The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 1476
Facing Tang Nineteen's torture, Qu Tiange showed no guilt: "Murong Yan just misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding, what kind of misunderstanding?"

"She wrote to Ben Wang, asking how the scenery in Bazhou is. Ben Wang wrote back, saying that the rime in Bazhou is very beautiful, and she can come and see it if she has a chance, that's all."

"Damn, this woman can really be passionate. Let me just say, don't you want to lose your head." Obviously, Tang Nineteen chose to believe it, but, "Wait, let's change this story."

Qu Tiange wanted to say, why did he turn the page so easily? Why didn't she mention those famous calligraphy and paintings he collected?

There was no chance to appeal, and a new wave of cross-examination began.

"Lantern Festival gift, you either don't give it, you want to give it, or don't give it to another woman by the way, okay, you can give it to another woman, you give her a red and beautiful dress, give it to me What the hell are you talking about yourself?"

"Knife."

He is so kind.

"Do you have an itchy neck and want me to scratch it with that knife?"

Qu Tiange laughed.

Tang Nineteen sat up straight: "Laugh, you are still laughing, you gave me a dagger before, I can understand that you want me to keep it for self-defense, but this time you gave me a knife, you want me to carry it out every day , Do you chop anyone who is upset?"

"If you want, you can."

"The first thing I don't like is you."

"I'm just afraid that you won't be willing."

"Hehe, I'm very willing, Aunt Lin, Aunt Lin."

After shouting twice, Aunt Lin ran in with wet hands: "Princess, what's your order?"

"Aunt Lin, bring me the knife."

"What knife?"

"Just the machete I gave you."

On Qu Tiange's expression, when he heard the word chopping knife, he finally stopped smiling and was slightly taken aback, but soon, he laughed louder: "Hahaha, as expected of this king's woman, she actually put Ming Hongdao was thrown away and turned into a hatchet."

Ming Hongdao, this knife still has a name, once it has a name, it sounds inexplicably tall and mysterious.

However, in any case, it cannot change the essence of a knife.

"Please give me a gift next time, take a snack. I don't ask you to give me a car of roses or a diamond in a romantic way. You can also send money."

"Is Ming Hong Dao worthless?"

Aunt Lin had already brought it, she hesitated who to hand it to, saw Qu Tiange stretched out her hand, and hurriedly sent it to Qu Tiange's singer, she did not forget to boast: "Chopping firewood, a thief is easy to use."

Tang Nineteen waved his hand: "Go down——Qu Tiange, let me ask you, is this knife worth anything?"

"Do you still care about money?"

Tang Nineteen hurriedly looked like a money fan: "Of course, who doesn't like this money, the more the better."

"Why doesn't this king think that you love money so much, are you happy that you won't destroy those calligraphy, paintings and brushes?"

"How do you know I'm happy?" Tang Nineteen became annoyed when he said this, "I can't sleep at night because of the pain in my body, and I scream during the day. Are you happy to see me?"

Qu Tiange didn't believe it, but her greedy little face was very cute.

"Why are you laughing, what are you laughing at me, do I look funny? You haven't told me yet, what is this called, what..."

Scratching my scalp, I can't remember what the name of this knife is.

Qu Tiange kindly reminded: "Ming Hong Dao."

"Yes, yes, is it worth money?"

With a wave of Qu Tiange's wrist, Ming Hongdao drew a circle in the air, shaking off a thin layer of soot on the surface.

(End of this chapter)