Chapter 317 The Deaf Musician is a Black-Hearted Lotus 27
The third princess was somewhat encouraged by Lingyao's look.
He turned around and started to yell at the Ninth Princess: "Speak up, Ninth Princess."
That look has a bit of the meaning of a mean person who has succeeded.
Lingyao looked very upset.
The Ninth Princess read through all the letters.
Rebuttal: "Even if I cannot prove that I did not write this letter, the content of the letter is nothing more than my correspondence with the ministers. It cannot directly prove that I murdered the Queen!"
"Really?" Lingyao glanced at a certain place among the ministers to make sure that the matter had been settled.
His emotionless eyes turned to the Ninth Princess, with a very serious face.
Saying the most unexpected words.
"I think we are a little ambiguous. I will give you whatever you want."
As soon as she finished speaking, several people who had been punished were thrown into the hall by the guards.
After seeing the people in the palace, the Ninth Princess's expression changed drastically.
Of course she knew several people in the hall, but she had sent people to deal with them the day before yesterday.
How could someone who was supposed to be dead appear here?
At this moment, she immediately turned her eyes to the minister who was helping her.
But the other party avoided her sight.
The Ninth Princess still didn't understand something at this moment.
But she was unwilling to give up.
"How dare you, a traitor, attempt to slander me."
Before they could speak, she drew the sword from the guard's waist and was about to stab them.
But before the sword in her hand got close, she was struck back by a sword in the waist.
Lingyao put away the sword with her backhand, her movements were clean and smooth, like flowing water.
His eyes fell on the Ninth Princess.
The Ninth Princess felt extremely uncomfortable with her gaze.
I actually felt a little fear from the bottom of my heart.
Unconsciously, he turned his eyes away.
Is she afraid of this waste Nangong Lingyao?
It's a joke...
But her fingers holding the sword were still shaking from the aftershocks of the previous block, and she couldn't control them at all.
The trembling gradually spread to the heart.
The few people who were thrown into the hall had just experienced a life-and-death fight a few days ago, and were now attacked in court by the Ninth Princess.
They were so frightened that one of them actually peed his pants right in the hall.
He spoke out everything in an anxious and trembling voice.
And there is evidence left in their hands.
At this point, all the ministers from the Ninth Princess's party looked ashen.
His fingers trembled slightly and his face turned pale and he closed his eyes.
Knowing that the situation is over now.
The Ninth Princess was completely defeated.
The Third Princess took the opportunity to take out the Queen's true will and read it out in front of everyone.
The Third Princess did not make any falsehood in this will.
That is what the Queen really meant.
All this is thanks to the Ninth Princess.
Let her naturally become the most trusted princess of the Queen.
Of course, the one she should thank the most is her most awesome royal sister!
When everyone heard that the Third Princess had succeeded to the throne, those who were originally on the Third Princess' side naturally knelt down immediately to receive the order.
When the ministers who were conquered by Lingyao saw that Lingyao had no intention of objecting, they immediately knelt down.
But one could not help wondering why the fifteenth princess did so many things not for the throne.
Lingyao said that she came here to lie down and kiss the baby God of Wealth to make money.
I'm not here to be the queen so tired that I want to hang myself!
After dealing with these matters, it was already evening when Lingyao returned to her palace.
The sky was getting dark, and a hint of light orange was almost swallowed up by the pitch-black clouds.
Wushuang just sat on the doorstep without any etiquette.
Her long hair fell on both sides, as black and shiny as ink.
He was wearing the ivory long gown that Lingyao bought for him.
Although the clothes are traditionally white, the runes on the sleeves, collar, and belt are all shining gold.
He looks like a precious little prince.
Hearing the noise, he raised his eyelids.
When he saw it was really Lingyao, his eyebrows curved into a smile.
He just sat down and stretched out his arms towards Lingyao.
"hug."
The bright and clear eyes were tinged with tenderness.
Lingyao's face was tense.
Hug, hug, hug. What are you hugging?
You’ll know when you hold it and see your belly bulge out!
When Lingyao thought about the fact that men in this world could get pregnant, she wanted to punch the Wealth System to the wall and curse at it for half an hour.
What if the God of Wealth has a bulge in his belly?
Not to mention that the God of Wealth is still a baby.
She is a baby too!
Who will take care of a family of three babies?
The rich man who was beaten against the wall and scolded for half an hour said: ...It asks, who can take care of it, it is also a baby!
So Lingyao could only try her best to restrain herself.
But she couldn't stand Wushuang always appearing in front of her.
Like today.
Lingyao was lying in a recliner, reading a picture book with great interest.
Wushuang went straight to her side and followed her closely to watch.
While watching, he was eating sweet cake beside her.
My whole body was filled with the fragrance of the Poria cocos cake.
Lingyao frowned and moved back a little to distance themselves from each other.
"Play games or not."
When Wushuang heard the word "game", his eyes lit up.
He nodded: "Yes."
Lingyao took out two bamboo dragonflies that she hadn't seen in her arms since some time ago and put them into Wushuang's hands.
Touching his long hair: "Well, go play."
Wushuang was holding two bamboo dragonflies in his hands, and was taken to the backyard to play by Xiao Fuzi with a confused look on his face.
He looked at Xiao Fuzi with a funny look on his face as he taught him how to play with a bamboo helicopter.
He stuffed the bamboo dragonfly in his arms, curled his lips, and turned away.
Then he sat in the backyard with a knife and carved the little man.
It was two days later that Lingyao discovered the Wushuang Eagle figurine, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.
It was obviously her.
The only difference between that little man and Lingyao is that the little man has a very rich expression.
Every stroke of her painting was lifelike, and the clothes she wore were not as simple and convenient as Lingyao's.
More complicated, more varied, and more beautiful.
Lingyao's forehead twitched when she saw this.
No, only the God of Wealth can read minds, right? How come he carved out all the twisted expressions in her mind?
When Lingyao saw it for the first time, she confiscated the figurine with a stern face and only felt relieved after locking it in the cabinet.
As a result, the next day, I saw another one being carved on Wushuang's hands.
The expression on it was still an angry face.
The girl has a pretty face, and she looks very lifelike when she is angry.
Lingyao had a cold and ruthless look on her face, and immediately seized the villain.
And told Wushuang not to carve it again.
Wushuang pursed his lips, his voice low and aggrieved: "If you don't want to play with me, can't I carve a little man to play with me?"
His drooping eyebrows made people feel sorry for him.
Lingyao pinched her palms.
Damn God of Wealth!
Play, play, whoever dares not play with the baby God of Wealth will be rewarded with a big dice!
However, after that day, Wushuang still carved a little figure of Lingyao.
However, this villain is really no different from Lingyao herself, with a cold and stern face.
Next to him stood a miniature version of Wushuang himself, with curved eyebrows and eyes that looked like two crescent moons.