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

Chapter 77 The Uninvited Guest

"Princess……?"

In the dark tent, Wei Ping casually played with the black iron knife, whispering in his mouth.

He threw it casually, the blade pierced the air, and there was a slight tearing sound. "Zheng--", half of the saber body was buried in the inner pillar of the tent, humming unceasingly.

Standing beside him was a factory guard, the blade of Cai Cai almost brushed his cheek, but the man didn't dare to move, standing stiffly, for fear of offending him.

"You, bring it to me."

Wei Ping pointed lazily, and the factory guard Weiwei responded and drew his sword.

The factory guard who can be in Wei Ping's tent has extraordinary martial arts, but he can't move a knife.

Cold sweat gradually oozes from the man's forehead, and his hands tremble undetectably.

"Tsk."

The sound was not loud, but it sounded like thunder to him, and he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

Wei Ping frowned impatiently, stretched out his palm towards the knife, bent his five fingers, and exerted force secretly.

The handle of the knife gradually trembled, and everyone in the tent felt a terrifying pressure from internal force, and they couldn't hold themselves back and knelt down.

With a "snap", the black iron knife returned to Wei Ping's palm.He breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes wandered around the people kneeling on the ground, as if he was talking to himself: "Why does the Lord seem to value her so much..."

"Report...report to Admiral! Lord Palmprint... Lord Palmprint must want to test her!"

The person who was not good at work before quickly answered the conversation, trembling and talking under Wei Ping's gaze.

"Oh?" Wei Ping raised his eyebrows with great interest, "It's just a princess, how can it be worthy of the Lord's personal action?"

The air moved slightly, and Wei Ping was already in front of the man.Seeing the soap boots, the man buried his head even lower.

"Return...to the Admiral's words, Second Highness returns to the capital, since the princess is His Highness's sister, maybe she knows something..."

"is it?"

Wei Ping spoke lazily, but the black iron knife in his hand cut the man's neck without hesitation.

The factory guard was killed on the spot before he could react, Yin Hong's blood dripped all over the floor, Wei Ping moved his foot away in disgust.

"Hmph, bastard, you actually want to provoke me and the Lord." Wei Ping wiped the blade clean, and his words couldn't hide his disgust.

Liu Quan has always been in charge of intelligence investigation.Although Wei Ping took over the East Factory, most of the things he did were directly ordered by Pei Qing.He would never inquire about who Pei Qing was looking for. The factory guard deliberately revealed to him that he must have ulterior motives.

"Liu Quan is really useless... I don't even know that the people under him have been put into sieves." Wei Ping said so, but the expression on his face was quite gloating.

But... what the miscellaneous said may be true, Princess Zhaoding... what's on her body?

Wei Ping squinted his eyes, remembering how much Pei Qing valued the three princesses in Changle Palace.

"Interesting..." Wei Ping chuckled, put away the black iron knife, and disappeared into the darkness.
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"Pei's palm print..."

Song Qing'an huddled in Pei Qing's arms, breaking the silence with a low voice.

"Ok?"

Pei Qing answered absently, and stroked her shoulder with her palm.Feeling the person in his arms shaking, he lowered his head this time and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Qingan squeezed closer again, almost her entire upper body pressed against it, muttering: "...I'm a little cold."

The nights in the suburbs of Beijing, even though it has been spring for some time, are still chilly.Song Qing'an's body hadn't recovered well, his hair was wet again, and the wind blew by, it was inevitable that he would have a cold war.

There was indeed no falsehood in this, Song Qing'an really felt cold.And...she was also worried that Pei Qing had another purpose to lure her here. To be on the safe side, she just wanted to go back as soon as possible.

Rongrong warmth flowed from the top of the head like water and flowed through the whole body.Song Qing'an was stunned, the hair on the water surface had been dried by Pei Qing with internal force.

"It's because our family didn't think well."

With warmth flowing all over his body, Song Qingan narrowed his eyes comfortably.She supported Pei Qing's shoulders, exerted lightly, leaned her body upwards, and planted a kiss on Pei Qing's face.

The soft lips fall apart at the touch of a touch, just like the touch of a dragonfly.Song Qing'an didn't stay for too long, and leaned into Pei Qing's arms again, his eyelashes drooping: "Thank you for the palm print."
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Zhu Yan was dedicated to guarding the palace, her face was calm, but her heart gradually became restless.

Why hasn't the princess come back yet...

She blinked, her brows furrowed suddenly.

There seems to be something wrong in this palace.

A strange and dangerous atmosphere gradually spread, sticky and dark, Zhu Yan's eyes darkened slightly.She is a martial arts practitioner, and she has been in the cold palace with Song Qing'an for so many years, so she is much more sensitive to malice.

Zhu Yan thought to herself, but still stayed where she was.For the current situation, it is better to pretend not to know, so as not to annoy the person in the dark.

There was a sudden noise outside the hall, and the aura disappeared somehow.Zhu Yan's heart trembled, and she quickly walked out.

But seeing Song Qing'an walking in from the outside, one hand... was naturally on Pei Qing.

When Zhuyan saw Li, she stepped forward to meet him.

Song Qing'an's clothes were in good condition, even her bun was not messed up, but her face...was too red; look at Pei's palm print...huh?Doubt flashed in Zhu Yan's eyes, why is Mr. Zhang Yin's clothes dressed like this?

Sensing Zhuyan's inquiring eyes, Song Qing'an covered his mouth and coughed a few times.Because of this action, she added a bit of red to her face, and successfully attracted Zhu Yan's attention.

"Could the princess catch a cold?"

Zhu Yan immediately became nervous and urged people to pour hot tea and boil ginger soup.

"It's okay." Song Qingan panted slightly, as if trying to calm down.

The reason why she is so tidy is naturally... after she came out of the soup spring, Pei Qing not only dried her clothes and hair, but also put her hair back into a bun.

Of course... Tangtang's palm prints cannot be allowed to serve her in vain, Song Qing'an consciously wanted to dress him.

She has good intentions, but it's fine for Song Qingan to dress herself, but serving others...that's another matter.

She did her best to not mistake the inside and outside order of Pei Qing's clothes.

Pei Qing mocked her mercilessly for this.

"The princess is really delicate."

He said so, but he didn't shake Song Qing'an's hand away.

So at this time he appeared with Song Qingan, his whole body was as gloomy as usual, but... his belt was a little crooked, and there were many folds on his robe for no reason.

Zhu Yan naturally noticed it, and his eyes were subtle for a moment.

Mr. Palmprint is like this... Could it be that he is in distress?But looking at the appearance of the princess, it seems that nothing happened. Could it be that Lord Palm Print protected the princess?
Zhu Yan suppressed her thoughts and supported Song Qing'an to rest.

Pei Qing twirled the jade wrench slowly, and said lightly, "Come out."

Song Qingan paused, and the people around him also stopped.

A figure appeared in the dark, but no one knew how and when he came.Song Qing'an watched coldly, but his heart was filled with shock.

"See my lord."

After being caught straight, Wei Ping showed up calmly and knelt down before Pei Qing.

"Pei's palm print," Song Qing'an smiled warmly, and looked at the kneeling man, "This is...?"

　Because Chapter 77 entered the little black room, the order of the chapters is messed up, please pay attention
　　
　
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