The Empress Wants a Divorce Every Day

Chapter 55: The Vindictive Little Man

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Chapter 55: Chapter 55: The Vindictive Little Man

Gu Zhenzhu spoke softly to her mother: "Mother, it’s quite good. As soon as I marry into the Marquis Jing’an Mansion, I’ll become the Madam of the mansion. Given the standing of our Gu Family, having a marriage like this is rather excellent."

The Gu Family came from humble beginnings. Gu Yuan fought bravely in battles and ultimately earned the title of third-rank Assistant General.

With such a standing, it was impossible to marry into a good family. Moreover, the Gu Family’s daughters were sturdy and tall, possessing innate Divine Power, so normal families dared not marry them.

Therefore, Gu Zhenzhu’s marriage into the Marquis Jing’an Mansion was seen by others as climbing up, with no one saying it was beneath her.

Inside the Funing Palace hall, people were talking as they departed.

Rong Ling and Feng Qing had already exited the Inner Palace Gate, boarded the carriage of the Regent Prince Mansion, heading all the way towards the Prince Mansion.

In the carriage, Feng Qing thought about Rong Ling’s previous mention of the ten-day deadline, her heart began to race, often glancing towards the man on the soft couch who was resting with his eyes closed.

Because she looked too many times, the man on the couch suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at her.

His dark eyes reflected by the Luminous Pearl were as radiant as the moonlight, extremely captivating.

Feng Qing was dumbstruck until the man’s eyes gradually turned cold.

She suddenly came to her senses, quickly spoke: "Prince, um, um, can the ten-day deadline be extended a bit?"

Trying to buy some time, maybe the Little Emperor would really set someone to plot against Rong Ling, then she wouldn’t have anything to worry about.

As Feng Qing spoke, Rong Ling sneered sarcastically: "Weren’t you quite happy earlier? Even dared to take pleasure in misfortune."

Thus, this ten-day deadline was because of her earlier pleasure in someone else’s misfortune.

Feng Qing almost ground her teeth to pieces, this petty man who seeks revenge for every small grievance, previously others always said she was vengeful, now it seems this person surpasses her a hundred times.

Feng Qing thought as she spoke: "What if within ten days the Emperor hasn’t acted against the Prince?"

Wouldn’t truly break all her bones, would he?

Feng Qing looked pitifully at Rong Ling on the couch, attempting to show weakness in exchange for more days, but the man’s expression remained unchanged, lazily saying: "Break your bones and put them in wine jars."

Just thinking about it, Feng Qing’s body hairs all stood on end, no longer daring to look at the man as radiant as moonlight, she obediently sat to one side lost in thought.

Should she prepare some medicine herself, to poison this man, not only avenging his bullying but also framing the Little Emperor.

But as soon as Feng Qing thought of Rong Ling’s cleverness, she forcibly halted her thoughts, no, no, doing so is purely a death wish, better think of another way.

After that, the carriage was exceptionally quiet, Feng Qing’s face full of contemplation, lost in thought, until the carriage drove all the way into the Regent Prince Mansion, Si Qi helped Feng Qing down, and headed towards the Purple Bamboo Pavilion.

On the way, Si Qi noticed Feng Qing’s poor complexion and cold hands, couldn’t help but worry and speak: "Princess Consort, what’s wrong? Your hands are so cold, you aren’t sick, are you?"

Feng Qing shook her head, took a deep breath: "It’s nothing."

She was just scared. If Rong Ling merely said he would kill her, she might not have been so frightened, but he specifically said he would break her bones and put them in a wine jar. Just thinking about the pain of breaking bones, Feng Qing couldn’t control the fear in her heart, always worried about slipping up, thus her hands and feet were cold.

Upon hearing Feng Qing’s words, Si Qi said nothing more, supporting her as they returned to the Purple Bamboo Pavilion.

That night, Feng Qing slept poorly again, having nightmares throughout the night, in the dreams, many people surrounded her shouting.

"How dare you deceive the Regent Prince, await your death."

"The Prince wants to break your bones."

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