Twin Space: The Evil King Should Never Think of Taking the Throne

Ji Cheng dealt with Chi Ming, but he didn't kill him, but made him live a life worse than death. Chi Ming looked at Ji Cheng with hatred, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces. Facing Chi Ming's hatred, Ji Cheng didn't care at all, but he couldn't ignore the desperate look on Wen Ning's face when he heard his words.

Ji Cheng waved his hand and had Chi Ming pushed out. He reached out to pull up Wen Ning, who was lying limp on the ground, but saw that she was looking at him as if he were a stranger.

"Ah Cheng, are you still the Ah Cheng that I, Wen Ning, know?"

"Gu Yi Ye!"

"No, you are not. You are now cruel, heartless, selfish and conceited. You are no longer the same as before. You might as well kill him if you treat him like this."

Wen Ning had somewhat lost her mind at this point. She complained and resented, but ultimately failed to change Ji Cheng's mind.

Ji Cheng ordered the palace servants to take good care of Wen Ning, and walked out of Jinxiu Palace alone, his heart sinking to the bottom. He recalled the days he spent with Wen Ning, and tears silently flowed down his face.

"Ji Liao, come closer and listen."

Ji Cheng finally stopped and called Ji Liao. After he gave his instructions, Ji Liao left. Ji Cheng, who had been walking aimlessly, gradually regained the demeanor that a king should have.

"Your Majesty, I have arranged a bath for you. It is time to return to the palace and rest."

The palace attendant Fulin came over to remind Ji Cheng, feeling sorry for the young monarch.

"Fulin, why does Ning'er like Chi Ming? Don't I... treat her well?"

Fulin was speechless when asked. He didn't understand the relationship between men and women and couldn't answer Ji Cheng's question, but in his heart, Ji Cheng was the best.

"Go back!"

Ji Cheng held out his hand, and Fulin understood and hurried over to help him. Ji Cheng's legs felt like they were filled with lead, and every step he took was as heavy as a thousand pounds. He finally reached Ji Cheng's bedroom, Chaoyang Palace, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Fulin helped Ji Cheng into the hot spring, tears already streaming down his face.

"Your Majesty, why didn't you tell Concubine Ning that you founded the Temple of the God of Death in the Central Plains to treat him, and because of that, you were targeted by the people of Lingqiong. If you don't detoxify your leg, it will really be useless."

"I never need to let her know what I do. Besides, there is an antidote for this poison. Send someone to keep an eye on Xiangnan. If there is a way, you can ask the people from Youlan Valley to come to the Killing God Temple for a consultation. The consultation fee is five thousand taels of gold."

Ji Cheng ran into the bathtub comfortably, slowly relieved the bone-gnawing pain in his legs, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Your servant Zijun greets the great King Chongming."

In a trance, a bright figure in a bright red wedding gown saluted him. The black hair was like a waterfall under the bright red candlelight, and it also brought out a faint fragrance like orchid. The person in front of him was as beautiful as a celestial being, and it was hard to find in the world. Her eyebrows were as dark as the distant mountains, her almond eyes were like the stars at night, her nose was tall and straight like a deep valley, and her cherry lips were as clear and pleasant as pearls falling on a plate.

Ji Cheng felt that he had recognized this woman at the first sight, but he did not expect that her next words would hit him hard.

"Zi Jun thanks the king for helping Zhongyuan and resolving the crisis of the court. However, the king should rest assured that Zhongyuan will never treat the king unfairly. If the king needs help in the future, Zhongyuan will definitely support him with all his strength. Zi Jun heard that the king was suffering from an old illness, so he specially prepared a Huiyuan Pill to help the king get rid of the old illness. However, Zi Jun hopes to make three rules with the king."

Ji Cheng just looked at the slightly thin woman, slowly walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote down three rules.

"Zhongyuan Princess Zhao Zijun and Da Chongming Prince Ji Cheng have agreed on three rules. First, this is a political marriage. The two parties have no feelings for each other and do not need to fulfill their husband and wife obligations. The princess will not interfere in the private affairs of the prince, and the prince will not entangle the princess. Second, both parties must not harm the interests of the two countries, and peace between the two countries is the first priority. Third... Please let the prince propose the third rule!"

The woman put down her pen and looked at Ji Cheng with a smile on her face. Just that bright smile like spring was enough to make Ji Cheng's heart beat. Ji Cheng took the pen from the woman, looked at the woman who was as bright as the breeze and the moon, and wrote with a smile:

"If the princess falls in love with the king someday, the first rule will be invalidated."

The woman looked down at the third item, curled her lips, raised her eyebrows and looked at Ji Cheng, as if to say that this was impossible. Ji Cheng ignored her and lightly signed his name on the side, and handed the pen to the woman. The woman did not hesitate, and after signing her name, she made a gesture of invitation, indicating Ji Cheng to leave.

Ji Cheng looked at the woman with nostalgia, but left without saying much. In the days that followed, Ji Cheng was happiest when he went to see her. She was in poor health, but she liked to tinker with some herbs and prescribe medicine for herself. In order to make her feel more comfortable, he did not arrange too many palace servants for her.

She seemed to treat Chaoyang Palace as her own home, and even opened a plot of land in the garden to grow herbs. Sometimes, she would even walk around barefoot in the herb field when no one was in the palace. Such a woman was like a ray of dazzling light, illuminating him and even the entire palace.

Time passed, and he could no longer leave that slender figure. He tried every way to win her heart, and wanted to cancel the first of the three rules, but she never opened her heart to him. Until one day, she seemed to be very uncomfortable, and her whole body seemed to be on fire.

That night he felt as if he were in the clouds, and she was the blossoming flower, delicate and charming.

The next day, she seemed a little panicked, but she did not blame him for his rudeness, but gradually accepted him. The two of them also tacitly abolished the first of the three rules.

In the days that followed, Ji Cheng was happy every day. Not long after, he was even more ecstatic because his queen was pregnant. However, in the following days, he lived in fear because the queen had severe morning sickness and could hardly eat, which made her already weak body even weaker.

Ji Cheng wanted to abort the baby many times, but the queen carefully prescribed medicine for him, saying that he could recover and that there were two babies in her belly. He was very worried and asked Tong Lu, the best doctor in Da Chong, to check her pulse. Tong Lu said that it was indeed twins and the queen was weak, so it would be very risky to give birth to the baby.

Ji Cheng was in great pain during that time. He wanted children, but he wanted a queen even more. However, the queen told him that day that she was not Zhao Zijun, but the eleventh daughter of the Duke of Huguo. She had been sick since childhood and had fought against the sky for twenty years. This time, she would definitely be able to fight for the two children.

In order to help her take good care of the baby, Ji Cheng searched for the best medicine in the world, wishing to give her the best. However, one day he discovered that the queen he cared about was secretly in contact with his mortal enemy, the Ghost-faced Yama. The Ghost-faced Yama was the culprit who caused him to suffer a great loss of vitality at the entrance of the Poison Valley and his old illness was difficult to cure. He was also the culprit who killed his Ning'er.