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He put out his hand and didn't hit the smiling man. The stool ran over, took out the money from his arms and put it into the hands of the two guards. Then he said with a smile, "but you are also smart people."

"You have been working in the palace for several years. Naturally, you know that the lean camel is bigger than the horse. For example, you know the status and identity of the chief executive officer in front of the Imperial Palace in this palace. I don't want to say that you also know. So for the sake of the future, please be merciful."

The little stool said this sentence really worked. Although the two guards were bribed, they were also measured in their hearts. After all, they were big people, and the execution weight in their hands should be measured properly.

Peng Qiuqi's mouth was filled with cotton cloth and could not speak. He could only look at the stool head very grateful. When the stool saw her like this, she waved her hand and took out another piece from the bag.

Peng Qiuqi fixed his eyes and found that it was a soft cushion. The stool put the cushion on his back and buttocks.

"My Lord, the emperor is not in a good mood, but his words are golden. Once the edict is issued, you can't take it back. Please insist on it and be patient."

Peng Qiuqi was surprised by the words of the little stool. She didn't understand it. She was also surprised. The imperial edict could not be withdrawn. She was more tolerant. What was the meaning of the words inside and outside the words, was it Ji Heng who sent the small stool here?

But now she can't bear to think about it any more. It's so hard to hit her ass like this. Fortunately, it's covered with a cushion. Otherwise, it will hurt her a lot.

But just a few strokes, or convergence of a lot of weight, also let Peng Qiuqi eat pain can't, if the 50 boards are finished, I'm afraid she will not be able to sit on the stool for half a month.

The small stool did not dare to look directly at him. He could only bow and clasp hands like two bodyguards over and over again, implying that the two hands must be lighter.

Taking money and eliminating disasters, the bodyguard's actions were also appropriate. After half an hour, the 80 board was finally finished.

Peng Qiuqi has lost half of his life, sweating all over, and his buttocks are in pain. It's not as good as it is.

Seeing that she was so weak, the stool quickly lifted up the tottering Peng Qiuqi and walked towards the palace not far away.

The little stool is the only one in the palace who helps her like this. Peng Qiuqi suddenly feels warm in her heart. She subconsciously wants to speak, but she is powerless, because the breath is already weak.

"Great kindness, I will repay you well in the future." She will never forget the person who gives her warmth and help at the critical moment, which is her principle.

And the little stool felt very sad when he said so. He subconsciously wiped the tears out of the corners of his eyes. Seeing Peng Qiuqi suffering, he felt like a knife in his heart.

"My Lord, look where you are talking about. If you hadn't carried the slave in the first place, the slave would not have been in this position even if he had been scheming for many times in his whole life. My father told me that I should repay the kindness of every drop of water, but I can only do my little to help

Peng Qiuqi listened to this in his ears, bitterness in his heart, and did not say anything. In fact, we all know the truth of the matter. It is a small stool that can get her present glory and wealth at the cost of one finger. However, her role is just a chip. Nowadays, two people are gambling on their status and power. All of them seem to be betting with their own lives. They are helpless and uncertain.

"Little stool, I don't want to hide it from you Do you know that I am a woman? "

She didn't want to have a person who knew the truth. Two people had lived together. At least she had to trust her.

Hearing her question, the stool stopped, and then seemed to be hesitating about something, but finally nodded forcefully.

"What if you are a woman? A woman is more powerful than many ministers in this court. In fact, you know something about your affairs. On the other hand, if you are really a man, you will not be able to successfully complete the task of taking Luoshui away. Therefore, this kind of spirit and courage makes the servant admire you even more. "

Peng Qiuqi didn't know what to say. The woman in dongyueli has always been in a low position, and it is rare for Ji Heng to arrange her to do such a thing, even if it is a conspiracy.

Her mind suddenly came to mind like a little prince panic like appearance, some can't bear to ask the side of the small stool.

"What happened to the prince's mother just now?"

"It was the emperor who ordered that a good punishment should be given. Now it should be sent to Xinzhe library." Small stool sees Peng Qiuqi such worry, then subconsciously reminds in one side.

"My Lord, I know that there is a saying that I don't like to hear, but I also want to tell you that the Palace should not meddle in your business. It's not easy for you to become the chief manager of the imperial front. It's for your life. Don't lose your bright future for the irrelevant people. "

"But I really can't see him die in his eyes..."

"My Lord, I know that you are merciful, but some things are not what we slaves can intervene in. Today, the emperor only gives you 80 sticks. If you do this again tomorrow, you will lose your life."Peng Qiuqi also sighed in his heart. In fact, she is just challenging the bottom line of Ji Heng.

The son of heaven's anger, will let the purple gold city all follow to shake on three shakes. He didn't want his own life.

The stool took Peng Qiuqi to his room and left. As soon as she got into the room, she told the maid inside to prepare her bath water.

She was nearly killed by 80 big boards. She was sweating all over her body. She always had to wash her bad luck.

But she had just taken off her coat, when she heard the maid in waiting whispering. "My Lord, you'd better prepare quickly. The emperor is here."

"The emperor?" Peng Qiuqi subconsciously said this, and then the maid in one side urged way. "Yes, it's better to let the maidservant prepare for you. You can't let the emperor wait more, or you should be punished again."

Peng Qiuqi quickly asked the maid to put on her coat. But it was inconvenient to walk. At the moment, she hobbled to the door, helped the door frame, and slowly knelt down to meet the holy master. Ji Heng still wore a dragon's robe like that. She did not change her look at the moment, and she was also reluctant to look up at this moody monarch.

In fact, Ji Heng's heart is not willing to come to see her, but do not know why his feet are not obedient, so unconsciously came to Peng Qiuqi's courtyard.