This princess is inappropriate

In a small pavilion not far away, Wen Liangren was wearing a light blue delicate chest-length skirt, holding an embroidered round fan and fanning it slowly, looking at the laughter and laughter, there was a trace of resentment between his brows.

She raised her hand to pick off a green grape and ate it, then glanced at Wen Ruyu who was pouring tea beside her. In recent days, the spring breeze was blowing on his face, his eyes were always full of smiles, and he was in a very unhappy mood.

She couldn't help but snorted softly, and said: "The concubine Huang is favored, and this palace is not favored, are you so happy?"

Wen Ruyu smiled unabated, and said: "Sister, hasn't Weiwei become the prime minister? Now she is the emperor's favorite, what do you have to worry about?"

Wen Liangren gave a cold snort of dissatisfaction, and said: "Weiwei Weiwei, the change of words is really smooth, and the name is so close. With her, even my own sister will be ignored."

"How dare you..." Wen Ruyu pushed the tea in front of her, and said, "Sister, although you are not happy in the harem now, we are in a good situation, so don't act like a dissatisfied woman every day. The emperor has a relationship with you too." How can I just give up the kindness I have given you for several years?"

Wen Liangren sighed lightly, and said: "Forget it, I don't care about it like you." She took out a small jade bottle from her sleeve, and said, "I will never see the emperor again, if Weiwei is so favored, From now on, the work will be handed over to her.”

Wen Ruyu took the small jade bottle and said, "Yes."

Seeing that Wen Ruyu was still smiling heartlessly, Wen Liangren suddenly became angry and said, "This heartless brother, my sister really loves you for nothing!"

"Sister, don't be angry, I bought you the jewelry yesterday, see if you like it?" Wen Ruyu took out a brocade box from her arms and put it on the table in front of her.

Wen Liangren opened the brocade box, looked at the beautiful jade hairpin, and finally calmed down with a little satisfaction.

another place.

Chu Jingmao regained consciousness in a daze, his eyes were covered with cloth strips, and even his ears were completely covered.

He heard some noisy sounds around him, but it was not real, his hands and feet were bound by hemp ropes, the smell of blood came out, and a chilly aura slowly approached him.

He didn't know where he was now, but he vaguely remembered that when he went out this morning, he was hit hard on the back of his head and fainted, and now his head is still aching.

"Hiss..." He gasped in pain, then frowned and said, "Who?! Who plotted against me?"

The cloth strips covering his eyes were taken off by the person behind him, his sight and hearing became clear, the surrounding was dark and damp, and there was the sound of dripping water, as if he was in a dungeon.

There was a huge white cloth in front of him, and through the faint light from the window, people could vaguely see people crawling and wriggling on the ground, and that stench of blood came from here.

Suddenly, the white cloth was torn off by the people at the side, and Chu Jingmao suddenly turned pale with fright. The group of people in front of him were exactly the group of ordinary people he had bribed to spread rumors about Chu Jiaoli.

Everyone at this moment has lived up to yesterday's pride, their faces are as white as paper, their mouths are not closed, and glaring blood flows from the corners of their mouths, smearing drop by drop on the clothes and the ground. Looking closely at the mouth, it is already bloody. Tongue was cut off, extremely horrifying.

Just looking at it, Chu Jingmao was so frightened that his whole body went limp, he screamed out, and almost fainted.

The faces of those people were terrified, tears mixed with blood, and they kowtowed violently in his direction, sobbing and not knowing what they were talking about, but they must be begging for mercy.

His body was kicked again, and Chu Jingmao threw himself in front of a noble chair. The person sitting on the chair had a pair of black boots trimmed with gold, and his aura was so suppressed that he couldn't breathe.

He only looked up secretly, and saw Beigong Tengxiao in a red python robe, and kowtowed at him suddenly: "His Royal Highness! Your Royal Highness, please spare me! Please spare me!"

Beigong Tengxiao narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, but raised his hand slightly, and Jingyue, who was behind Chu Jingmao, untied the hemp rope that bound his hands and feet.

Chu Jingmao knelt down devoutly and kowtowed to spare his life: "His Royal Highness, spare your life! Your Royal Highness, spare your life!"

"Get up." Beigong Tengxiao's voice was cold.

Chu Jingmao paused as he kowtowed his head, as if he was a little puzzled. Could it be that Beigong Tengxiao didn't intend to do anything to him?
While hesitating, Jingyue kicked him impatiently, and said, "Your Highness told you to get up, didn't you hear?"

This kick almost broke his old waist, he gritted his teeth in pain, nodded his head and said: "Yes, yes..."

But as soon as he stood up, he was hit by Jingyue's sap from behind him, his knees burst into pain, and he knelt down again, he couldn't help but screamed in pain.

Two attendants lifted him up, and Jing Ling squeezed his face, forcing him to look at Beigong Tengxiao, while the stick behind him became more brutal every time, making him scream in pain.

Jing Ling's fierce voice sounded, and said: "See clearly! See who you offended!"

"Yes! Yes! The grassroots deserve death and should not offend His Highness! The grassroots will never dare again! Don't dare anymore! Please Your Highness spare your life!"

"Chu Jingmao, who do you think you are?" Beigong Tengxiao rang out in a ruthless voice, which was so cold that it made him shudder.

"Caomin is a dog! Caomin is a beast! Caomin is not a human!" Chu Jingmao's eyes gradually despaired, and he was deeply regretful. He thought that no one would dare to do anything to him because he was Chu Jiaoli's biological father. , but never wanted to fall into such a desperate situation where every day should not be answered and the earth will not work.

"Crack!" The wooden stick broke, and his left leg bone also split.

"Ah!!!!" Chu Jingmao yelled, the pain was unbearable, and the sweat on his face was as big as soybeans.

Beigong Tengxiao raised his leg and kicked him hard in the chest, and he also fell backwards, spurting a mouthful of blood.

Beigong Tengxiao snorted coldly, and said: "Today, this palace will cut your leg and save your life, all for the sake of the princess."

He got up, walked slowly in front of him, raised his foot to press down on his head hard, and said: "Remember, who broke your leg."

"It's Your Highness... it's... ahem... His Highness taught you a lesson."

Beigong Tengxiao rubbed his old face, looked down upon him, and said: "Remember, who is the reason you are alive."

"Grassmen...remember the great kindness and virtue of His Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess..." Chu Jingmao said hoarsely.

At the end of the sentence, Beigong Tengxiao let go of his feet in satisfaction, stood with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "Throw them all out for Bengong."

"Yes." The guard took the order, lifted Chu Jingmao and those ordinary people unkindly, and then dragged and pushed them away.

After the people dispersed, Jingyue hesitated and said to Beigong Tengxiao: "Your Highness, that kick just now..."

Beigong Tengxiao played with Chu Jiaoli's newly embroidered purse in his hand, and said, "Half a year."

Jingyue was stunned for a moment, and said, "It turns out that His Highness still wants to kill him."