shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 175 Believers
When Qiu Wenhua got the news in the mansion, he broke out in a cold sweat and was mostly sober from the wine.

He was worried about causing panic, so he avoided the people and left quietly through the back door with the messenger.

After boarding the watchtower, he asked the soldiers beside him: "What's the situation now?"

"Reporting to the governor, the people of Xiye are all on the ground, and it seems that they have not made any further moves."

Qiu Wenhua frowned, looking into the distance with a solemn expression.Xiye's army clings to the torches, and the blackness presses down on the sideline, like a continuous burning black flame.

Just looking at it makes people jealous.

"Where's General Liu?"

"The general has led his army out of the city to meet the enemy."

Qiu Wenhua looked at the Xiye army who had not moved for the time being, and said slowly: "Tell General Liu...don't act rashly. They are too quiet, I am worried about fraud."

"Yes!"

The soldier trotted down the platform, Qiu Wenhua caressed the parapet with both hands, feeling quite heavy in his heart.

After so many days in Xiye's peace, why did he get into trouble again today?

Qiu Wenhua sneered, laughing at himself for being paranoid.

Who can know what these savages are thinking, but... such a weird behavior is indeed suspicious.

If it were in the past, and this morning was when the two armies were at war, how could they have such a stiff confrontation.

Qiu Wenhua thought about it for a while, and then called his attendants.

"Report the situation here to Beijing..." He tapped on the female wall and added two words, "Hurry up."
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For Pei Qing, finding Wei Ping was not difficult.

He was always in the deepest room of the prison department, tossing about the tormenting things.

Right now, Pei Qing is even more worried that if Song Qingan is taken away by Wei Ping, there will be some injuries on his body.

"Master Admiral, Lord Palm Print is here!"

A factory guard came to report outside the door, Wei Ping smiled inexplicably, moved his fingers slightly, and the silver needle was put away.

"Understood, you go down."

"Look, princess, as I said, the lord will definitely come."

Song Qing'an raised his head and leaned against the cold brick wall behind him, saying nothing, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

Why did he really come... He shouldn't have come.

She finally understood that Wei Ping seemed to be loyal to Pei Qing, but in fact...he only loyal to the person who best met his expectations.

Once that person behaved differently than expected, Wei Ping would be merciless and try his best to kill him.

He is the most loyal, but also the craziest believer.

Not to mention, from this point of view, this small territory is completely Wei Ping's territory.

How can we know how much of Wei Ping's own power has infiltrated after taking charge of the East Factory for so many years.

Suddenly, there was a loud vibration at the iron gate, and Song Qing'an was startled, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound.

The seemingly solid door seemed to tremble, and then creaked open with a painful moan.

Pei Qing appeared behind him with a gloomy face.

"Lord..."

Wei Ping turned around, his eyes brightened slightly, but he lost his voice as soon as he said the word.

Pei Qing approached at an extremely fast speed, grabbed Wei Ping by the throat, and pushed him hard against the wall.

Even Song Qing'an felt the tremor on the wall.

The change came so suddenly, Song Qing'an looked at Pei Qing belatedly, and then slowly stood up.

Pei Qing's palms tightened, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged vigorously, but her face was still frighteningly calm, as if she was looking at a dead object.

"Who gave you the guts?"

Wei Ping didn't resist at all, even though he was about to be strangled to death by Pei Qing, he could still laugh.

"Master... Lord, I am... I am helping you..."

He struggled to utter a sentence, and was pinched even tighter by Pei Qing as expected.

The latter glanced at Song Qing'an hastily, and saw that she was standing at the side, and there was no blood on her body, so she should be fine.

"What are you, worthy of helping me?"

Pei Qing snorted, pinched Wei Ping's neck and slammed it heavily on the ground, and there was a toothache muffled sound.

It can be heard that Pei Qing exerted all her strength.

Wei Ping lay on the ground in embarrassment, coughing up blood, and the calmness he had when facing Song Qing'an just now was gone.Song Qing watched quietly, but her heart was not very refreshed.

I don't know how Zhuyan is doing...

She was a little worried... that Pei Qing would know at this time.

Song Qing'an didn't want to hide it from Pei Qing, but he also didn't want him to know about it in front of her face.

Seeing that Wei Ping could no longer act as a monster in a short time, Pei Qing looked away and landed on Song Qing'an.

"Are you okay?"

An extremely flat tone, as if for a polite question.If Song Qing'an hadn't seen his excited appearance just now, he would really have been deceived by him.

"Nothing, Admiral Wei is very polite."

Song Qing'an smiled at Wei Ping as he spoke, as if the two of them were making tea here before.

Wei Ping let out a "ho ho" sound, ignoring Song Qing'an's provocation.

Naturally, Pei Qing didn't believe Wei Ping's polite nonsense.

But seeing Song Qing Ping'an standing upright, although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't ask any more questions.

"Master Admiral! Mention... I have seen Mr. Palm Print!"

The factory guard who had reported the letter earlier hurried over, but saw Wei Ping lying on the ground, and Pei Qing looked back gloomyly.He was startled and his voice trembled.

"What's the matter?"

"My lord... palm print, the palace has announced a new decree."

The factory guard said bravely, and couldn't help but glance at Song Qing'an at the side.

Pei Qing suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, she frowned and said, "What's the purpose?"

"Your Majesty decreed that Princess Zhaoding and the Second Prince Xiye get married. The wedding date...in ten days..."

Song Qingan closed his eyes.

The situation she least wanted to face still happened.

"Ten days?"

Pei Qing raised her lips, with a cold smile: "So impatient, do you want to send people out?"

These words seemed to be talking about Emperor Liang, but Pei Qing's gaze was always on Song Qing'an.

She lowered her eyes to avoid her gaze: "It's not that there was no princess marriage before, it's not difficult to prepare for these matters."

Pei Qing raised her eyebrows: "The princess has already prepared, hasn't she?"

"Pei's palm print, how could I know the foresight?"

Song Qing'an twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled on the surface.

Seeing her reckless appearance, Pei Qing felt extremely sour in her heart.

"Since that's the case... can I leave? Marriage is a matter of two countries. I can't continue to disappear at this time."

Pei Qing looked away, looked at Wei Ping who was lying on the ground, and said coldly, "Send Princess Zhaoding back to the palace."

"Yes."

Song Qing'an smiled and blessed Pei Qing, but unfortunately the latter didn't appreciate it at all.

Wei Ping snorted, so Pei Qing kicked him in the heart.

He turned over to lie on his back, and said: "If I can die in the hands of the Lord, I will have no regrets."

"Killing you dirty our hands."

Pei Qing glanced lightly, took out the handkerchief and wiped her fingers carefully.

"Master, are you still you?"

Wei Ping pressed his heart, gasped for a few breaths and asked suddenly.

Pei Qing didn't want to answer his boring question.

"If you are no longer the master, I will kill you." Wei Ping said tentatively, looking at Pei Qing with fanaticism and hatred.

Pei Qing moved her fingertips slightly, Wei Ping groaned and froze in place.

"Silence."

(End of this chapter)