Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1293
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It’s still a purely romantic story!
The old man opened it, and the first sentence was: The Prime Minister held the little fox’s waist with one hand, and lifted up its furry tail with the other hand, and then…
Snapped–
The old man closed the book in one swoop, and his ears, which had not turned red for many years, miraculously turned red.
But since it was a gift from the Prime Minister, he couldn’t refuse it, so he had to accept it and nodded to thank Sheng Linyuan.
“You’re welcome. I bought several more and kept them. And…” He turned his head and stared at Su Liuliu with eyes as sharp as a knife.
“I have committed an offense and have been thinking about Your Majesty for a long time. Your Majesty has been with me every time he went to Manjiang Tower before. The shopkeeper and Master Yue can both testify to this. May I ask, where did you come from?”
Sheng Linyuan picked up the patron registration form from the guard’s hand and threw it in the woman’s face without any hesitation.
The paper was sharp, and when it fell to the ground, it actually cut two cuts on Su Liuliu’s greedy face, and blood slowly dripped down.
In the face of Su Liuliu’s horrified expression, the Jade-faced Prime Minister continued to question in a cold voice: “Take a look, these are all records of your meeting with Nan Yang. Ask yourself, is this child really your Majesty’s?”
“Yes, it’s your Majesty!” Su Liuliu didn’t expect that Sheng Linyuan and Si Jin had this kind of relationship. She was unsure and her voice trembled when she tried to argue.
Sheng Linyuan and Mu Sijin, aren’t they enemies?
How could you do such a disgusting thing?
Looking at the other person’s face and knowing that the other person is a man, don’t they want to vomit?
Su Liuliu imagined herself facing a woman and immediately began to retch in nausea.
This vomiting made her pretend to continue crying: “Your Majesty, this child is really yours, are you really going to deny it? Do you really have to force us mother and son to death in the street?”
“I’m not forcing you, it’s just… we are of royal blood, so we need to be cautious.” Si Jin picked up the dagger again and slowly approached Su Liuliu.
The voice was cold, but the smile on his face was refreshing: “I have heard that taking the blood from your stomach can also complete the blood test.”
“I have to see if this child’s blood can be fused with mine. Since you can’t do it yourself, I will do it for you.”
“My lord concubine~” He was kind and upright, and advised kindly: “Only those who endure the most hardships can become the best~”
Seeing the knife getting closer and closer to her abdomen, Su Liuliu finally became scared.
With tears in her eyes, she covered her stomach in disbelief and took two steps back: “No, don’t touch my child, my child, wuwuwu.”
“But if I don’t touch him, how can I know the result?” Si Jin still had that gentle and smiling look on his face: “Don’t be afraid, my knife is very sharp.”
As he spoke, he turned around and cut off a piece of Su Liuliu’s clothes, piercing her calf.
Su Liuliu finally stood up out of control and wanted to run, but after just two steps, she was caught by the guards brought by Sheng Linyuan.
He was forced to kneel on the ground and admitted his slanderous behavior.
But after being caught red-handed, she still begged Si Jin to be lenient with her: “I am still pregnant. Your Majesty, please let me go for the sake of my former husband! Wuuwuwu.”
It would have been fine if he didn’t say anything, but as soon as he said the words of plea, Si Jin slapped him hard in the face: “These slaps were given by me on behalf of your husband who risked his life to protect you. If it weren’t for him, do you think I would care about you?”
“Pass the order down, the vicious woman Su Liuliu, be slapped fifty times a day, and when the child is born, she will be punished for deceiving the emperor and treason!”
Deceiving the emperor… plotting treason…
That means death!
Su Liuliu fell into despair, but no matter how she prayed, she could not get any mercy from the emperor.
What greeted her was only endless despair and torment.
Su Liuliu left and the crowd slowly dispersed.
Si Jin had had enough of the sun and was ready to go home, but his young wife, Sheng, refused to let him go.
Holding his romantic storybook, he pushed Si Jin to the flowerbed at the main entrance and said, “Your Majesty, I spent a lot of money to buy this storybook. Wouldn’t you like to take a look at it together?”
