Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 130 Hostility in all directions

Qing Yange happily held the box containing the drug, and together with Jiu Que and others prepared to go out of the palace to find the truth at the medicine shop.

However, when the group of them got closer and closer to the gate of the palace, they heard more and more noisy noises coming.

There was a curious light in Qingyange's eyes, she asked: "Why is it so noisy in front of the palace gate?"

"I'll go ahead and have a look." Qing Yuan took small steps and took a few steps ahead.

Not long after, Qing Yuan hurried back, her face pale and sweaty, "Princess! Princess!"

"What's the fuss?" Qing Yange asked without knowing why.

"Princess, you...you should go to the tower to have a look!" Qing Yuan said out of breath.

About a quarter of an hour.

A group of people came to the position of the city wall.

Looking under the city wall.

All I saw was that the gate of the palace was surrounded by common people, and those people's faces were filled with vague anger.

"The princess commits the same crime as the common people!"

"That's right! The princess killed innocent people indiscriminately, and she took [-] lives of the Taifu's family!"

"It's a big lie that the princess married Wei Yin'er! In fact, it was for the concubine of the young master! The princess killed Wei Yin'er, the daughter of the grand tutor who had just been brought into the princess mansion for two months, because of jealousy. There is still a child in the womb, one dead body and two lives, and in the end, even Wei Yin'er's maid, Caihe, will not be spared!"

"That's right, Dali Temple is in charge of the Prince Regent, and the Prince Regent is now the princess' son-in-law. To put it bluntly, they are all on the same boat. It only takes the princess to give an order, and killing Caihe is as easy as pie!"

"Qingyan Songcao takes human life! I don't deserve to be a princess!"

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Sentence after sentence of cold words, like sharp swords, stabbing at Qingyange.

The more Qingyuan listened, the more she felt distressed, and her eyes were full of tears.

She turned her head and was planning to let Qing Yange relax, don't take it to heart, and don't need to worry about the common people.

She persuaded in a soft tone: "Princess, don't be too sad, these commoners are just... princesses? Where did you get the peaches?!"

With a "click", Qing Yange took a big bite of the peach, and said innocently, "I was afraid that I would get hungry on the way, so I put one in my bosom in advance."

Qingyuan: "..."

She said how she felt that the princess's belly was a little inexplicably protruding today, and she thought she had eaten too much.

I didn't expect to hide peaches in it!

"Princess, aren't you sad?" Qing Yuan asked.

Qingyange's eyes were curved, and she opened her mouth to show a gorgeous arc, "Why should I be sad, what they are telling is not the truth, why should I be sad because of these vain things?"

"But...they scolded so badly!" Qing Yuan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with some worry.

Qing Yange shrugged, and replied indifferently: "Anyway, they can't hit me, so just scold me."

After saying that, one of the people standing at the gate of the palace glanced over his head inadvertently, and saw that familiar figure, and he shouted loudly: "Qingyan song is on the city wall, let's kill this bitch with something quickly!" !"

"Kill Qing Yange!"

"Today we don't seek justice for the Taifu's family, but in the future we will be bullied by the imperial power, and no one will seek justice for us again!"

"Yes! That's right, hit her!"

The people under the city wall picked up the vegetable leaves, stared at the city wall with difficulty and threw them away!
"You are bold! How dare you disrespect the princess!" The soldiers standing at the gate of the palace surrounded the rioting commoners in unison, all fierce and vicious.

The people shrank back subconsciously, with the intention of retreating.

However, an unusual voice came from among them, "Don't be afraid, we have many people. If these officers and soldiers dare to kill one of us, it will prove that the imperial power is greater than everything else! They are not worthy of sitting on this throne!"

"Yes, we are not afraid!"

Bewitched by that voice, the common people rose up to resist as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

The originally mighty and majestic soldiers were instantly pushed into a corner by the joint efforts of the crowd, and they were forced to separate one by one, accepting the punches and kicks of the common people.

And the people throwing vegetable leaves here continued to throw them towards the city wall persistently.

Originally, those people threw it on the ground softly, and all the vegetables and leaves hit the city wall, and they couldn't touch Qing Yange's clothes at all.

Qingyange deliberately lay down in front of the fence, gnawed on a peach, smiled triumphantly, and hooked his hands at the common people.

However, whoever took an egg from where, the egg is extremely light and can fly very high and far.

She only saw the egg heading directly towards Qing Yange's face, but she didn't react for a while.

"Be careful."

At this critical moment, Jiu Que, who was standing aside with a serious face and an ugly face, turned around to block Qing Yange, and embraced her in his arms.

With a "click", the egg hit Jiu Que's back, and the dark robe was yellow and bright, and the fishy smell spread.

"Are you okay?" Jiu Que rubbed Qing Yange's cheek with his big palm, and there was an imperceptible softness in his cold eyes.

Qing Yange leaned against Jiu Que's arms, smelled his unique fragrance, and inexplicably felt a little more secure.

The corners of her mouth curled up, "It's okay~"

"Big guy smashing eggs! Eggs can go on it!"

It was that voice again making suggestions for everyone.

The common people seemed to be enlightened, and they took out eggs from nowhere, and threw eggs one after another towards the city wall.

Jiu Que immediately hugged Qing Yange by the waist, with the wind blowing under his feet, he walked towards the city wall at a brisk pace, "Follow up quickly."

"Yes!" Cen Bin took the order, and started to keep up with Jiu Que.

And Qingyuan had no strength to restrain the chicken, and she couldn't run too fast, she only felt the eggs whizzing past her ears one by one, she panicked and shouted: "You guys, wait for me! "

Qing Yange was worried, and called out to Cen Bin: "Cen Bin, Qing Yuan doesn't know martial arts!"

Cen Bin stopped and frowned, "Trouble."

In an instant, he moved in front of Qing Yuan and said to her, "I offended you, Aunt Qing Yuan."

After the words fell, he picked up Qingyuan and ran away.

"Ah!!! Guard Cen! There must be something wrong with you. It's uncomfortable for you to carry me like this. I'm going to throw up! I just had enough!" Qing Yuan's voice was full of endless sorrow.
"Aunt Qingyuan, bear with it for now." Cen Bin frowned and said in a calm tone.

"I... I can't help it! Vomit—" Qing Yuan vomited out all the contents of her stomach.

But in an instant, Cen Bin's clean clothes were covered with stains.

It was also accompanied by a very unpleasant smell.

Cen Bin felt his stomach churning, he suppressed his urge to vomit, and accelerated his steps down the city wall.

Qing Yuan sighed contentedly, "It's really much more comfortable to spit out~"

Cen Bin: "..."

(End of this chapter)