The first lazy concubine in the world: tyrant He Qijia

Chapter 142 Entering the Painting: Anger 【2000 words】

Since it is Wanggongcheng, these people are also Dicheng's subjects, so she doesn't need to do anything, she just needs to wait for others to remember her, the poor person who stepped on thousands of miles away!

Just like that, Qin Zhuiyi ate some snacks leisurely, and was taken away without any resistance.

When she arrived in the dungeon, she chose a place with soft grass to sit and watched the surrounding situation with her eyes.

The dungeon in Wanggong City is no different from the place I stayed in last time, except that there are more guards.

With her legs crossed, the small wooden box was placed on her knees, her right hand supported her head, her left hand beat the small wooden box rhythmically, and at the same time she slowly closed her eyes.

Not long after she closed her eyes, a voice came from outside.

The footsteps sounded familiar, and she lazily opened her eyes.

The person outside the door made her open her mouth in surprise, "Why are you here, Di Zhen?"

She thought it was a new inmate, but she didn't expect it to be Dizhen.

Di Zhen's expression outside the iron prison was more exaggerated than hers, his wide eyes were full of surprise and relief, the jailer opened the iron prison, and he couldn't wait to rush in.

"Xiao Yi, it's great that you're fine! You disappeared suddenly, I thought you disappeared again!"

At the end of the speech, there was more and more grievance in his voice.

Qin Zhuiyi was helpless, raised his hand and poked him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Ah."

Di Zhen nodded heavily, sat down next to her, and held her small hand tightly in his palm, as if afraid that she would run away again.

His reaction Qin Zhuiyi didn't want to talk any more, he half propped his head and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

Judging from the current situation, it is mostly because of Naihe's misuse of skills. If it is intentional, it is absolutely impossible for the people around to let Di Zhen follow.

But that's not right either.

"Di Zhen, is this Wanggong City?"

"Yes, this is the sacrificial altar, not far to the northwest is the palace of the father, and I live there too."

That being the case, Dizhen should lead her out instead of being locked here with her!
Qin Zhuiyi stared at the locked cell door again with complicated eyes.

After a while, she put down the wooden box and walked to the door, and shouted to the jailer beside her, "Hey, why don't you let us out!"

"Let you go out? Hehe." The jailer smiled mockingly, "You are good at altars, and your identity is unknown, so naturally you can't be let out. Prince, he said you belong to her."

"So you locked him in together?" Qin Zhuiyi's voice changed.

She thought the jailer didn't know Di Zhen's identity, but she knew what he was thinking after hearing his words.

So what if it's the prince, it's still closed.

It would be fine if the reason he did this was just to follow the rules. His mocking smile and his undisguised tone were obviously not like that.

It was deliberately aimed at Emperor Zhen.

At this time, Qin Zhuiyi finally understood why Di Zhen would rather be alone on the snow mountain.

She thought that even if he was looked down upon by others, no one would trip Di Zhen in front of him, but she was wrong.

This is a different continent, where martial arts are advocated, and everything speaks with ability, even if it is a prince, a waste is still a waste, and it will be a matter of time before he abandons the throne.

Qin Zhuiyi squinted his eyes, then turned around.

She intends to take Di Zhen out to fight, whoever he is, bullying Di Zhen is not an option.

But when he turned around and saw Di Zhen's eyes, his mood changed again.

He shrank in the corner, his eyes filled with confusion and fear.

He doesn't like it here, he doesn't like everyone here.

After so many years, only Qin Zhuiyi is special, that's why he relies on her so much.

Qin Zhuiyi snorted softly, stepped towards him in a few steps, and pulled him up from the ground.

"We just don't know how to fight, we just don't know how to calculate, but we can't be afraid. Come on, stand up, raise your head, and kill him with your eyes!"

"Is it enough to use your eyes?" Di Zhen's voice was very low, but he was still afraid.

Qin Zhuiyi patted his hand, "It's okay, don't be afraid, follow me."

"Hands on hips."

"Ah."

"Keep your eyes open."

"Open wide."

"Stare at him to death!"

Qin Zhuiyi's eyes widened, fixedly staring at Tie Laowai's Yu Zu, but he didn't know that the faces of the people around her had changed.

The people outside the door naturally wouldn't take the two of them seriously. One is a brat with no spiritual power, and the other is a useless prince. What could happen?

He had a mocking face, so arrogant that he didn't even want to look back, but for some reason he suddenly couldn't breathe...

Qin Zhuiyi stared angrily, not wanting to vent his emotions, but just trying to calm himself down.

There are too many people who look down on Dizhen in this world, one by one, one by one, she can't kill her, so she has to use another method...

It's just that she didn't expect that the man who was stared at by her suddenly covered her neck, and fell to the ground in the next second.

Before she could react, Dizhen had already hid behind her.

Due to the huge difference in body shape between the two, this hiding was really ineffective, so he grabbed Qin Zhuiyi's hand tightly.

"Xiao Yi, what's going on?"

There was no joy in his voice, he always knew that he was not as good as others, and the word "trash" was "deserved of its reputation", so he didn't resent others...

This scene made him somewhat unable to accept it.

"Xiao Yi, did you do it? Actually, it's not necessary..."

Qin Zhuiyi shrugged, "It's not me."

She is now able to control her abilities and will not hurt others at will.

Who is that?
Just when she was wondering, footsteps came again not far away.

This time, the voice was a little lively.

She looked up, and a woman in a golden dress came over surrounded by a group of people.

The woman had a good face, with delicate and elegant features, red lips and white teeth.

I saw her holding up the hem of her dress and rushing towards them.

When she reached the door, she covered her nose with one hand and greeted the people behind her with the other.

"Come here quickly and open the door for me! He is my elder brother, he is the prince, do you know that! You have done such a rebellious thing, come here and open the door for me."

Her words were fine, but Qin Zhuiyi felt so harsh when he heard them.

Although he felt a little upset, Qin Zhuiyi still didn't speak, and blocked Di Zhen behind him.

People outside opened the door for the woman, and she didn't rush in, but lifted her skirt and handkerchief to look around.

"Oh, my dear brother, how can you stay in this kind of place? It's dirty and ugly. I almost suffocated when I stepped in."

Then why are you not dead yet!

Qin Zhuiyi really wanted to throw such a sentence at her, but finally endured it.

This person calls Brother Di Zhen, so she is Di Cheng's daughter, a princess.

In this place, no two or three brushes dare to come out to mess around. If this woman dares to come out to find fault, she must have some real skills. She, Qin Zhuiyi, is not afraid of troubles, but Di Zhen can't stand troubles.

If the face is torn apart, then these people will not only mock Dizhen, but also use their hands and feet.

So, some things still have to be kept secret.

(End of this chapter)