After hearing Jin Qing's words, the prince's mind fell into a trance for a moment.
Such treacherous words came from Jin Qing's mouth. Why didn't he feel any violation at all? He was even a little worried about whether Jin Qing would really go to the palace to attack the emperor.
Jin Qing's attack was too fast, and the prince's forehead just hit the jade powder that Jin Qing had just taken out.
Because there were many tiny particles in the jade powder, countless small skin-breaking wounds appeared on the prince's forehead, which suddenly turned red with blood.
In order to maintain his remaining dignity as the crown prince of a country, the prince struggled to turn his head under Jin Qing's hands, from facing the table to lying sideways on the table.
Although he felt a twinge of pain on his head, the prince still gritted his molar teeth and tried to reason with Jin Qing: "Is there anything in the world that is not the land of the king, and the shore of the land is not..."
Before the prince finished speaking, he saw that the cup filled with water that he had just handed to Jin Qing had been completely knocked into the table next to his ear by Jin Qing: "Continue talking." If it weren't for the fact that the prince would still be there for the time being. He had not committed any sin, and the cup set in the table now would definitely not be a cup.
Seeing the water in the glass ripple on the table, the prince's eyes widened. This was the first time he saw someone dare to be so presumptuous in front of him.
Although he was already refusing to speak in his heart, the prince knew that if he wanted to survive, it was time for him to express his stance: "Since the father has designated the three cities in Northern Xinjiang as the emperor's fiefdom, the emperor should also work hard to govern. Let the three cities in northern Xinjiang become more prosperous..."
Before he finished speaking, the prince heard two pops and saw two rough fingers inserted into the table along the tip of his nose.
The cup set in the table trembled, and the water in the cup rippled even more, but still not a drop was spilled.
Prince: "..." His tabletop is made of white marble and is extremely hard. How strong is this woman? She can't feel pain...
Then, the prince saw the two fingers slowly pulled out from the table and flicked them in front of him. The fine dust they brought up fascinated the prince's eyes.
The prince felt his eyes sting a little, but since Jin Qing hadn't let go of his head yet, the prince could only blink hard, hoping to shed some tears to flush out the fine dust.
But before the tears could come out, the prince felt a slight weight on his forehead.
The two fingers that Jin Qing had just used to poke the table had already been pointed at his head: "Speak in human language!" The most annoying thing about these ancient people is that they often beat around the bush and speak in long speeches that make people guess. I don't know how difficult it is for her to understand. What?
707: "..." Host, you are so arrogant and unreasonable!
Feeling the pressure on his head, the prince felt his heart tightening. He was about to repeat what he said before, but a strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart: Could it be that Jin Qing didn't understand the metaphor in his words?
Holding back the discomfort coming from his eyes, the prince said to Jin Qing quickly: "What I mean is that you and the emperor's brother can rest assured that the three cities in northern Xinjiang will always belong to the emperor's brother and no one can take them away."
For some reason, Jin Qing's actions at this moment actually reminded the prince of the sudden disappearance of the Duke of Laozhen and three hundred soldiers ten years ago.
Judging from this person's posture, the disappearance of those people must also be related to the person in front of him...
After receiving the prince's assurance, Jin Qing nodded and took his hand back.
Feeling the pressure on his neck suddenly lighten, the prince quickly sat up straight.
It was not until the life crisis was over that the prince felt bursts of burning pain on his forehead.
Because the wound on the prince's forehead was too small, the blood that had just seeped out had dried and condensed into small blood beads on his forehead. It looked like a layer of blood had grown on his head. Densely packed blood blisters.
The prince also wanted to treat the wound, but Jin Qing had not left yet, and the prince did not dare to make any other moves, for fear that if he did not pay attention, Jin Qing would misunderstand that he wanted to attack her.
The prince is a very self-aware person. His body is not as strong as the white marble table, so it is better to be cautious.
But no matter how scared he felt, the prince's face still had a calm expression.
Because the prince knew very well that when he encountered danger, the weaker he showed, the more enemies would intensify their efforts to bully him...
Sure enough, seeing the prince sitting motionless at the table, Jin Qing ignored him and carried Zeng San around the room a few times. Then he turned to the prince and asked, "Where is the most fun place in the capital?"
Seeing how Jin Qing seemed to want to live in the capital forever, the prince's heart trembled, and then he smiled at Jin Qing: "There are too many rules in the capital. If it's fun, it shouldn't be compared to Northern Xinjiang." So please. Stay away from the lonely capital and go back to your northern territory.
Jin Qing scratched the back of his head: Okay, that actually makes sense.
Northern Xinjiang was founded by her and Lan Ruyu. She had put so much effort into it, and the capital city could not compare with it.
Picking up Zeng San, who had been waiting beside him, Jin Qing turned to look at the prince who was still sitting upright: "Stay away from my northern territory."
The prince seemed pretty good, at least there was no barrier to communication between the two of them, so Jin Qing did not intend to kill the prince.
These princes all have the same virtue. Who knows what the next prince will do.
After listening to Jin Qing's words, the prince asked: "..." Was he being robbed of his lines?
Then Jin Qing seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at the prince: "I just walked into your warehouse accidentally and accidentally stole something." She has never been a thief, she only robs openly, in order to protect her career. Image, Jin Qing felt that he had to tell the prince what he had just done.
Otherwise, if she is regarded as a thief in the future, her image will be completely ruined...
707: "..." Yes, his host is such a professional person.
Hearing the words "accidentally" and "accidentally", the smile on the prince's face was uglier than crying: "It doesn't matter, just think of it as a gift from me to spend on the road!" So hurry up and give it to me. Go back to Northern Xinjiang.
The prince felt that his heart was about to break: it was very obvious that he had lost both his wife and his troops this time.
Not only did Beijiang not get it, this person also set his sights on his warehouse.
The only good news is that there are only two of them, Jin Qing, so even if they risk their lives, how much can they take away.
As long as he could send Jin Qing away quickly, he would have won.
Giving the prince a look that looked like a good man, Jin Qing quickly left the prince's residence with Zeng San in his hand.
Watching Jin Qing walk away, the prince's body that had just straightened suddenly softened and fell down on the soft ground.
Feeling his heart beating violently, as if it might jump out of his mouth at any time, the prince was trembling all over: it was so dangerous, so dangerous, that feeling of being pressed on the table, and two more holes would appear in his head at any time, he really I don’t want to experience it again.
