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Chapter 134 The little lady is the most sweet-talking, demagogic!

Chapter 134 (134) The little lady is the most sweet-talking, demagogic!

Xia Ou saw what her sister was thinking, and put her fleshy little paws on the other's slender hand.

She blinked her apricot eyes, her black pupils were like shining stars in the night sky, and said, "Xiaolian's elder sister is only Sister Yao. As for Chi Yao, I don't recognize her!"

Hearing what her sister said, Xia Yao finally felt at ease.

The corners of her lips curved suddenly, and a smile was slowly evoked, her jet-black pupils were as heavy as obsidian, radiant and glamorous.

The younger sister is hers, even Chi Yao can't take it away!

Immediately, Fuwa nodded secretly.

My sister's sister, rounded up, is also his sister...

Ji Cheng: "..."

The little lady is the best at talking sweetly and bewitching people!

He glanced at the chaos below, and said, "Then Chi Yao is probably about to move."

Fuwa's face full of joy suddenly sank, she waved her hand, and asked someone to help Chi Yao down, and seek medical treatment nearby.

Although, the fetus is the evil seed in his heart, but after all, the child is innocent, not to mention that he really loved Chi Yao, even if she was ruthless to him, he would not want to see her die...

Although Chi Yao was supported down, Ji Ye and the others did not stop their sticks.

The brocade guards continued to swing their sticks and started fighting each other.

"Crack...crack...crack...crack..."

Everyone was beaten, passed out, and woke up alive again.

Back and forth between passing out and waking up.

"Crack...crack...crack...crack..."

I don't know how long it took, but the fifty sticks were finally finished.

Mu Bin came back and returned to Fuwa.

"Reporting to Your Highness, the fifty-stick punishment has been completed, except for Ji Ye, Jian Chang Bo and others have passed out."

"Since the father's order has been fulfilled, let's take everyone back to the Imperial Prison!"

Fuwa waved her hands, and there was nothing unusual on her face.

However, I was secretly surprised in my heart, I didn't expect Jiye to be such a tough guy.

Xia Ou narrowed her beautiful eyes, and when she saw Jiye being dragged down, she looked towards them.

Probably, when Ji Ye was tortured, he was in so much pain that he grabbed his sleeves so hard that his fingernails were turned up, blood dripped down, and he was dragged out all the way.

This man is a ruthless person, he should be more defensive in the future.

Ji Cheng glanced over, and smiled with his lips drawn.

I remember that after the destruction of the Ji family in the previous life, Ji Ye was the only one who retreated completely, but his heart was on Chi Yao, and he went through fire and water for Chi Yao, willingly becoming the knife in her hand...

While staring at Xia Yao and the others, Ji Ye also noticed Ji Cheng.

The only son of the expelled fourth uncle...

Even though the distance was not close, he could clearly feel Ji Cheng's coldness, as if he was still showing contempt?

That kind of estrangement without sadness or joy seems to be more indifferent than strangers who have no intersection.

Doesn't Jicheng hate what they did to fourth uncle?
Ji Ye couldn't help being in a trance, and hurried back to his senses.

He doesn't show his spirit, he is not a prince, he is in a trance anytime and anywhere...

After the Ji family was dragged down one after another, the imperial guards came to report, saying that they did not find "Princess Weiyang" among the crowd who came to see the fun.

Summer lotus root: "..."

I don't know how everyone will look when she makes an appearance under this name in the future?

Fuwa was busy helping to smooth things over, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she saw Xia Ou holding Xia Yao, walking towards him with unceremonious steps, and deliberately brushed past him, rolling her eyes at herself.

Well, the father's debt is paid by the son...

He is not wronged...

And Xia Yao walked over, suddenly remembered what was going on, then turned her head and glared at Fuwa, silently despising Fuwa.

"Hey..." Fuwa sighed faintly.

Isn't his father her father?

Forget it, who let him be the eldest brother, just let the younger sister...

Xia Ou didn't go far, but swept away the dozen or so cinnabar pens on Fuwa's table.

Every time before going to bed, the admiral would tell her a story, which was not only interesting, but also enriched her knowledge.

Among them, there is a story.

Whenever beheading, as long as the supervisor is seated, a touch of the ink pen, followed by the executioner's ghost head knife, will be chopped on the neck of the condemned prisoner.

When the head falls to the ground, the executioner will stuff a steamed bun into the neck to stop the blood from spraying out.

Of course, the executioners were not benevolent men and women, but relatives of the deceased bribed them with generous gifts to be so benevolent.

Immediately afterwards, after the executioner killed someone, he had to raise his head to see the executioner.

As usual, Jian Zhanguan used a vermilion pen to touch a point of cinnabar on the death row prisoner's head, and someone would buy that cinnabar pen at a high price to suppress evil spirits...

After Xia Ou heard this story, she realized that beheading can also make a fortune.

She thought that there would be no blood today, so she didn't prepare in advance. Who knew that the Jifu family member would be executed for causing trouble.

Xia Ou didn't dare to deal with dead bodies, so she handed over a large handful of cinnabar pens to Mu Bin.

She was thinking that this brother-in-law hadn't become a regular yet, so she had to curry favor with her anyway, didn't she?
Sure enough, when Mou Bin saw that it was his sister-in-law who wanted to help him, he was eager and quick to do it.

In a moment, the task is completed.

He handed all the cinnabar pens he ordered to Xia Ou, but his eyes were looking at his fiancee, begging for appreciation.

Xia Yao frowned, covered her nose and mouth with a handkerchief and hid away.

Who are these people...

Ji Cheng went straight to their side and walked over quickly.

When the little lady stretched out her hand, she quickly took the cinnabar pen and said, "Thank you."

"No thanks, it's all from my family..." Mou Bin smiled innocently.

Unexpectedly, the young man who was looking for him to save the prince would become his brother-in-law. The chance meeting is really wonderful...

"Husband, what is the market price of this magic weapon to ward off evil?" Xia Ou blinked at him, looking innocent and innocent, with white silver in his eyes.

She got this writing brush for free, and if she sells it casually, she will make money.

She rubbed her little hands, and said sweetly, "How about ten taels of silver and a cinnabar pen?"

Mou Bin replied quickly, "We don't get many beheaded prisoners in Xishi every year. I remember last time a rich family offered a hundred taels of silver, but they didn't get any!"

"One hundred taels of silver..." Xia Ou felt that she was about to get rich.

Business opportunity!
She sneaked up to Mou Bin in a sneaky way, with a small smile on her face.

"Brother-in-law, there are at least a hundred people who have died. Xiao Ou hurry up and buy some more Langhao pens. We will share [-]-[-] when we stay. Brother-in-law also took this opportunity to save a betrothal gift for my sister Yao..."

How could Mu Bin's steel-like character earn this money?

But first he said "brother-in-law" and then "betrothal gift", he forgot everything...

Even, even the north is almost lost...

He slapped his thigh violently, said decisively, "Medium!"

"Come on, Xiaoou is going to buy a writing brush!" Xiaoou volunteered.

It's not that she likes to run errands, the main reason is that she must bargain for so many brushes.

According to half the price...

(End of this chapter)

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