Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 189 The Injury of One Hand

Qing Yange watched Ying Jiaojiao who was supposed to be sitting on the chair, and suddenly rushed towards her.

Her pupils dilated little by little, and her mouth was wide enough to stuff a goose egg. She shouted in horror:

"what are you doing!"

Ying Jiaojiao also shouted helplessly, "I can't control myself!"

She also doesn't want to throw herself into Qingyange's arms!
Who told Qing Yange to turn around suddenly, so that she had to hide the dagger that was supposed to stab Qing Yange in the palm of her hand, and cut her skin.

With a bang, the two collided into each other.

"What's wrong?!" Qing Yuan, who was guarding the door, heard the movement inside, leaned out quickly, and looked into the palace.

He just watched Qingyange lying on his back, while Yingjiaojiao was leaning on her arms like a bird.

Qing Yuan covered her mouth, her eyes were full of surprise.

The princess really has lily tendencies!

The sudden interest in the regent before was nothing more than a blindfold.

Now this scene is her true nature.

Qing Yuan stammered and said: "You, you continue."

After saying that, she closed the gate of the palace intimately, and stood at the door to watch out for Qing Yange and Ying Jiaojiao.

Qing Yuan patted her chest and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the princess did not stretch out her magic grasp.

Otherwise, she is also doomed!

inside the palace.

"Are you admiring me?" Qing Yange hesitated for a long time, and raised the doubts in her heart.

She said why Ying Jiaojiao suddenly changed her temper, and it turned out to be the reason.

"I'm not!" Ying Jiaojiao vehemently denied, her eyes as clear as a lake were full of helplessness.

Qing Yange sighed, and said quietly: "I'm not interested in you."

Ying Jiaojiao: "I really didn't!"

Qing Yange got up and pushed Ying Jiaojiao away, Yingying stared straight at Ying Jiaojiao with her eyes fixed, as if seeing through everything, she said: "Oh, what you say is not what you mean."

"I really don't like you!!!" Ying Jiaojiao gritted her teeth, and the one holding the dagger exerted a slight force.

"Hiss." The pain became more and more obvious, and Ying Jiaojiao gasped.

Too bad, she just clenched the dagger tightly because of anger, which resulted in another cut in her hand.

Yingjiao wants to cry but has no tears.

Why is she so miserable?

"Eh? Why are you so pale?" Qing Yange saw the change in Ying Jiaojiao's face, and asked aloud.

Yingjiao was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, she panted heavily.

Qingyange's eyes were stained with traces of worry, she thought for a moment, then put her hand on Yingjiaojiao's shoulder, and said earnestly: "You can't feel like the world is collapsing just because I reject you Same."

At the end of Qing Yan's song, she added, "You are a good person."

Thinking about it was not enough, so I added another sentence, "You will meet people who are better than me."

"Qing, Yan, Song!" The very weak Ying Jiaojiao bared her teeth at Qing Yan Ge feebly.

"Huh?" Qing Yange stared at Ying Jiaojiao innocently.

"You—you—" Ying Jiaojiao stretched out her slender fingers and pointed in the air.

Qing Yange raised her eyebrows, "Hey, don't be too sad."

"I'm so mad!!!" Ying Jiaojiao just felt that she was dumb and couldn't tell what she was suffering from.

She stomped her feet and ran towards the door recklessly, her eyes full of resentment.

With a bang, she knocked open the gate of the palace, her body running as fast as a rabbit.

Qing Yange, who had a leisurely face, became stern when Ying Jiaojiao turned around. She lowered her eyes and looked towards the floor.

Sure enough, there were a few drops of blood clearly visible beside the seat where Ying Jiaojiao was sitting just now.

Ah.

Ying Jiaojiao is really interesting.

Did you want to assassinate her?

"Princess?" Qing Yuan looked at the back of the fleeing, even a bit embarrassed figure, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She raised her eyes and looked into the main hall, and looked at Qing Yange sitting on the imperial concubine's couch with an innocent face, she asked aloud: "Princess, what's wrong with Princess?"

Qingyange said seriously: "Maybe it's a bit uncomfortable to be rejected by me."

Qing Yuan felt as if she had heard a big secret, and took a breath, "You mean the princess just revealed his heart to the princess?"

"That's right, she threw herself into her arms on her own initiative." Qing Yange nodded in response.

Qingyuan: "!!!"

Sure enough, the world is full of wonders.

Qing Yange got off the imperial concubine's bed neatly, she stepped on the few drops of blood with her embroidered shoes without moving, and wiped them lightly, and the blood was gone.

She took a step forward and walked up to Qing Yuan, "Let's go."

"Princess, where are we going?" Qing Yuan asked.

"Go to Feng Yinyin, I want to see how much money has been added to my account during the time I left Beijing." When Qingyange mentioned money, her eyes were shining brightly, and her two little hands were rubbing eagerly, as if Some can't wait.

Qing Yuan shook her head.

The princess is still the princess.

"Okay, servant girl will prepare the carriage now." Qing Yuan replied obediently.

……

Outside the palace gate.

Chang Sheng and Bu Lao saw that overly wretched figure from a long distance away.

Seeing this familiar running posture and that vigorous and vigorous momentum, the two of them knew that it was the Princess who had returned.

"Hurry up, cape cape! My skin is going to be scorched!" Ying Jiaojiao shouted from tens of meters away.

Chang Sheng and Bu Lao had a tacit understanding, one holding a cloak and cape, and the other holding an oil-paper umbrella and ran to Ying Jiaojiao with small steps.

When the cloak was put on her body, covering all the sunlight, and there was a paper umbrella on her head, Ying Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down her pace and walked towards the carriage with the two of them.

"Princess, was the assassination successful?" Bu Lao asked cautiously.

Ying Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and said, "Qingyange, this woman is really too much!"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Bu Lao opened his eyes wide, hiding deep doubts.

"Anyway, the assassination was not successful." Ying Jiaojiao drooped her head in frustration.

"Then what should we do with these things?" During the conversation, the three of them had already walked to the carriage, but after hearing Ying Jiaojiao's words, they lifted the curtain of the carriage.

I just looked at the dazzling array of objects piled up in the carriage, among which there were quite a few soft silver and gold wares.

Their plan is that once the princess is successfully assassinated, the two of them will meet outside the palace gate, and then fly away with valuables and hide their names.

Ying Jiaojiao cast a weak glance, then lifted her thin lips, "Put it all back."

"Okay." There was an imperceptible sense of happiness in the old voice.

"Princess, why are you hurt?" Chang Sheng, who had been silent all this time, felt something was wrong when he saw Ying Jiaojiao's pale face, so he secretly observed her condition.

With a casual glance, he saw that the delicate little hand was already bloody.

"Did the princess plan to kill you just now?" Bu Lao was very worried.

Ying Jiaojiao shook her head.

"That's it?" The two stared at her in unison.

"In order to prevent Qing Yange from finding the dagger, I hid the dagger in my palm and accidentally swiped it myself." Ying Jiaojiao replied.

Immortality and Immortality: "..."

(End of this chapter)