轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！Qiao'er stared blankly at Chu Qingge, unable to speak.

Chu Qingge smiled faintly: "The world is unfair. If you want to be a good person, others won't allow it. You treat people sincerely, and that person might stab you in the back."

Even though she has a new body now, touching her chest still brings pain as if the wound is still fresh.

"Princess..." Qiao'er didn't know what the princess was thinking.

But at this moment, looking at the princess's cold back, I always feel that the princess in front of me is very far away, very far away.

It's too far, no matter how hard you try, you won't be able to reach it.

"I came here, originally just wanting to be an ordinary person, but the moment I arrived, it felt like my fate was sealed as someone destined to be bullied."

"Princess, no one will bully you!" Qiao'er clenched her fists and stood up.

"I'm sorry, Princess. I shouldn't be weak. We did nothing wrong!"

"That's right, we didn't do anything wrong, what are you panicking about"

Chu Qingge smiled, leaning against the window, turning her head to look at her.

"Shuang'er's death was her own doing. The mistress and her servant both harbored malicious intentions beforehand, and now that they have met their end, it is a consequence of their own actions."

“If I drank Chu Weiyun’s wine, when Li Shizi burst in, what he would see is me and those male performers rolling around in bed. Then, what do you think would happen to me and you”

As a princess, perhaps Feng Li Ye would still spare her life.

But he was so humiliated, his own wife and another man rolled together. He had to vent this anger.

Qiao'er's life may not be saved.

Someone has set a trap, and they don't want to die, so they can only kill the one who set the trap.

If that's the case, why feel guilty about the enemy's death

qiao'er looked at chu qingge, looking dumbfounded.

"I wonder how long it's been," Qiao'er said listlessly, "Princess, what... are you really"

Princess, I'm really not the same princess as before.

... Died once... Maybe, the princess's words, are true.

qiao'er didn't dare to think too deeply, but she knew that she liked the current ninth princess!

Chu Qingge's gaze shifted from Qiao'er and returned to the window.

What kind of person is she

"It doesn't matter." The smile at the corner of her lips gradually faded.

Chu Qingge's brow held no hint of emotion.

"The past is the past, and I just want to be a simple person now."

Perhaps he was a chivalrous doctor, traveling the world with his medical skills.

Perhaps, it would be best to stay in this inconspicuous corner, continuing to hone my medical and alchemical skills.

Political machinations are too tiring.

The higher you climb, the harder you fall.

Now, being a despised waste of space, the Ninth Princess, isn't it quite agreeable

Let's go and see what happens to that woman, and also...

Her eyes grew deep.

Also, take a look at that man. Is he really so cold and heartless

……

Tonight, Chu Weiyun's bedroom is bleak.

Outside, the wind stood guard early, not daring to enter even the door.

Besides Feng Yuanhao, who had come upon hearing the news, after entering, he ordered his guards to take down the three male performers, leaving only Feng Liye and his servant, Feng Zhao, behind.

He didn't want to wake up anyone else.

Because, this matter, absolutely cannot let outsiders know!

This relates to Princess Yun's happiness for her whole life!

When Feng Liye entered the door, Feng Yuanhao's two subordinates brought the three male performers in and made them kneel in the outer hall.

Those three... they didn't even have a piece of cloth on them, huddled on the ground, shivering.

Behind the screen, a woman sits on the bed, huddled in a corner, crying.

Sobbing uncontrollably!

Feng Liye walked in.

At first glance, my ten fingers instantly clenched!

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