Peach Blossom Makeup

Chapter 167 Princess: Who is the bitch scolding?

Chapter 167 Princess: Who is the bitch scolding?
What King Shun said was vicious and he had no scruples.

But fortunately, the Queen Mother and King Ning are not the kind of people who are easily defeated by rumors. Moreover, what King Shun said is true. Although he doesn't want to admit it, he made mistakes early in his life. Why should he deceive himself now?

King Ning's face was gloomy, his tall figure was straight and straight, "You are not as tall as the fourth son, you have a long face, and you are on the same level as King Gong, slandering the orthodoxy of the eldest son."

King Shun sneered, and he looked at King Ning with a strange expression, "The eldest son is orthodox? It's like you never thought about that position in the early years."

After saying this, the corners of his mouth became more mocking, "However, maybe you don't have to think about it. After winning the queen mother, you are not the emperor of the saint. This kind of forbearance and courage, the emperor is really ashamed of himself!"

King Ning didn't want to spend too much time with him, so he snorted heavily, and threw the white jade wine cup on the table with a flick of his sleeve, making a "pop" sound.

As the wine cup shattered, a group of black-clothed and masked dead soldiers descended from the sky and rushed in from outside the palace gate.

Concubine Luo looked at the costumes of those dead men, and felt quite familiar, and then carefully looked at the sharp swords in the hands of those dead men, and suddenly realized.

She returned to Beijing before, and was assassinated by a dead man outside Beijing. At that time, Gu Shiwei also said that the sharp knife used by the dead man was made privately. Afterwards, she had no clue about this matter, and she gradually forgot about it.

But at present, the dead soldiers raised by King Ning are clearly the same group who assassinated her.

Her eyes became colder, and she snorted coldly at King Ning, if it wasn't a good time to tell, she would definitely ask him to say something.

The imperial guard who was holding Concubine Luo dragged her to the direction of King Shun. When the sword in her hand was tightened, she felt a pain like a split in her neck. She took a deep breath and did not dare to act rashly.

But he still said fiercely to King Shun, "King Shun, if I lose even half of my palace, I will definitely let you be buried with me, do you believe it or not?"

Shun Wang leisurely smiled, "I believe."

As he spoke, he nodded slightly at the imperial guard, who immediately loosened his grip, but there was still a scarlet bloodstain on Concubine Luo's snow-white neck, like white snow and red plums, very conspicuous and shocking.

Concubine Luo tentatively stretched out her hand to touch it, and sure enough, she felt sticky blood on her finger.

She turned her head and glared at the imperial guard, like a feral wolf cub.

Concubine Luo ignored the worried eyes of the Emperor, Empress Dowager and Xi Fu, and took out the handkerchief by herself, wrapped it around her neck, and tied a small knot.

From the beginning to the end, there was no consciousness of being held hostage at all.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, King Ning's dead soldiers have torn a hole from the rebellious imperial army, and the time to break out is imminent!
King Ning rushed to the Queen Mother in two or three steps, grabbed her wrist and said, "Alian, let's go!"

The queen mother was dragged by him and staggered, the pearl hairpin on her head shook loudly, she refused loudly, "No, you can go by yourself."

King Ning paused, turned his head to look at her, and saw that the Queen Mother looked at Concubine Luo without any fear, retreat or sadness on her face.

It seems that after these years of turbulence in the court, no matter how much emotion she has suppressed deep in her heart, no amount of wind and rain can make her show any emotion, but the love of being a biological mother has not disappeared at all.

The loyal guardian was beside the emperor, and also yelled for him to run away.

However, Xi Chaosheng, like the queen mother, did not move at all, even if the turning point of escape was in front of him.

Xi Fu held up her skirt, bit her lip, stepped forward half a step, and said to the king, "Let my sister go, I'll be your hostage."

King Shun glanced at her contemptuously, "With you?"

Xifu felt embarrassed. Although she was also a princess, she had never been able to act like Concubine Luo. Even if she took the initiative to be a hostage, she was not qualified.

The Empress Dowager's brows suddenly became soft, and she said to King Ning, "Take Qianjin away, and don't go back to the capital in the future."

After all, it was born by her, even if she didn't like it in the past, she would not watch her die.

After all, who wants to die when they can live?

Xifu was stunned, she stared blankly at the queen mother, then suddenly lowered her head in panic, not letting anyone see the emotion on her face.

Concubine Luo gently pressed the wound on her neck, squinting at King Shun, she showed her contempt to the fullest, "You can only hold me, this trick is really inferior, I don't even bother to do it Of."

King Shun thought that Concubine Luo was very interesting. She was in such a situation, but she still didn't care about it. I don't know if it was because she was relying on her or because she was ignorant and fearless?
And with the effort of these few words, most of King Ning's dead soldiers have gone. Although the imperial army suffered heavy casualties, the imperial army infiltrated by him accounted for more than half of the palace. No matter how dead or injured, there were more dead soldiers of.

"Oh? Since Mimi said so, what kind of trick is not inferior?" He tilted his head slightly, as if interested.

Concubine Luo gently pinched the shining sharp blade around her neck with her fingertips, signaling the imperial guard to move away a little bit, and then she stepped in front of King Shun, stood on tiptoe, leaned over, moved closer to him, parted her red lips, He said in a low voice, "My son-in-law once told me that there are words in the book of war, and holding them as a hostage is an impossible strategy. If there is a better strategy, it should be..."

Even though King Shun was not as tall as King Ning, he was still taller than Concubine Luo, and Concubine Luo's toes only reached his chest.

However, this is the position, Concubine Luo thinks it is just right!

Before she could finish a sentence, she deliberately lowered her voice, and ignored the sharp sword on her neck as nothing. Her wide sleeves fluttered like floating water plants, and she lifted her white fingers, and lightly landed on his chest along the line of the king's lapel. .

She raised her eyes to look at him, curled her lips into a smile, and a sharp cold light flashed between her fingers, "Cut the grass and roots to prevent future troubles!"

She moved quickly, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, but King Shun moved even faster, barely touching the hem of his clothes with that little cold light, and he had already pinched Concubine Luo's wrist incomparably swiftly.

Concubine Luo clenched her fists and narrowed her peach eyes.

King Shun sneered, opened her fingers bit by bit, and with a soft click, a South Sea pearl earring fell to the ground. There is also a thin needle that is the length of the middle finger, as if it grew out of a pearl, and the thin needle is blue and poisonous, the blue is beautiful and scary.

King Shun's complexion changed, he let go of Concubine Luo suddenly, and spread his hand, there was a scarlet needle hole on the jaw of the thumb, and a drop of blood gushed out violently.

The smile on the corner of Concubine Luo's mouth became more and more intense, she raised her eyebrows flatly, flirtatiously and flamboyantly, "You won't live long."

The sudden change made everyone in the hall stunned. King Ning waved his hand, and the few remaining dead men surrounded them, guarding them, and staring at the rebel imperial guards on the periphery vigilantly.

King Shun looked pale, he grabbed his wrist tightly, and said through gritted teeth, "The antidote!"

Concubine Luo snorted coldly, raised her small chin, "It's up to you?"

She returned to him what he said to ridicule Xi Fu, and said, "Wishful thinking!"

King Shun was furious, his hand was shaking uncontrollably, and he still felt a little shaky.

Seeing Concubine Luo's unrestrained smile, he felt resentful and cursed, "Bitch!"

Accompanied by these words, there was a slap across the face with ferocious anger!

(End of this chapter)

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