Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 121 Another Bitter Trick
Jian Yunling's beautiful face was covered with thick frost and haze, and the teacup in her hand was almost crushed by her: "If I hadn't found out, how long are you going to help him monitor me?"

How could she never learn to be good? She was deceived and betrayed in her previous life, and ended up being shot and killed. Why did she blindly trust someone again this time.

"Until the day the concubine finds out." Xiao Bai rescued the poor teacup, the curve of his lips seemed to be shallow.

Jian Yunling grabbed his collar and said harshly, "What did you tell him?"

Xiao Bai held her hand gently, and replied: "Everything."

Jian Yunling pushed him away, snorted suddenly and said, "Very good, it really is a loyal dog."

Xiao Bai didn't respond to her insult, he raised his brows lightly, and said: "So the concubine intends to drive me out of Yunlou?"

Jian Yunling shook her head evilly, and casually denied: "No, on the contrary. I want to keep you. Wouldn't it be good to let the enemy's dog help me guard the house? Besides, I can also use you to confuse Yu Wenzheng, so good Why should I let you go?"

A little appreciation flashed across Xiao Bai's eyes, and he said indifferently: "My concubine really impresses me."

An inviolable arrogance rose from the bottom of Jian Yunling's eyes, she looked at Xiao Bai coldly and said, "I hope you don't let me down, and be a good dog of Yu Wenzheng!"

Xiao Bai nodded in greeting: "That's natural." Seeing that Jian Yunling was about to leave, he added: "Send off the princess."

Back at Prince Han's Mansion, Yu Wenzheng was wiping his long sword with a piece of red cloth, when he saw Jian Yunling coming back, he only slightly raised his eyes, then lowered his head to stroke the cold sword face, and asked lightly, "How is it? "

Jian Yunling sneered: "I have seen it for the prince, it is really a good dog. The prince must have spent a lot of thought on raising him."

Ignoring the sarcasm in her words, Yu Wenzheng continued with his actions without saying a word.

Jian Yunling stepped forward, stopped beside his wheelchair, with a little playful look in his eyes, and said: "By the way, I feel the need to tell the prince, I was reckless that day and beat the second prince with my hands, it is estimated that at this moment the emperor I have already known about this matter, please think carefully about how to deal with the aftermath."

Yu Wenzheng's eyes were still lingering on the sword in his hand, and he said, "Why should the king take care of the aftermath of the incident caused by the princess?"

Jian Yunling slanted her lips, and said without changing her expression: "Well, if my concubine is accused of crimes, if I am in a panic, if I accidentally tell some secrets about the prince, the prince should not blame the concubine."

Yu Wenzheng couldn't help but pause, dark eyes rolled up darkly, and said: "You threaten me?"

Jian Yunling shrugged and said, "If you say it's a threat, then it's a threat."

Yu Wenzheng said bitterly: "Okay, okay! The princess is really good. Don't worry, the king has already thought of a countermeasure, as long as you cooperate obediently."

Jian Yunling's eyebrows twitched slightly, and asked inquiringly, "What are you going to do?"

Yuwen Zheng raised his long sword, his eyes slid across the sharp blade from bottom to top, and said, "Wang Hao thinks, how does this king's bitter trick work?"

Jian Yunling smiled sarcastically, and said: "The lord's tricks are flawless, and he has fooled everyone."

All of them, of course, including her.

"Then please ask the concubine to perform a bitter show just like this king. It is best to act with tears, realistic and moving." Yu Wenzheng's voice is full of charm, coaxing.

Jian Yunling seemed to understand what he was going to do, and said coldly: "I don't know how to act."

Yu Wenzheng raised his eyes sideways, his crimson lips raised slightly, and said: "Princess is wrong, people are born to be able to act, as long as it is at the critical moment of life and death, laughing and cursing, whatever you want him to act, he can act for you vividly."

"I don't think that slapping the prince is life and death." Jian Yunling deliberately contradicted him.

Yu Wenzheng put on a stern look, and said coldly: "The matter of the royal family can be big or small, but I suggest that the princess should not take too much chance."

(End of this chapter)