Chapter 337: About to Be Executed

Zi Su prepared ice water, but Ning Chen ignored her and just worked hard.

Zi Su could only cover her ears and wait outside.

The first is to worry about Ning Chen's situation.

The second is to worry about Yudie.

Sure enough, her worries were right. Two hours later, Yudie began to ask for help.

"Sister Zisu, help me... Come in and help me, I can't bear it anymore..."

Zisu was completely stunned.

How can she help with this? How about giving Ning Chen an injection and killing him?

"Sister Zisu, help me..."

Zi Su touched her hot cheek, feeling at a loss.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and walked in.

...

The next day, early morning.

Ning Chen opened his eyes, he remembered everything last night.

Turning around to look, Yudie hadn't woken up yet, sleeping very deeply... She had worked really hard last night, and of course Zisu.

Although Zisu didn't have sex with him, her mouth was probably swollen and her hands were cramped.

Ning Chen got up quietly.

Last night was so crazy, but I didn’t feel tired at all, but full of energy.

Zi Su was wrapped in Ning Chen's cloak and sleeping soundly on the soft couch outside.

Maybe it was Ning Chen's footsteps that woke her up and opened her eyes.

Seeing Ning Chen, her fair and delicate cheeks suddenly turned crimson.

Seeing Ning Chen in high spirits and high spirits, she was very angry... She and Yudie were almost exhausted.

Ning Chen looked at her and raised his lips slightly, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work!"

Zi Su's face was so red that she almost bled.

She glared at Ning Chen, "How do you feel now?"

Ning Chen felt a little distressed and poured her a glass of water. Zi Su's voice became hoarse.

"Feeling great, full of energy, full of energy."

Zi Su snorted, feeling very unhappy, and said, "That means the prescription is fine!"

"No problem? Is this an aphrodisiac?"

Zi Su shook his head, "I guess it's not the problem with the medicine. Senior Lingxuzi took this medicine in conjunction with the vomiting method."

"Maybe this happens because you don't know how to breathe in and out."

Ning Chen smiled mischievously, "Communicating in simple and in-depth terms can be considered a way of speaking out, right?"

Zi Su glared at him with a blushing face and said: "There is another possibility...that is, the dose of medicine is too great and your body cannot bear it, so it needs to be released."

"The decoction you took before was only half of the prescription... now it is a complete prescription, and the potency has been doubled, so you can no longer take the previous dosage."

"I'll have to reduce the dose next time."

Ning Chen looked at her jokingly, "You still want me to drink?"

Zi Su blushed and snorted, "Next time this happens again, I will stab you with an needle and cripple you...so that you can't hold your head up for the rest of your life."

Ning Chen: "???"

"Are you willing to?"

Zisu glared at him, "You should leave quickly, I'm going to bed, I'm exhausted!"

"Then you guys have a good rest!"

.......

Ning Chen went back home first, put on his beloved Diao Chan, and came to the Supervision Department.

Come to a place.

Feng Qizheng and others were there, but they didn't come around to chat with him as usual. They all looked at him with complicated expressions.

Ning Chen was slightly startled, "Why are you so serious? What happened?"

Feng Qizheng said: "Ning Chen, Geng Ziyi asked you to come, go find him."

Ning Chen said oh and came to Geng Jing's room with a puzzled look on his face.

Pan Yucheng is also here.

What are the two discussing? When they saw Ning Chen coming in, they all stopped and looked at him with complicated eyes.

Ning Chen felt a little uneasy... What's going on? Could it be that his affair with the empress was exposed?

"What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Geng Jing sighed and said: "Your Majesty has issued an order!"

Ning Chen was slightly startled, "What's the purpose?"

Geng Jing said: "Three days later, Lord Ning will behead him in public display!"

Ning Chen's expression froze slightly.

Pan Yucheng took over, "Your two brothers, Ning Xing and Ning Mao, have been sentenced to exile."

Ning Chen just said lightly.

The two looked at Ning Chen worriedly.

"Are you OK?"

Pan Yucheng asked with concern.

Ning Chen shook his head.

Is Ning Ziming a good person? Definitely not. He is greedy for life and afraid of death, greedy for power, and loves vanity... The crimes he committed would not be enough even if he died a hundred times.

The only thing he did in his life was to help him bring down the left prime minister at a critical moment.

Moreover, he is not the real Ning Chen and has no feelings for Ning Ziming at all?

Geng Jing said: "Originally, His Majesty meant that Qiu Hou Wen Zhan, after all, you are about to marry the Ninth Princess, and it is not appropriate to see blood."

"But Lord Shangshu Ling proposed to ask now. You have been granted the title of Marquis and will soon become a relative of the emperor... If a family of serious criminals is imprisoned, it will affect your reputation and the majesty of the royal family."

Shangshu Ling is the head of the Shangshu Province, in charge of six departments, and holds a high position of power.

Ning Chen frowned slightly. He had met this minister several times in the court. There was no grudge or even friction between the two.

Although the reason for Shangshu Ling's proposal is tenable, I wonder if it is an illusion? He felt like he was being targeted.

Pan Yucheng said: "Go and see him?"

Ning Chen came back to his senses, nodded slightly, turned and left.

He personally went to Tianfu Tower and packed some meals.

Return to the Supervision Department and carry the food box to the depths of the prison.

He hadn't seen Ning Ziming for a while.

Ning Ziming's clothes were clean and his mental state was not bad.

Maybe it was because of him that everyone would take extra care of Ning Ziming.

Ning Chen asked the jailer to open the prison door and walked in with the food box.

"Tianfulou's freshly baked roast duck, eat it while it's hot?"

Ning Ziming sat down cross-legged, "I didn't expect you to come to see me... We haven't seen each other for a while, how are you?"

Ning Chen opened the food box and said lightly: "Very good! I took over the state of Yuzhou, recovered the border, killed the left prime minister and the prime minister... His Majesty personally named me Xiaoyao Hou."

Ning Ziming's eyes suddenly widened, his face full of shock!

Then, he laughed out loud.

"Okay, okay, okay... My Ning family has a marquis, who was conferred the title of marquis at the age of sixteen. He is the first marquis conferred by His Majesty in the Rende Year, hahaha..."

Ning Chen pulled a duck leg to him, "I was conferred the title of marquis, why are you so happy? What does it have to do with you?"

Ning Ziming's expression froze slightly, but he laughed again, "Whether you admit it or not, I am your father, and your surname is Ning, and this will never change."

Ning Chen rolled his eyes, "In two months, I will marry the Ninth Princess!"

Ning Ziming choked on a mouthful of duck meat in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out, and his face turned red.

Ning Chen saw this and raised his hand to pat him on the back... Ning Ziming spit out the duck meat in his mouth.

"Don't choke to death, I don't want to be known as someone who murdered my own father... Otherwise, my hard-earned personality will collapse."

Ning Ziming glared at him unhappily.

He slowed down and couldn't help laughing again.

"God has been kind to me, and to my Ning family, hahaha..."

Ning Chen looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "The imperial edict has come down, and I will be executed in three days."

Ning Ziming's laughter stopped abruptly, and his expression froze.

After a long while, he came back to his senses and glared at Ning Chen unhappily, "Can't you wait until I'm done being happy?"

"I had a premonition a long time ago. I dreamed of your mother a few days ago. She came to pick me up... I think the imperial edict should come down in the next few days."

"However, it's worth it to see you become a marquis... It's a pity that I can't see you get married. It's a bit regrettable. If I could..."

Ning Ziming was talking, and suddenly he covered his neck, his pupils dilated, and his face was full of pain.

"Choked again? You're really good..."

Ning Chen hadn't finished speaking when he saw Ning Ziming fall to the ground, twitching a few times and then he was motionless, with black blood oozing from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth.