After rebirth, Her Royal Highness is a black lotus flower

Chapter 125 Song Huai, this knife is so heavy.
Shen Qianzhao blinked, glanced at Guanshi Lin, then looked at Elder Jing, and said softly, "Master, isn't this bad?"

Someone laughed at the bottom, look, this girl is still young and soft-tempered, she was bullied by Steward Lin pointing her nose at her head, she is so kind and generous, she can't bear to break her hand.

Kindness is too much, if you go outside with such a temper, I'm afraid you will be bullied.

Is it really the apprentice of Mr. Jing Ge who is vigorous and resolute?

Steward Lin wept bitterly, with two lines of muddy tears on his face, and kept begging, "Girl! Please don't remember the villain and forgive me."

"Master Ge, this disciple made a mistake! Disciple will not dare to do this again in the future, please forgive me!"

Guanshi Qian was cold-eyed and slightly angry, and his body was still wounded, all thanks to Guanshi Lin in front of him, if Mr. Jing hadn't arrived in time, his dead body might be in a different place at this moment.

This time I heard the little junior sister say this, and I feel that the little junior sister is really pure and kind. She was bullied by Xue Rong in the auditing school last time. After all, she was raised in the deep palace.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Little junior sister, just say, senior brother will cut it for you, don't be afraid."

Shen Qianzhao bent her lips and smiled, shaking her head.

"Senior Brother seems to be tired today, how can I cause trouble for Senior Brother?" She said softly.

Manager Qian and Elder Jing wanted to say something, but Shen Qianzhao suddenly turned around and took out a big knife from Song Huai's hand, and slashed at an extremely fast speed.

"Ah!!!" Accompanied by a hissing lung-piercing cry of pain, dripping with blood, Steward Lin's hand rolled down in front of the eyes of everyone below!

Everyone's pupils constricted and they gasped.

Even Song Huai was slightly surprised.

Xie Lin's back stiffened, frightened by the scene in front of him.

Steward Lin's severed hand rolled down beside his feet, his heart was beating extremely fast, and cold sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead.

"Shen Chen." Xie Lin's voice stuttered and trembled.

Shen Qianzhao, who was so ruthless, was not at all like the one he knew.

Even though Shen Qianzhao used to be a little savage, he never scolded the palace servants below. The last time the fight at the pier was life-threatening, and in the dim night, he never saw Shen Qianzhao make a move.

And just so caught off guard, a bloody pig's trotter rolled down to his feet, and he couldn't even see clearly how Shen Qianzhao made the move.

In the next moment, Shen Qianzhao made a move that made him doubt himself even more.

Before everyone present had time to react, they saw the little girl in front of her loosely pulling out her veil, gently wiping the blood on the big knife, and looking up at the stern-looking man in front of the girl, her voice was low, with a trace of Soft and delicate.

"Song Huai, this knife is so heavy. I can't lift it."

For a moment, the scene fell into an eerie silence.

Only Manager Lin clasped his hands and yelled out of breath, crying more and more mournfully.

Shen Qianzhao's soft and white cheeks could not be seen clearly, but her eyes were wet and pitiful, making it impossible for anyone to associate the delicate little girl in front of her with the person who just cut off the hand of Manager Lin so cruelly.

They are totally different.

Guanshi Lin passed out from the pain, but Guanshi Qian was disgusted and didn't want to take another look, so he ordered two guards to pull him down.

A long bloodstain was drawn on the floor in the hall until it disappeared at the door, and everyone was still a little dazed.

Song Huai lowered his eyes to look at Shen Qianzhao's hand that was handed to him. The palm of the small hand holding the big knife was faintly reddish, which was particularly shocking against the soft white skin.

Feeling distressed in his heart, he stretched out his hand and took the big knife back from Shen Qianzhao's hand, put it back around his waist, and gently pulled her hand with the other hand, cautiously, sympathetically, not daring to touch it easily.

"Does it hurt?"

The corner of Shen Qianzhao's mouth drooped, "It hurts."

She put her other hand in front of Song Huai's eyes, "Look, my hand is all red."

Xie Lin stared straight at him, what happened today was enough for him to digest for a whole year.

This person has been chopped off, and the one who acted like a baby and complained about the heavy knife and hurt his hands?

Song Huai's voice was low and hoarse, and there was distress in his eyes, "This knife is a bit heavy. If you want to cut someone, let me do it. Why do you need to do it?"

Xie Lin: "???" Listen, is this a human language?
A hint of sweetness surged in Shen Qianzhao's heart, and he pursed his lips and smiled, "Okay."

After all, Song Huai is a professional at killing people.

At this moment, Jing Lao coughed lightly, and signaled Shen Qianzhao to accept it as soon as he was good. There are still so many people here.

Shen Qianzhao was still reluctant to let go, but Song Huai let go of her hand first.

The roots of his ears were slightly hot, and only then did he realize what he had just done.

He actually went to hold Shen Qianzhao's hand...

Jing Lao walked steadily to the front of the crowd, and said loudly, "Everyone, a disciple who committed crimes appeared in the pavilion today, causing trouble for you all. I dare to show my old face here and apologize to everyone."

As soon as Jing Lao said this, there was an uproar in the hall, did Jing Lao actually apologize to them? !
In panic, people scrambling to be the first said, "Mr. Jingge, don't dare!"

"If Steward Lin commits a crime, he will be fined. I and the younger generation are not ignorant people, so how dare you tell us if you are wrong."

"Yeah yeah."

Only then did Jing Lao slowly say, "It's just that this time, I'm really sorry for making you bother and worry. The designer of this batch of weapons has indeed designated the buyer. No matter what happens today, according to the rules of Qianji Pavilion, all of them will be sold. It’s too much to do, and I hope you will forgive me.”

Steward Qian frowned, for the trouble that Steward Lin caused, this meeting requires Master to solve it.

Steward Lin shouldn't be easily spared last time.

Qi Shuyu's face suddenly became ugly, the weapon that was about to be obtained, but now it just flew away.

He gritted his teeth, but due to the large number of people present and the presence of Mr. Jing Ge, he didn't dare to say more.

The people present laughed and said, "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way! We all know the rules of Qianji Pavilion,"

After all, they were not the ones who won the bid, so it has nothing to do with them whether they have designated the buyer or not.

This weapon has the first batch, and there must be a second batch, just wait.

It is this young master who was originally bidding to get it, but it is a bit intriguing.

At first they noticed that this masked young man seemed to know Guanshi Lin, why the man from Dajin clearly won such a high number of rings, but Guanshi Lin gave the batch of weapons to the young man? Da Jin has rich financial resources, so he can still lose to this unknown son?
There must be articles in it!

Now, this weapon can't reach this person's hands, they are still happy, they deserve it.

Shen Qianzhao thought for a while, after all, this matter has something to do with him, so what should be done so that the reputation of Qianji Pavilion will not be damaged.

After thinking for a moment, she said loudly, "Everyone, I'm sorry for what happened today. To express my apology, you are free to choose any ten weapons in the Qianji Pavilion, and I will pay for all of them!"

As soon as these words came out, the voices of the people boiled!

"it is good!"

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