Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet - Chapter 183 - Deceiving Uncle Sheng (82)

Chapter 183: Deceiving Uncle Sheng (82)

Ji Xili wasn’t going to forgive Shu Nuan. At the thought of Sheng Qianmo being poisoned and nearly dying, Xili couldn’t forgive her!

As soon as Ji Xili’s voice fell, many officers and soldiers began to follow suit. It seemed Sheng Qianmo was going to execute Shu Nuan.

However, sheng Qianmo said nothing and stared at Nuan with the full pressure of a battle-hardened army commander. After a long time, he said, “I will give you a chance.”

With these words, Sheng Qianmo glanced at Su Huang and said, “Su Huang, go and fetch the portrait.”

Su Huang understood what Qianmo planned to do, so he sent someone to bring the portrait, who handed it to Sheng Qianmo.

Sheng Qianmo tore away the cover on the portrait and turned it toward her.

“Do you know him?”

Shu Nuan’s eyes were wet. The image on the portrait stunned her. Her thoughts still hadn’t caught up when she murmured, “Ah’che.”

Shu Nuan was in a daze.

She was convinced that the portrait was of Ah’Che, who had protected her from an early age, but she knew he’d been killed.

How could Sheng Qianmo know about him, she thought.

She didn’t realize it, but in the moment he answered Sheng Qianmo’s last chance by naming another man in an intimate manner, the soldiers had felt their commander emit a chilling pressure. Sheng Qianmo even remembered it to be the name she’d called out in a dream while she was lying on his bed, in his arms.

“Your Highness, she knows the general of the Nanchao Kingdom. Isn’t it obvious that she poisoned you?” A soldier shouted immediately.

Some even reported the number of soldiers killed in the attacks by the Nanchao soldiers and vowed to not leave until the commander had delivered justice.

Sheng Qianmo slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were filled with indifference. He looked down quietly at Shu Nuan lying at his feet. At the next moment, he grabbed her thin neck and picked her up. With his strength, he could easily break her neck if he wanted.

Sheng Qianmo looked at her lightly and asked, “Which hand did you use to learn Chinese?”

“Right… hand…” Shu Nuan replied without emotion.

“You are a slave of war. It should be useless to learn much in your position, but This Prince treated you well. It seemed I was raising a thankless wretch all along,” Sheng Qianmo muttered in a cold and straightforward tone.

In the next moment, a snapping sound rang out, followed by Shu Nuan’s searing scream. He’d broken her right hand.

Sheng Qianmo threw her on the snow. With a cold voice, he ordered, “Lock her up until she returns to the capital to be handled by me.”

To the soldiers, it was just a broken hand, a light punishment. But since they’d heard him say that he’d deal with her again when they reached the capital, they didn’t say anything more.

After Sheng Qianmo got on his horse, Su Huang followed him. He smiled lightly and said, “You have never been willing to lay hands on her.”

Sheng Qianmo gave him a cold look.

“But just inflicting a fracture? Sheng Qianmo, I know you. When did you get so soft?”

“When we get back, This Prince will take care of her.”

Su Huang couldn’t tell if it was mocking or something else, but he smiled and said, “Sheng Qianmo, you already know who she is. If you still care for her, then you’re dumber than me… Don’t let us look down on you.”

Before Qianmo could reply, Su Huang had already rode on.