"Clang!"

The eunuch next to him drew his sword, pointed his mean-looking aunt, scolding: "How dare you run into the nine thousand years old?"

The mean-looking aunt was so scared that she fell to death. She lay on the ground and kowtowed, and said in a panic: "Reporting to Jiu Qiansui, it was not my servant who bumped Jiu Qiansui, it was this slut, it was her, it was her who pushed me, and I fell and bumped Jiu Qiansui. Please give me a clear picture of Jiu Qiansui!"

"A bold slut, dare to argue?"

The eunuch next to him rebuked her, and the sword in her hand was about to stab her neck.

A small knock came from the sedan chair, and the sword in the eunuch's hand stopped on the neck of the mean-looking aunt without stabbing it.

The knocking sound was made by Qi Jingque. One of his hands was placed on the handrail of the sedan chair, and there was a single click. The eyes that fell on me had not been restrained, and he spoke to the extreme indifference: "Waste!"

A drop of cold sweat on my forehead slowly slid down, soaking on the wound on my cheeks, making my heart tremble. I don’t know whether he was scolding me or calling his mean-looking aunt.

The mean-looking aunt was so scared that she peed out by the words he spit out.

The smell of urine spread. Qi Jingque slowly knocked on the handrail of the sedan chair, his thin lips slightly opened, and he spoke bloodthirsty and coldly: "The legs and feet are not in control, and they cannot stand firmly, so chop them up."

The mean-looking aunt looked pale as snow, her pupils tightened, and she turned around and rushed towards me: "It was all you slut, you pushed me and made me rush to nine thousand years old. It's you who deserved it."

I narrowed my eyes and half-kneeled and still had not moved. Before my mean-looking aunt touched me, the sword light flashed, and the eunuch holding the sword cut off her kneecap.

She pounced on my body and knelt in front of me.

My body leaned forward and turned into a posture of crawling on the ground to surrender to me.

"Ah!" The mean-looking aunt cried bitterly, her eyes snarled, and her eyes were full of fear and resentment.

My narrowed eyes slowly stretched out, raised my eyes slightly, and suddenly fell into Qi Jingque Ruyuan's deep and cold eyes. My heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly lowered my eyes, staggering my eyes with him.

Another sound of a gentle finger tapping on the handrail, the sedan chair started to move.

The sedan chair passed by me, and Qi Jingque chuckled and chuckled disdainfully: "I have to borrow a knife, I have to pay it back."

My hands were squeezing on my legs, and my clenched them turned white. Qi Jingque knew that I had borrowed his knife to kill the person in front of me, and even warned me that I would have to pay off my life by tying a knife to kill someone.

"Dang, dang, dang!"

Three gongs sounded again, and the sedan chair slowly left, and the aunt, who had no kneecaps, was dragged away by his eunuch.

Her screams and struggles echoed on the palace road for a long time.

The hot blood on the ground was still steaming. I held my hand on the palace wall before I couldn't sit on the ground. I sucked two mouthfuls of the bloody air and stood up.

Back at the cold palace and wasteland courtyard, Hua Zhuoer came over when she heard the sound, her eyes full of hope: "Ajiu, have you done your business? When will we leave the cold palace?"

"soon!"

I took her into the room, let her lie on the bed, took the oil lamp over, and put the embroidery needle on the lamp to bake.

Hua Zhuoer was a little uneasy and wanted to get up. I pressed her down, and her voice was slightly cold: "A little over an hour ago, you said you had to listen to me in everything. Why do you want to go back on your word?"

She said: "I didn't regret it. I just want to know what you are going to do?"

"You don't have to know!"

I gently poked the red needle with a trace of pigeon blood treasure powder on the pink tender flesh scar that grew from Hua Zhuoer's forehead.

The slight pain made her gasp, then stopped struggling, stuffed the handkerchief into her mouth and bit it.

An hour later, a red Manzhushahua bloomed between her forehead, staring at the blooming flowers, and I said, "Sleep well, tomorrow will be a different you."

Hua Zhuoer didn't dare to reach out to touch her forehead, but just said huh, I packed up my things, went to the dilapidated room next door, threw the useless pigeon blood treasure powder under the bed, and fell to bed and fell asleep.

The next day, I woke up in a scream. After going out, I saw the edge of the well. Hua Zhuoer smiled charmingly: "Ajiu, I look better than before."
Chapter completed!