianâer was finally dead, and had died in front of His Highness. She would never be a hindrance again.
She didnât expect Princess Zi to be so capable.
Su Muwei suddenly burst into tears again. âIs she really dead? She mustâve died to save me. Itâs all my fault. I killed her... Iâll go see His Highness and apologize to him...â
âMy lady, your wounds havenât healed yet. You shouldnât be moving around so much.â The maid persuaded her to lie back down.
Only then did Su Muwei feel the pain of her stitches.
That damn Princess Zi, actually giving her such big cuts which hurt so much.
She mustâve done it on purpose!
âHave them prepare a litter. Mo Qianâer died to save me. I have to go.â Su Muwei had to go, no matter what.
âMy lady, no need to trouble yourself. The crown prince didnât tell you to go.â The maid tried to persuade her.
She didnât think that it was necessary to put on a show. After all, Mo Qianâer was dead and her lady was the only woman in the residence; how would the crown prince not dote on her?
âJust go when I tell you to.â Su Muwei cursed Gu Bailu again.
Once again, she felt that Gu Bailu had done it on purpose.
The guards outside didnât dare disobey Su Muwei, for fear that she might hurt herself. They prepared a comfortable litter and carefully carried Su Muwei to the main courtyard.
Red Wolf was still standing outside the side room.
The crown prince hadnât moved since yesterday. Red Wolf tried to persuade him to eat, but he was almost beaten up again.
He didnât dare tell Lu Fenying that the Nether King might be able to bring Qianâer back to life.
The Nether King was the man who had imprisoned Mo Qianâer before. In the crown princeâs eyes, he was an enemy...
How could he lower himself to beg him?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Red Wolf was wondering what to do, when a bunch of guards carried Su Muwei in.
âMiss Su is still wounded. How can you make a scene here?â Red Wolfâs face turned even colder. Things were already chaotic enough. Why was Su Muwei here?
âRed Guard, whereâs the crown prince? Did something happen to Qianâer?â