Chapter 539 Love and Hate Entanglement

Zhao Yuanqi endured more and more intense abdominal pain, and roared: "So what? I would rather die by Zhao Yuanjing's knife! You poisonous woman, you have been talking about affectionate words before, but you poisoned me? You are terrible !"

Ming Xuan raised her eyes, her voice was a bit tired: "My lord, I don't want to be like this."

"What on earth are you for, tell me!" Zhao Yuanqi was anxious, hated and angry, and stretched out his hand to grab her by the neck, as if he wanted to strangle her to death, "I failed in the rebellion, and I was already doomed to die, why do you bother? "

Mingxuan didn't resist, she had tears in her eyes, and said: "The mistake has already been made, I can't let the prince get involved in the Hou's residence...the grandfather, father, mother... and two elder brothers of the Hou's residence, they are all innocent , is my dearest person in this world. I can only do it myself so that the emperor and the court can see my heart and the loyalty of the Houfu."

Zhao Yuanqi pushed her away and smiled wildly.

"Ha, so that's the case, so you are trying to keep your marquis mansion's fame?" He laughed and tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Ming Xuan leaned against the wall, tears kept falling down.

Seeing him in pain, her heart ached terribly.

Ming Xuan knew that although she didn't spend much time together, she had already fallen in love with him.

But what to do, no matter how reluctant she is, she must do it herself.

If the emperor had to do it himself, how could the Hou Mansion get rid of the relationship?

She staggered to the table, grabbed the jug, and said, "My lord, I will go with you. When we get to the bottom, I don't have any complaints whether you want to beat me or scold me."

She lifted the flagon and poured it into her mouth.

Zhao Yuanqi rushed over and snatched the jug, threw it far away, and sneered ferociously: "You want to die with me? You deserve it? I want you to live with guilt, and you will never be forgiven for the rest of your life!"

He was in extreme pain and rolled to the ground, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, nose, and eyes.

But a pair of eyes stared at Ming Xuan.

Do not rest in peace.

Ming Xuan slowly squatted down on the ground, holding her head with her hands.

When she woke up again, she was already lying in her own boudoir in the Hou Mansion.

Looking at the familiar environment around her, she suddenly thought she was dreaming.

I'm still in my boudoir, I haven't married into the palace, I haven't experienced rebellion, and I haven't experienced anything that happened in the cell!

Until he turned his head and saw Xiao Zhao whose face was full of tears.

She understood that everything was true.

Recalling everything in the cell, she buried her head in the quilt in pain.

"Girl, are you awake?" Xiao Zhao squatted beside the bed, choked up and said, "You are so stupid. Why don't you let the slaves do it for you."

Ming Xuan didn't want to say a word.

At this time, Ming Xiuwen and Tian Shi pushed the door and came in.

Ming Xiuwen frowned, but Tian's hair was half gray.

In just a few days, he has aged a lot.

"Xuanxuan, you...you can tell your mother what to say about you." Tian sat on the side of the bed and sighed, "You are so stupid."

Ming Xiuwen said in a deep voice: "Xuanxuan, your grandfather is very angry. You shouldn't have done such a thing without discussing it with us."

Ming Xuan refused to speak, but buried her head in the quilt.

Ming Xiuwen wanted to say something, but Tian stopped him.

"Let her rest first." Tian begged, "This child is also suffering, it is pitiful enough."

Ming Xiuwen sighed heavily and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Tian followed her out, crying and said: "Master, this child is also for our Houfu, so don't blame her."