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Chapter 1293

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This was the biggest humiliation Zhui Feng had ever suffered in his life!

Zhui Feng used a towel to scrub his skin while hating the fellow that made him fall into the manure pit.

At this moment, Zhao Rong princess was sent back to the Duke Ning palace by Empress Dowager Zhou.

Empress Dowager Zhou wanted her to stay in the palace to recover, but Zhao Rong was stubborn and insisted on returning to the palace, so Empress Dowager Zhou could only give up. Although she reaped what she sowed, seeing her limping, Empress Dowager Zhou's heart filled with pity. So she ordered Su Jin to send Zhao Rong back in her sedan.

Zhao Rong's heart was filled with pride, but her face was filled with gratitude and shame. She had an ashamed look on her face.

She came down from the sedan and returned to her back garden. The weeping beauty on her face was swept away and her eyebrows knit together. She casually crushed a flower as her eyes filled with hatred.

"Damn fox spirit! You ruined my good matter, this princess hates you to death! Just you wait, I definitely won't let this go. The empress position will be mine sooner or later! Cousin is also mine, mine! "

She was filled with rage as she tore the flowers in front of her into a mess of petals.

Suddenly, a graceful and melodious voice rang out behind her.

"Tsk tsk, who made Her Highness so angry? This kind of ruthless flower technique isn't bad. "

Zhao Rong princess' body froze and the hand that was tearing the flowers stopped in the air.

She suddenly turned around and saw a red robe fluttering in front of her. That face that could be called a calamity was right in front of her. A pair of narrow phoenix eyes slightly narrowed as he carefully looked at her.

"The Thousand Faced Young Master has graced us again. Have you completed your mission? Where is that fox spirit's head? "

Zhao Rong princess coldly said as she reached out her hand.

She had eaten a stomach full of anger in the palace. What should have been a good thing had been taken advantage of by Chen Ning, causing her to lose everything. She had lost all her face and thrown it all the way to her grandmother's house.

If it wasn't for Empress Dowager Zhou protecting her, she would have already been punished by Mo Chuan. At the same time, she would have lost all her face and wouldn't be able to stay in the capital city.

In the end, all of this was given to her by Chen Ning, so she couldn't help but hate Chen Ning to the bone.

"Princess, what are you so anxious for? Has the thing this young master gave you been used yet?" The red clothed young master said with a smile.

Zhao Rong princess suddenly thought of the bag of powder he gave her which was still in her arms.

She took it out and saw that the entire packet of powder had turned red and was filled with a pungent and spicy smell.

Thinking about how Chen Ning had splashed pepper water on her and how the powder had been soaked, she couldn't help gritting her teeth.

"The powder is wet. Can it still be used?"

"It's wet?" The red-clothed young master was slightly startled. He then shook his head and said, "Throw it away. It is useless. If the princess still wants to play this game, I still have a bag of powder here."

"Zhao Princess" He took out a paper bag and placed it in his palm.

Princess Zhao Rong's eyes lit up and she stretched out her hand to take it.

However, the man in red closed his palms, and she grabbed nothing but air.

"I'll give you the medicinal powder from last time. This time, I'll have to collect some interest."

"How much silver does it cost?" Zhao Rong princess stared at his right palm. His slender fingers were as white as jade, they were even more beautiful and white than the fingers of a noble lady.

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