An Qing had no intention of living such a life, and specifically asked a certain system: "Now that I am separated from the Wang family, can I complete the mission of the original owner?"
An Qing was extremely depressed and anxious, and just wanted to leave this place quickly.
The mission world, so even though he knew that he did not leave this mission world because the mission was not completed, he still asked.
"Host, what the original owner wants is a happy life, do you think this is a happy life?"
A certain system rarely had the opportunity to insert its knife into Anqing, and there was a smirk in the cold voice.
"I told the host before not to get close to this person.
This person is a mission black hole, host."
An Qing's mind was full of a certain system.
If he wanted to live a happy life, he had forgotten all the words of advice behind the certain system.
An Qing knew that her mission would not be successful if she did not leave the Ninth Prince.
She began to think of ideas.
She knew that the Ninth Prince controlled everyone in the palace, and he was the younger brother of the emperor and the youngest son of the Queen Mother.
It was almost impossible for her to escape. is zero After thinking about it and considering all the pros and cons, An Qing came up with an idea: "System, is there a drug to fake death?"
This was An Qing's idea.
This was the only way she could escape from this perverted Ninth Prince.
"Yes, fake death medicine, 50 points for one week of fake death, 100 points for one month of fake death, 300 points for three months of fake death."
A certain system has always been extremely enthusiastic and careful about things that can earn points. , it keeps talking.
An Qing calculated it, and found that most nobles could stay in morgue for up to seven days, and although she was a princess, she had a queen mother above her, so it only lasted about seven days.
However, to be on the safe side, she exchanged 100 points and faked her death for a month. medicine Ever since he made up his mind to fake his own death, An Qing has been letting himself faint from time to time, and occasionally praising Xi Zi's weak state.
The Ninth Prince is very concerned about An Qing.
Although he is still suspicious of illness, looking at An Qing's weak appearance, I still found some outstanding imperial doctors and female doctors to come for diagnosis and treatment.
Of course, he would accompany me every time.
An Qing was not sick in the first place, how could he diagnose and treat it?
Those imperial doctors and female doctors had been in the palace for a long time, and they were all human beings.
They all knew that the Ninth Prince cherished this princess as much as his own eyes.
No one dared to say that An Qing was not sick. , they all frowned and said something specious.
Two months passed in this way.
An Qing felt that the time was too late, so he took the fake death medicine while the Ninth Prince went to the morning court.
Because An Qing often fainted recently, the Ninth Prince arranged for a few confidants whom he trusted to check on An Qing from time to time.
When they saw An Qing fainting on the ground, those confidants immediately panicked.
They didn't dare to disturb the morning court, but they didn't dare to delay at all when looking for the imperial doctor or the medical woman.
However, after these people checked An Qing's pulse, they all agreed that the princess was dead.
After the Ninth Prince dismissed the court, he received news from his confidants that the princess was dead.
The Ninth Prince almost collapsed on the ground.
After a long time, the Ninth Prince calmed down a little, with a white face, and rode on his own The horse galloped away Because the Ninth Prince didn't come back, the servants didn't dare to move An Qing's body.
They just carried it on the bed.
The Ninth Prince staggered in and ran in.
His face was frighteningly white.
He touched An Qing's bloodless face with both hands and called out: "Qingqing, Qingqing, wake up, wake up" There was no response.
Those confidants who were the first to know that An Qing was dead wanted to dissuade the Ninth Prince, but they were all stopped when he pulled out his sword.
He looked at them with red eyes: "Is that so?
, Is it you, you want to take away my An Qing?"
The Ninth Prince looked like he was crazy.
No matter who wanted to get close to An Qing, he always looked like he wanted to eat people. tgt ttrgt: