C17

Martial Imperial Manor

The Martial King coldly sized up the ignorant little girl in front of him. He had just learned a secret from this girl. However, it was not a secret to him. How could he not know about Qing`er? He loved Qing`er, even though he was bound by the shackles of ethics, he still loved her. The Emperor was afraid of losing face, but he was not afraid. It was his fortune to have Qing`er in his life.

"Uncle Wang, can you let me see the princess now?"

Ziwei smiled sweetly at the Martial King.

"The princess was still resting, so it was inconvenient for her to see him." The Martial King's eyes were ice-cold. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. The smile was very beautiful, but it was filled with hidden killing intent.

"Yes." Nobody can hurt Qing`er.

"Does Uncle Wang not want the Princess to be happy?" "Uncle Wang clearly knows …" Zi Wei looked at the Martial King meaningfully.

"This king doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know." "This king will not let you see his wife." The Martial King's voice became increasingly cold. Killing intent flashed through his deep eyes. He definitely wouldn't allow anyone to find out about Qing`er's past. Qing`er was already suffering enough.

"Uncle Wang, why are you thinking too much?" Ziwei mocked.

"No king's business is none of your business." The Martial King's eyes dimmed, and the smile on his face was no longer natural. It was hard to be told about the central incident. That's right, he had always been thinking too much.

"If Uncle Wang tries to stop Ziwei, Ziwei will tell everyone about Uncle Wang and the Emperor."

"" "How dare you!"

"See if I dare!" Princess Ziwei laughed innocently.

Under the coaxing of Zi Wei, the Martial King finally compromised. To be honest, he wasn't afraid of Ziwei spreading rumors about the Martial Imperial Consort, but rather that he wanted to see Qing`er's heart. He really wanted to know if Qing`er still had a man that would abandon her for face.

Under the guidance of a servant girl, the Violet Myrtle had arrived at the Pacifying Heart Pavilion. Falling in love! What a devoted name! Purple Wei was filled with ridicule in her heart. Was such a woman worthy of her Martial King uncle? Ridiculous!

After passing through a long corridor, he came to the Martial Imperial Consort's room. The room was very large, even larger than the rooms in Violet Myrtle Palace. Inside the room, there were seven layers of purple curtains dotted with small flowers. When he lifted the curtains, he saw a gorgeous and beautiful bed with Princess Martial Law lying on it.

"The prince has said that the princess must wait until the princess wakes up before she can speak to her." A female servant who had brought Princess Ziwei said.

Wait for her to wake up! Would she wait if she didn't wake up? Purple Wei frowned and was slightly displeased.

"I got it, you go down and take a look!" The Violet Myrtle said with a smile.

The servant girl wanted to say something more, but was scared stiff by the fierce glare of the purple net.

The Violet Myrtle quietly gazed at the sleeping woman on the bed. "This woman is so cold when she sleeps.

For her, a dignified princess, to wait for this woman to wake up? How ridiculous! Martial King really doesn't put me in his eyes. Damn it!

Princess Ziwei came forward and pushed her. "Hey!" Wake up! "Wake up!"

Sensing that someone was touching her, the Martial Imperial Consort opened her eyes. Who is it? "Her eyes fixed on the delicate Zi Wei in front of her." "Who are you?" His eyes were cold and his tone was cold.

Who was she? This woman didn't know her? Find out that she's a princess! Ignoring her! Hateful! Damn it!

"I'm Princess Ziwei. We've met at the state banquet that day, and you're too dismissive of me."

"Oh!" "Princess Ziwei!"

"I remember now!"

"No image."

"You must have a good impression of my royal father, right?" The Violet Myrtle chaotically roared a few times.

Martial Imperial Concubine's cold gaze instantly dimmed! How could she forget the Emperor? In her dreams, she could still remember the Emperor's heartless face. She loved him so much, but he gave her to the Martial King for his sake. She hated him! A heartless man. So hateful. The hand hidden under the blanket clenched tightly, the long nails digging deep into the flesh.

"Who told you I knew your Imperial Father?" Panic and helplessness. Why did someone else open her scar? Didn't that man kill everyone he knew?

"Don't worry about it so much, just cooperate with me. I promise that I will let my royal father marry you." Zi Wei looked at Martial Imperial Consort with fixed eyes. This condition was so tempting. Big Sister Xiao finally figured it out.

"For your own good, it's better if you leave me alone with your father." Martial Imperial Concubine closed her eyes again.

This girl is so naive. He didn't even know that he had been used by others. The Emperor would have married her long ago. Why wait until now? That man didn't even want his own child. She had completely given up on him. She didn't want to have any hopes! He only wanted to be with the Martial King. Only the Martial King was sincere to her.

Princess Ziwei was frightened by the Martial Imperial Consort's attitude. Wasn't she supposed to agree? Didn't big sister say that women never marry the one they love? Strange!

"You can go now."

The door swung open. The Martial King appeared in front of Zi Wei and coldly ordered her to leave. Earlier, he had already heard it. Qing`er no longer had her royal brother in her heart. The joy in his heart cannot be expressed in words. Finally, she no longer loved her royal brother.

The Violet Myrtle left angrily.

He still didn't believe that she had put it down. Martial Imperial Concubine looked out the window at the drizzle of rain in a daze.

Just now, she had already sensed that someone was eavesdropping. As expected. Hehe! What else could she ask? At least he wouldn't abandon himself.