Half an hour later, Jin Qing sat on the dowry box, quietly licking the roast leg of lamb presented to her by the housekeeper.
All the guards of Prince Zhou's Mansion were lying in the courtyard.
Even King Xin, who had just seen King Zhou take action, was so frightened that he screamed and wanted to leave Jin Qing and escape. He was lying on the ground dying with the panda eyes that Jin Qing had just punched out.
In addition to the guards, a big tree was also knocked down in the yard. This tree had just been pulled out of the yard by Jin Qing.
Next to the big tree lay two secret guards who were shaken down from the tree by Jin Qing.
The wall of Prince Zhou's Mansion has almost collapsed, leaving the entire front yard bare on the street.
But the courtyard was quiet, and no one dared to speak.
Because, King Zhou, the owner of King Zhou's Mansion, was being thrown down on a big tree by Jin Qing.
The only people standing in the yard were Jin Qing, the housekeeper of Prince Zhou's Mansion who had not offended her just now, and the steward of the accounting room.
Originally, the housekeeper thought that Jin Qing would be concerned about King Zhou's favored status and would restrain himself.
But such thoughts disappeared as early as the moment Jin Qing hung King Zhou up.
The housekeeper was holding the roasted leg of lamb in his hands, but his heart was filled with distress. How could Princess Xin bully a disabled person? His prince was already pitiful enough!
King Zhou looked at the sky in confusion: Who is he and where is he? He never knew that when a person stands upside down and looks at the sky, the sky can be so beautiful!
And he didn't know if it was an illusion, but after Jin Qing threw him against the tree, he felt a trace of pain in his ankle that he had not felt for a long time.
Such a long-lost feeling made King Zhou fall into deep doubts. Could it be that this time he was cured by mistake?
In fact, King Zhou's waist was not broken.
When he was on the battlefield, the enemy's horse's hoof stepped on the waist of King Zhou.
At that time, King Zhou heard a crisp sound and severe pain, which was because his waist bone was dislocated.
After the military doctor treated him urgently, he assured the King of Zhou that his waist was no longer seriously injured and he could return to the battlefield as long as he recovered.
But King Zhou didn't believe what the military doctor said, because by then his waist had completely stopped hurting.
Thinking of the crisp sound when the horse's hoof stepped on his armor, King Zhou began to suspect that the military doctor's words were lying to him.
In order to prevent King Zhou from moving, the military doctor could only prick the acupuncture points with silver needles and let King Zhou fall asleep.
But when King Zhou woke up again, he was really disabled.
The military doctor tried every means but could not make King Zhou stand up, and he did not understand why the dislocation, which was not a serious problem at first, became so serious.
The military doctor was naturally punished, and the King of Zhou was transferred back to Kyoto.
King Zhou searched all the imperial doctors in the palace, but none of them could explain why a person whose waist bones had already grown completely became a cripple.
And they can't report to the emperor: Your Majesty, your son, the god of war, is pretending to be ill.
In this case, it is obvious that the rhythm of killing everyone is good, okay?
So under the tacit consultation of several imperial doctors, the king of Zhou made the mistake and became a disabled person.
After all, these ancient doctors had never heard of a word: psychological suggestion.
On the night when Qu Wanyue married King Zhou in her previous life, King Zhou found something was wrong with his princess and got angry on the spot.
In desperation, Qu Wanyue told King Zhou that she had the massage technique passed down from her maternal ancestors, which could help King Zhou stand up again.
King Zhou had heard about the miracle doctor from Qu Wanyue's maternal ancestor's family before, so he gave Qu Wanyue a month of doubt.
If he can be cured, Qu Wanyue will be his princess, but if he cannot be cured, Qu Wanyue will be worse than dead.
In this way, Qu Wanyue gave King Zhou a massage every day, and kept asking if he felt anything in his body.
Dragging Qu Wanyue's chatty nature, she accidentally untied the knot in King Zhou's heart, and King Zhou stood up again and changed back to the proud man he was before.
In this life, although Qu Wanyue is gone.
But King Zhou was already not light, and now Jin Qing had knocked him down on a tree for a long time. King Zhou's ankles had penetrated King Zhou's psychological barrier and sent a shock wave for help to his brain!
This is why King Zhou felt pain in his feet.
707 dutifully told Jin Qing these things, but Jin Qing could only sneer while rubbing the lamb leg: "It's just that the beating was gentle."
King Zhou and King Xin are indeed two brothers, a pair of cheap men.
It was almost noon.
The butler's head was sweating more and more, because he saw that his father's face had turned red, and there were some signs of bleeding from his nostrils just now.
But Jin Qing, the god of plague, not only refused to leave, but also sat leisurely on the box and continued to rub the leg of lamb.
Knowing that his father could hardly bear it, the housekeeper suddenly felt blessed: "Princess Xin, it's already noon and you haven't eaten yet. I happen to have a thousand taels of silver note here. Why don't you take it and have a cup of tea?" It’s nice to go!”
The accountant grinned when he heard this: This is Princess Xin. No matter how unpopular Prince Xin is, she still has her status as a royal family. Do you think she is just a street gangster? You can just give her money and leave.
Unexpectedly, before the accountant finished complaining, he saw Jin Qing finishing the leg of lamb in his hand.
He threw the mutton bones on the ground, picked up the skirt of the guard on the ground and wiped his hands vigorously. Then he took the banknote from the butler's hand and put it in his pocket.
By the way, she shouted to King Xin on the ground: "Are you leaving?" After receiving someone's severance package, she naturally had to leave wisely. This was her standard for doing business.
707: ""Severance pay is not used this way either.
Upon hearing Jin Qing's call, King Xin, who had been pretending to be dead just now, jumped up from the ground and approached Jin Qing with his colorful pig head on his head: "Princess, let's go."
Then he followed Jin Qing and walked away.
Seeing the smooth movements of the two people, the accounting steward had a trace of doubt in his heart: Did he have any misunderstandings about the royal family in the past?
King Zhou was carefully put down from the tree by the housekeeper. As soon as he landed on the ground, he felt a burst of pain in his ankle.
This long-lost feeling gave King Zhou a mixed feeling. Should he hate Jin Qing or thank Jin Qing now?
The housekeeper didn't know King Zhou's complicated heart at this time. He cautiously asked King Zhou: "My lord, how do you want to handle this matter?"
Someone knocked on the door, should they let the secret guards enter the palace to report now?
Who would have thought that before he finished speaking, King Zhou clenched his fists: "Send all the princess's dowry to her yard, and tell her to live with it from now on."
The housekeeper immediately fell silent: Is the princess angry?
It was noon, and there were more and more people setting up stalls on the road.
King Xin walked in front with a swollen face. After knowing that his princess was rich, he felt that he was walking like a tiger.
Jin Qing looked at this prosperous street curiously. At this moment, a resentful cry reached her ears.
