I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 165 Classic Topic

Chu Mingzheng sat down and applied the medicine.

The man's forceful massage caused Qin Miao to break out in a cold sweat, but she still managed to answer his question: "Mother has been losing her appetite and feeling dazed these past few days. Strangely enough, she's been asking my second brother to accompany her these past few days."

At this point, Qin Miao spoke up for Chu Mingzheng: "After returning to Jinyang, I can see him every day. Why does Mother always see my second brother? She never asks me to see you more often. You are her biological son."

She thought that she could see Brother Zheng every day when she went to Shoukang Palace, and that she could strengthen her relationship with Brother Zheng with the help of Princess Jin and the Queen Mother. As a result, she only saw him once.

However, Lu Mingyang, because he was accompanying Princess Qinghe, could have meals with Brother Zheng every day.

Thinking of this, Qin Miao moved her body and boldly pressed against the body she had always thought about. Seeing that the man did not move, Qin Miao's emotions were aroused, and she turned her head to kiss Chu Mingzheng's cheek.

Still no movement.

Qin Miao's heart beat faster and she reached out to unbutton his clothes.

"Yangyang, your guess..." Chu Mingzheng looked up and saw the face in front of him clearly. He changed his words and said, "I have something else to do," then stood up and walked out.

Qin Miao froze in place, and after a long moment she looked up at Mudan, feeling aggrieved and unwilling: "What did he call me?"

Chu Mingzheng walked out of the East Warm Pavilion, and the six words on the note appeared in his mind.

If the mother is the mother and the son is Ah Xing, then the brother's misfortune refers to oneself. But what is this misfortune?

There was a newly dug secret passage in the study. As long as he walked in, he could pass the news to Zhu Cong and let him investigate. But this time, he paused.

Chu Mingzheng turned and walked towards the hospital. Even though they had just had an argument, he still wanted to know what she thought.

The red candles went out and the room was pitch black.

Chu Mingzheng's throat rolled and he knocked lightly on the door: "Ling'er!"

After several calls, no one responded. Chu Mingzheng pushed the door open and walked in. Only a broken teacup lay on the ground, and the person had vanished into thin air.

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The world is so vast that searching for two people is like looking for a needle in a haystack. However, the kidnappers seemed to have left behind some clues, intentionally or unintentionally, mixing the real and the fake together, making the searchers exhausted.

Chu Mingzheng was responsible for the west of the city, Pei Mian was responsible for the south of the city, Chu Mingxing was responsible for the north of the city, Lu Mingyuan and Wei Luo were responsible for the east of the city, and Shen Yan led the people from the Ministry of Justice to search in the city.

Two days later, in the evening, Chu Mingzheng found the kidnappers' tracks in the west of the city. To be more precise, the kidnappers had deliberately lured him there.

On the top of Zixia Mountain, there was a crooked tree that stretched out over the cliff. A hollow bamboo pole hung horizontally from its bifurcated trunk. A rope passed through the hollow bamboo pole, with Chu Yueling hanging from one end and Lu Mingyang from the other.

There is a vast expanse of white fog under my feet, which is bottomless.

Two kidnappers were sitting and standing on a protruding rock not far away. The sitting kidnapper shouted, "Your Highness Prince Ningyuan, are you going to save your princess or your sister? Think carefully!"

No matter how powerful a person's martial arts skills are, without a fulcrum in the air, he can only save one person, and the other person will fall into the abyss because the rope breaks.

The kidnapper sitting down kindly reminded him, "Your Highness Prince Ningyuan, if you don't make a choice now, when the grindstone in the middle breaks the rope, both of you will fall into the abyss and be shattered to pieces."

Chu Mingzheng squinted his eyes and looked over. Sure enough, he saw that a piece of the bamboo pole supporting the tree trunk had been cut off, and a sharp whetstone was pressed against the rope. It would take at most half a quarter of an hour to cut the rope.

Zhu Cong was trapped at the foot of the mountain and had no time to wait for reinforcements.

A gust of wind blew, and the two women hanging high up swayed in the wind, and the sound of the ropes grinding could be faintly felt.

Chu Yueling cried out, "Brother, please save my sister-in-law! Father said that all of us royal children are strong and will never be threatened by anyone."

Lu Mingyang was originally somewhat touched, but after hearing these words, he felt mixed emotions.

Am I just a spineless person?

It seemed so. Lu Mingyang looked at the bottomless fog beneath his feet and didn't dare to deny it. But someone had to die. And the man in front of him naturally didn't want his sister to die.

The ground was covered with gravel, and Chu Mingzheng kicked one out. The gravel hit the grindstone and shattered into pieces, but the grindstone did not move at all.

The masked man standing there sneered, "That whetstone is embedded in the tree trunk. It's impossible to knock it out. Prince Ningyuan should make his choice as soon as possible!"

As he said this, he considerately threw a piece of broken porcelain at Chu Mingzheng's feet to separate the rope.

Another piece of gravel flew out, and the masked man's veil fell off in the wind. It was Song Wei. Although he had deliberately changed his voice, his innate voice and demeanor could not be changed. And that similar figure.

Chu Mingzheng said angrily, "Song Wei, do you really want to start a war with me?"

Now that his face was exposed, Song Wei no longer hid it, though a flicker of panic crossed his gaze as he passed Lu Mingyang. But he quickly composed himself and snorted, "Your Highness is alone now. It's a tacit understanding. What difference does it make whether we start a war or not?"

You see, if anything goes wrong, he will abandon you.

Lu Mingyang thought of what Song Wei said that day and started to chuckle, but his laughter stopped abruptly in mid-sentence.

"Song Wei, what do you want to prove? What do you want to tell me? Do you want to see me sad?"

"I'm telling you, I don't need to use such childish choices to prove my place in other people's hearts, and I won't feel frustrated or resentful. As for love, if I want it, I don't need to beg others for it. I, Lu Mingyang, will love myself well."

The rope was tied around her waist. As she spoke, she used the broken jade bracelet to cut the rope at her waist. Two silver hairpins and a jade hairpin had been inserted into the knot at some point.

Even if the three hairpins could not be firmly stuck in the mouth of the bamboo pole, they were enough to delay Chu Yueling's fall, giving Chu Mingzheng time to save his sister, but she would fall into the abyss.

A feeling of weightlessness washed over her. Lu Mingyang stared at the abyss below the cliff and silently closed her eyes. Suddenly, her waist tightened, and when she opened her eyes, she had already landed steadily on the edge of the cliff.

Lu Mingyang looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. She didn't expect that Chu Mingzheng would actually save her!

"Ah!" With a startled cry, the jade hairpin shattered, and the silver hairpin got stuck in the bamboo pole, sliding along with the falling rope. As it slid, the rope on the grindstone unraveled, and Chu Yueling fell towards the cliff at an even faster speed.

Chu Mingzheng took off into the air again, and saw a vine flying in the air, one end wrapped around Chu Yueling's waist, and the other end flew up the tree trunk.

He grabbed the vine in mid-air and pulled his sister back to the cliff.

The masked man sitting there was furious and swung his sword towards Lu Mingyang. Lu Mingyang ducked and saw the sword was knocked off his hand by something.

At the same time, Chu Mingzheng also grabbed her hand and protected it behind his back.

The masked man stomped his long sword and attacked again, but this time, he was facing Chu Mingzheng, who was already showing signs of defeat after three moves. Song Wei stood on the suspended rock and did not intervene.