I dressed as a princess and cheated on myself

"Well, I'm not that familiar with her. I just felt sorry for her before, but I didn't expect that she had the same idea as Wang Wan'er. If that's the case, then I won't keep her!"

This sounded pleasing to me, "So, you still care about me, right?"

She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Who wouldn't care if a pig weighing more than 100 kilograms was lost?"

King Heng: "..."

She couldn't hold back and burst into laughter, "Your Highness, I was just kidding. We won't dig into that rotten cabbage!"

Prince Heng looked helpless and suffered internal injuries.

After thinking about it, he laughed out loud, "You are really becoming more and more unruly. I have spoiled you! By the way, you asked me to ask Mr. Han. I asked him and he is indeed interested in Zhao Ziqing. He was very happy to hear that you wanted to be a matchmaker for him."

Song Bushi didn’t know that Zhao Ziqing was such a person before, but now that she knows, she doesn’t want to talk about it anymore.

But Mr. Han was the husband of two children after all. She had already said it, and it would be awkward if she refused to go. "Then I should go and tell him?"

"It's up to you. You decide."

"Okay, I'll go and mention it and send her off. As for what happened between her and you, I'll pretend I don't know to avoid embarrassment."

"It's up to you."

Song Bushi turned around, then suddenly looked back and waved to him, "Come here, I want to tell you a secret."

He walked closer and leaned in, listening carefully, but she suddenly kissed him, "This is a reward!"

After saying that, he ran away with a red face.

He stood bent over for a long time, feeling the place on his face where he was kissed was still hot. He couldn't help but smile, and a feeling of happiness rose from the bottom of his heart.

I chased her outside to see her back and watched her disappear from my sight.

"Your Highness!" Wei Zhong came over from behind, saw that he was grinning foolishly, and followed his gaze.

But, there is clearly nothing?

When Prince Heng turned around, he was frightened to see Wei Zhong standing so close to him. "Are you sick? Why are you standing so close to me?"

Wei Zhong said in a daze, "Your Majesty, what were you looking at just now? Why were you laughing so..."

cheap!

He didn't dare to say the last word. King Heng glared at him, "What's the matter?"

"Prime Minister Zhao's entire clan has been implicated, and the place of execution has been chosen. If anyone dares to rob the execution ground, they will be caught in one fell swoop!"

"This is not a small-scale operation. If she is really the princess of the Japanese slaves, all the Japanese slaves who have been released will surely come to rescue her. We must take this opportunity to kill them all and never let them go back alive!"

**

Song Bushi was afraid that he would come back too late and Zhao Ziqing would have already left the palace, thus missing the matchmaking time.

As soon as I entered the house, I heard Xiaoyun say, "Madam, Miss Zhao twisted her ankle while walking in the backyard. It seems to be quite serious. Do you want to see a doctor?"

Haha, this bitch, she twists at the right time!

"I gonna go see."

She turned and went to Zhao Ziqing's room. She could hear her crying from a distance, "Oh, it hurts so much..."

When Song Bushi approached, he saw her holding her swollen ankle and crying.

If she hadn't known that she ran to King Heng in the middle of the night and did such a shameless thing, she really wouldn't have realized that she was such a person.

Her acting is really good!

Yes, she lost her mother when she was young, and she was able to grow up successfully under the tyranny of her stepmother. She must have learned to read people's expressions early on.

And you have to be very good at pretending to be weak in order to survive.

She even avenged her mother. All the members of Prime Minister Zhao's family were beheaded, but she managed to escape. This was not only due to luck, but also wisdom and scheming.

She calculated every step very accurately, maybe even I was included in her calculations?

As for Prince Heng, he should be the life-saving straw she wants to hold on to.

After all, she is now helpless. Prime Minister Zhao has been in the court for many years and has made many enemies. Her situation is indeed difficult.

So at this time, if she was smart and agreed to marry Mr. Han, it would be a way out.

As long as she lives a good life, it shouldn't be too bad, at least she will have enough food and clothing.

Song Bushi pushed the door open and asked with a concerned look, "Miss Zhao, what happened? She was fine just now, how did you sprain your foot? Is it serious?"

She quickly stood up and saluted, but just as she stood up, she fell down again and fell heavily.

Song Bushi didn't help him, "It looks like he's seriously injured, his feet are swollen."

Zhao Ziqing propped herself up and half leaned against the bed, saying with difficulty, "I really can't walk. I originally came back to pack my luggage, but what should I do now?"

Song Bushi really didn't want to keep her, "How about I have someone carry you to the inn?"

Zhao Ziqing, "..."

She was confused. Could it be that the Queen knew that I went to see Prince Heng in the middle of the night?

Otherwise, why would she be like this?

Song Bushi looked at her calmly without exposing her.

Zhao Ziqing's eyes turned red, and she continued, "Thank you, Madam, for thinking so carefully. But my foot is too badly injured, and the inn is full of people of all kinds, so it's not very safe. I hope Madam will let me recuperate for a few more days!"

Song Bushi curled his lips, "Ah, there is something I need to tell you, it should be a happy event..."

She was delighted. Could it be that Prince Heng had changed his mind?

Want to keep her?

But she said, "Mr. Han asked me to be a matchmaker and asked what you think."

Zhao Ziqing's face immediately sank, and she said without hesitation, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I have no connection with Mr. Han, and I have no feelings for him. Please let him give up on this idea!"

"Don't you want to consider it? Mr. Han is not bad, right?"

Zhao Ziqing was slightly angry, "My Lady, there is no need to ask any more questions."

"Okay, I'm just asking casually. If you don't agree, forget it."

After saying that, he didn't bother to care about her and just walked away.

As soon as I came out, I saw Han Run walking hurriedly towards the study with a pile of books in his hand.

Song Bushi shouted, "Mr. Han, please stay."

Han Run stopped and bowed respectfully, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"No need to be polite. I just came from Miss Zhao's place and asked her what she thought for you..."

He looked expectant, his eyes brightened a little, and she said, "She doesn't agree."

Han Run sighed, "As expected..."

She comforted him, "There are many good girls in the world, Mr. Han, there is no need to be sad. When there is a chance, I will find a better one for you."

Han Run didn't respond. "I heard that Miss Ziqing injured her foot. What happened?"

Song Bushi was speechless. He didn't hear a word she said just now.

She was too lazy to talk nonsense, "Yes, my feet are swollen. If Mr. Han is worried, why don't you go and take a look yourself."

Han Run hesitated for a moment, then said excitedly, "Then... Thank you, Madam. I will delay my class for a while and go see her first."

After saying that, he went straight to Zhao Ziqing's room.

It seems that Han Run really likes her. Even though he was rejected, he still doesn't want to give up.

I wanted to take advantage of her being hurt to show my love and move her, this is a good opportunity!

Song Bushi was too lazy to care about these things and rested on the couch at the door.

As soon as I lay down, Xiaoyun came, "Your Majesty, Her Royal Highness the Princess has arrived!"

"Ah?" Song Bushi sat up suddenly, "Which princess?"