The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 958

Chapter 958: 441 Outsmarting the Enemy’s Plan (Chapter Nine)

As the two were speaking, a faint sound of breathing came from outside the door.

"Who’s there!" Qi Fei’s eyes sharpened, and he fiercely threw a hidden weapon outside!

"Stop!" Prince Ning commanded harshly.

It was almost his instinctive response.

Qi Fei saw his young master ordered him to stop, but it was too late as the hidden weapon was already in the air. He had no choice but to exert more force, launching another dart to knock it off course.

The two darts shot through the window, clashing mid-air with a clang and sparking, then both fell to the ground next to a pair of elegant embroidered shoes.

Qi Fei hurried out the door and after seeing who it was, was momentarily stunned: "Princess Consort?"

Prince Ning’s consort had nearly been killed by the dart, and her complexion turned pale in waves.

Qi Fei quickly bowed and said, "My apologies, Princess Consort! I had no idea you’d be..."

Be what?

Coming at this time, or standing outside to eavesdrop by the corner of Prince Ning’s wall?

The Princess Consort clenched the handkerchief in her hand, her eyes flickering with subdued emotion. Her lips trembled a few times, out of either anger or fear, or perhaps both.

The next moment, she turned around and walked away without looking back.

"Suxin!"

Prince Ning, in spite of he pain tearing through his body, chased after her.

Prince Ning caught hold of the consort’s arm.

Seeing this, Qi Fei discreetly stepped back, but with his hearing, he could still pick up the conversation. However, what mattered was that his absence would spare the consort embarrassment.

The short distance Prince Ning had run caused several of his wounds to bleed anew, his lips turning increasingly pale, and sweat beaded on his forehead again.

"Suxin," he said, fighting the pain with a hoarse voice, "don’t go, listen to my explanation."

Clutching her handkerchief tightly, the consort looked at him with complex emotions, her eyes flickering with tears: "What would Your Highness like to explain? Explain why you captured Gu Jiao’s husband, or explain why you burned Xiao Hen to death four years ago!"

Prince Ning said, "Xiao Hen isn’t dead..."

Princess Consort raised her voice, "That’s because he was lucky! It doesn’t mean you didn’t harm him!"

"Suxin... I had my reasons," Prince Ning said, gripping her arm more tightly, his eyes slightly reddening, "My mother was the sixth queen back then, married to the emperor by the imperial grandfather. After ascending the throne, my father only granted her the title of consort, reducing me from a legitimate son to a bastard! The East Palace was mine, the crown prince’s title was mine, everything was mine! I couldn’t accept it... Suxin... I couldn’t!" _{freeweɓnovēl.coɱ}

The consort retorted, "So you kill the innocent?"

Prince Ning explained, "Xiao Hen wasn’t innocent. He wasn’t Princess Xinyang’s biological son; he was the child of a slave woman. It was after Xinyang lost her own child that she put her love into him. That child... that child didn’t have to die... It was him... he took everything from that child... His death is of no consequence!"

The consort looked at him incredulously, as if shocked profoundly, her body swaying, retreating a few steps back.

Realizing he had spoken out of turn in his moment of anger, Prince Ning’s face turned deathly pale. He wasn’t usually like this, it was that little physician Gu Jiao who had muddled his thoughts today.

Moved by guilt, he stepped forward.

"Don’t come near! Don’t touch me!" the consort recoiled again, raising her hand defensively to keep him at bay.

"Alright, I won’t come closer," Prince Ning hastily replied, and glanced behind her, "There’s a step behind you, be careful not to trip."

Saying this, he took a few steps back, motioning for the consort to move slightly towards him.

But the consort didn’t step forward at all.