After divorce, the princess was forced to raise the villain

Seeing that crying face about to stick to her dress, Shen Ling had a look of disgust on her face and felt goosebumps rising all over her body.

"ah--!"

With a scream, Song Xinyu was kicked out again.

Shen Ling shook her clothes in disgust, put on a pitiful face, and looked at Jing Si, "Husband, let Ling'er go into the palace with you to meet the Holy Emperor."

Through those big clear eyes, Jing Si saw the hidden thoughts of the woman in front of him, and he smiled unconsciously.

Seeing that he just smiled and looked at her without saying a word, Shen Ling tilted her head in confusion.

Now that all the witnesses and physical evidence are in hand, as long as they are reported to the emperor, Song Xinyu will be brought down in one fell swoop.

Jing Si narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his body, and brought his thin lips to her ear, "I haven't settled the matter with you for leaving the house behind my back. Don't worry, I will help you. I'll wait when I get home." I."

The warm words came into his ears along with the slight breath. Shen Ling felt that her whole body was numb and she couldn't help but hum.

Before Shen Ling came to her senses, Jing Si stood up and told the guards behind him, "Someone, take Princess Shen back to her home."

In the end, everyone only saw a frustrated Shen Ling who followed the guards back home, and a crying Song Xinyu who was taken away miserably.

…

In the spacious and bright carriage, Jing Si was sitting upright and motionless.

In a daze, the memory fell into the shy hum just now, and his thin lips curled up slightly.

"My lord, are you looking for me?"

A secret guard opened the carriage curtain and stood respectfully inside.

The voice brought his memories back to reality. Jing Si raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him and said coldly, "Is there any news from the palace recently?"

The man thought for a moment and then said with some hesitation, "The emperor has learned that Princess Shen Ling is staying in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion."

"How did he know?"

When the word "Shen Ling" was mentioned, Jing Si's expression seemed to be slightly stunned, but he regained his composure in an instant.

"It should be that Princess Song and her mother-in-law blocked the news from the public in the palace, which attracted the emperor's attention, and he also thought of Princess Shen Ling."

The guard thought for a while, with an unknown emotion in his eyes, and continued, "The emperor probably wants Princess Shen Ling to continue living in the palace."

Jing Si's handsome face was neither cold nor indifferent, and he waved his hand casually, signaling the man to retreat.

Jing Si was the only one left in the carriage.

He held the tea cup and pondered for a moment, then slowly uttered a sentence, "Let her go back. It should be for the Phoenix Heart."

No one in the car answered.

He leaned back towards the carriage with his eyes closed and said to himself, "I never expected that this old guy would be so interested in Phoenix Heart."

After a while.

The Danfeng eyes suddenly opened, and the anger in them was raging.

"If that's the case, then no wonder I rebelled and seized power."

…

Imperial Prefecture.

After being forcibly pulled back, Shen Ling huddled in her room with an aggrieved look on her face.

Out of boredom, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

Then he skipped towards the private treasury of the Imperial Master's Mansion. When the guards guarding the treasury saw Shen Ling, they all retreated respectfully.

Looking at the various precious medicines that had been replenished in the room, Shen Ling Wan'er smiled, with satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

When she came out of the private room again, she was already holding a large cloth bag in her hand.

"Remember to ask your national master to continue to make up for it."

After Shen Ling walked out a few steps, he seemed to have thought of something and turned his head to look at the guard at the door and cast a look.

When he returned to his room, his slender fingers carefully took out the medicinal materials from the bag.

"Qing'er, go outside and watch, don't let anyone in."

Shen Ling let her hair fall down from her forehead and gave instructions to Qing'er who was at a loss in the room.

After the door closed, she was the only one left in the room.

The incident of the Imperial Master secretly watching her apply medicine could not help but come to mind.

Shen Ling curled her lips slightly, and her vigilant eyes swept around the room, not forgetting to take a look at some dark corners.

After confirming that no one was around, he slowly took out the scar-removing medicine and placed the gold needles neatly.

She looked at herself in the mirror and touched the scar that had faded a little.

This face is really beautiful, no wonder Song Xinyu would disfigure her face first to vent her anger, and then want to kill her.

Hatred surged in my heart.

"call."

She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, raised her hand to fiddle with the ointment and gold needles, and dealt with the scars on her face with ease.

With the help of the medicine this time, the scars are no longer reflected in the mirror.

Willow eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, high nose bridge and thin lips.

"Cure the scars on your face now, maybe it will cause unnecessary trouble."

Shen Ling sighed softly and finished speaking with some worry, but an idea flashed in his mind.

"Qing'er!"

She shouted at the door, raising her voice.

The next second, a little maid hurriedly broke in through the door, "What's wrong, miss? What happened?"

Amused by this scene, Shen Ling covered her mouth and laughed, "Go get me some dry soil."

Even though she didn't know what the soil did, Qing'er was obedient and prepared it.

While waiting for Qing'er to come back, Shen Ling crushed the poison in the bag one by one.

"Be more prepared, it will come in handy."

She touched the sweat beads on her forehead and mixed the medicine bit by bit according to the ratio.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of footsteps sounded in my ears, and the corners of Shen Ling's mouth raised as she was addicted to making drugs.

It should be that little girl Qing'er who is back.

As expected, the little girl came back with a bag of dry soil, put it on the table, and left respectfully.

"Since we can't be discovered, we should hide it better."

After saying that, Shen Ling pushed out the cured poison, took out a clean porcelain bowl, kneaded some soil and put some ointment on it.

It wasn't until the objects in the bowl were semi-sticky that a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

In front of the mirror, I quietly touched the paste bit by bit along the scar marks.

After it dried, it looked surprisingly similar to the original scar!

Now, everything is ready.

…

At the same time, in the palace.

Jing Si was invited to the imperial study. Although he did not need the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers in the court, Jing Si just stood aside respectfully.

"Come here, give me a seat."

The old emperor raised his hand with a smile on his face, and then a eunuch came forward and set up a seat for Jing Si.

"I wonder why Your Majesty is looking for me to do this?" The indifference on Jing Si's face was hard to figure out.

No one knows what the two talked about in the imperial study.

It's just that when Jing Si left, his face was a little gloomy, and there were a few more nuns and eunuchs from the palace following behind him.