The emperor put down the tea cup in his hand: "Speak more clearly."
Shadow 2 thought for a while: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for being rude."
After saying that, Ying Er pulled off his hood, revealing his bruised and swollen head.
The emperor's body suddenly sat upright: "She dared to take action against you, no, she actually discovered your existence." This Lan Rushi's behavior was really too much, and he even dared to take action against the shadow guard.
Ying Er wrapped the hood again: "Your Majesty, Miss Lan has been merciful to the slaves. She has already dealt with all the other forces that entered the house."
The emperor tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "She actually dared to kill people." Lan Ru was a boudoir girl, why did she have such martial arts, what did she want to do, or what did the Lan family who trained Lan Rushi want to do.
Ying Er responded implicitly: "Miss Lan makes a clean move." And every time, she breaks her neck directly.
He didn't know why Jin Qing left him alone. When he saw Jin Qing rushing over, he thought Jin Qing wanted to beat him to death, so he attacked Jin Qing first in an attempt to seize the advantage. machine.
He didn't want to hurt Jin Qing, he just wanted to buy himself time to escape.
But as soon as they met, Ying Er knew that he was no match for Jin Qing.
After two moves, he was pushed to the ground by Jin Qing and beaten violently.
Thinking of this, Ying Er felt another dull pain in his body, which was a kind of mental pain.
After beating him up, Jin Qing took away all the valuables on him, even his undershirt with the banknotes sewn on it.
In the end, he was hung upside down on the big tree in front of Jin Qing for a whole day and night.
He still remembered that Jin Qing once told him that since he likes to see what others are doing so much, let him watch as much as he can.
It is precisely because of this that Ying Er was able to see Jin Qing's process of making weapons, and by the way discovered that he was treated differently by Jin Qing and other intruders.
Although this was only a slight difference, it gave Ying Er an infinite sense of superiority.
Compared to those dead intruders, at least he is still alive, right?
The emperor's tapping speed on the table remained unchanged: "How is her martial arts, how do you compare with her." Ying Er is not only a name, but also an affirmation of strength.
If Ying Er was injured like this, the emperor really wanted to know what kind of virtue Jin Qing was beaten into.
The situation in the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion is unclear. Will Ying Er's rash attack like this be a warning?
Ying Er pondered for a long time, going through Jin Qing's actions that day in his mind, and then gave the emperor a pertinent answer: "If we fight with all our strength, it shouldn't be more than a hundred moves!" This answer should be considered the most scientific.
After hearing Ying Er's answer, the emperor also breathed a sigh of relief: That's good, it means that this person is not a problem for the time being.
But before the emperor could speak, Ying Er's voice sounded again: "After a hundred moves, all of the Ying Guard camp's heads were missing."
Although I don’t want to admit it, this is the fact.
Emperor: "..." How can you destroy your own prestige without gaining the spirit of others?
The emperor stopped tapping his fingers on the table: "What are her intentions and what are her weaknesses?"
After recalling Jin Qing's daily life, Ying Er truthfully reported: "Loves money, eats well, is good to his siblings, has a cold face and a warm heart..."
The emperor raised his eyebrows: This should be Ying Er's highest praise.
Maybe he felt that if he spoke too much, the emperor would mistakenly think that he was trying to guide the emperor's thoughts. Ying Er lowered his head again and knelt on the ground obediently, ready to listen to the emperor's instructions.
I didn't know what the emperor was thinking, so he asked after a long time: "What kind of weapon did she make this time."
Ying Er responded quickly: "Your Majesty, it's a long whip!"
Emperor: "..." Isn't he a swordsmith? What the hell is a long whip...
After asking what he wanted to know, the emperor let Ying Er go, while he himself fell into deep thought: What should he do with the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion!
The various forces in the capital are ready to move. Rather than preparing to grab weapons, it is more like a test between the major families. They all want to test each other's bottom line.
In the backyard of the Zhenguo Palace, Meng Qi was casually feeding Wu Pinggui porridge with a porridge bowl.
Meng Qi is really confused now because there are some things she can't figure out.
At this time in the previous life, the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion was almost dead, so why are they still making trouble now.
Sell weapons, sell heirlooms.
Meng Qi's lips curved into a sarcastic smile. Why didn't she remember that there were so many good things in the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion in her previous life?
Then, Meng Qi's expression changed: No, is it because her rebirth brought good opportunities to the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion, allowing them to take advantage of it.
Meng Qi originally bought a killer and planned to go to the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion to kill Lan Ruhai as a child to prevent him from harming Wu Pinggui when he grew up.
After all, in the previous life, it was because Wu Pinggui was assassinated by Lan Ruhai that led to the decline of the Zhenguo Palace.
Reborn again, she must nip danger in the cradle.
But what puzzled her was that the killers sent out seemed to disappear out of thin air.
If those killers weren't all raised by Wu Pinggui, Meng Qi would almost wonder if the killers ran away with her money!
Thinking of the rumors about the upcoming rise of the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion, Meng Qi almost bit her back molars with hatred: Who can tell her what kind of opportunities she has brought to the Lan Mansion!
As she moved, a few drops of porridge water from the spoon fell on Wu Pinggui's face, which frightened Meng Qi into hurriedly bending down to wipe it away.
While wiping, Meng Qi accidentally touched Wu Pinggui's eyelids. Meng Qi saw that Wu Pinggui's eyes were blood red, and there was a vertical pupil in the middle. She was so frightened that she immediately shrank her hand, and the handkerchief in her hand slipped to the ground: This The man is not her husband, she needs to tell her father-in-law!
But just as she was about to leave the room, a woman's piercing scream suddenly sounded in her ears, and at the same time, Wu Pinggui's cry for help came from behind.
Meng Qi turned around suddenly and just entered the illusion that Wu Pinggui had put all his effort into creating for her.
Meng Qi only saw dense numbers of ferocious faces on the walls, on the floor, on the table, and throughout the room.
She was so frightened that she wanted to scream loudly, but she saw these ghost faces lined up in a row and rushed into her body one after another.
Meng Qi rolled her eyes and lay on the ground, but after a while, she got up from the ground again, walked to the bed and touched Wu Pinggui's face affectionately: "Don't worry, sir, I will never let the Lan family Better off."
Then, Meng Qi seemed to hear something and started talking to herself.
When she heard the last sentence, Meng Qi frowned slightly: "Ning'er can't do it. He's too young. He can't come over, lest he get sick." Ning'er was Meng Qi's son who had just passed his 100th day.
After saying this, Meng Qi seemed to have lost control, stumbling and rushing towards the door crazily.