Lonely king and the widowed woman

Xie Bingsheng hums and laughs, "there's nothing I dare not do in the world. I'll not only pick you up, but also dismember and feed my erhei after I've had enough of you, so I won't waste your body at all."

After that, he looked at Gu ER and said coldly, "do it."

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It's night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

At midnight, the sleeping house was awakened by a burst of dog barking.

The porter on duty found that a rhubarb dog came in from the dog hole and was fighting with the big black dog kept in the house, biting and barking at each other.

"Where's the beast? Dare to bite the servant's two black?"

"Come on, kill it!"

"Shit, this beast is so fierce."

The rhubarb dog not only bit the dog, but also bit people. Several porters scolded and ran after the dog with sticks, but the man was fast and agile, and couldn't catch up after several rounds.

People and dogs were fighting, but the gate was photographed with a loud noise.

The porter was stunned. He was so angry that he was about to curse, but he saw that the iron gate was knocked open. The people who swarmed in, dressed in Imperial armor and armed with weapons, were surrounded by two men who rode a fierce horse from front to back. They were not invited to enter.

"Call Xie Bingsheng out to me!"

The shouting man pulled the reins, held his head high and looked arrogant. Who else would there be except song Ao?

The porter didn't know the little prince, but he knew how to observe his words and expressions. He quickly nodded and bowed up, "my servant has fallen asleep. What can I do for you?"

"Hiss" smiled, song Ao raised his eyebrows, "is the dog blind? Can't you see that the young master is coming to take people?"

The porter was stunned. "Take people? What have we done?"

Song Ao rubbed the corners of his eyes and smiled, "offended our secret envoy's dog."

"Privy envoy? Dog?" the porter looked at the rhubarb dog wagging its tail, and his eyes slowly turned to Xiao Qian. He was wearing a black robe woven with dark gold embroidered patterns. Most of his body was covered in the shadow under the fire. He was not as loud as song Ao, but his natural cold and ferocious aura made him understand in an instant.

This is the Privy minister Xiao Qian.

Xiao Qian is a privy envoy and Xie Bingsheng is a transshipment envoy. They all sound like "envoys", but their power status is very different. Especially in Nanrong, where the war is going on, one Xiao Qian can trample on ten Xie Bingsheng. The concierge knew something about officialdom. He was brave, salivated and smiled. "It was a small man who had eyes and didn't know Mount Tai. I didn't know your dog came late at night. This box made an apology to Xiao Shijun."

"Your dog is coming late at night?" Song Ao thought silently. What's wrong with this sentence.

However, he is always serious, especially when he is angry.

He jumped off his horse and stroked Wangcai's dog's head. His face was "kind" and as bright as sunshine: "then why don't you kneel down and call grandpa dog?"

Porter: "

All the forbidden troops: "

Song Ao snorted, "why? I don't have any sincerity. How can I apologize?"

The porter's face was green and white, and he couldn't utter a word. Song Ao was happy, showed several white teeth, smiled and sighed, and looked at Xiao Qian, "Oh, have you found that people as kind as me are rare?"

Xiao Qian seemed impatient. His side face reflected in the fire was extremely cold. "Don't take people immediately. What are you talking about?"

Song Ao pitifully glanced, "Changyuan, you have the heart to make my hands full of blood?"

Xiao Qian's eyes were slightly fierce, and if he pointed out in his light voice, "there are few people as kind as me."

"Ah ha ha." song aogan smiled and touched his nose. "I suddenly felt that it's good to catch people and cut off his head..." I don't know what little braid this guy has been pinched by Xiao Qian. He works for Xiao Qian with the respect of the prince, but he is obedient. People have to admire the little prince's character as "valuable" and look at him one after another.

Song Ao threw his whip angrily: "what do you see me do? Surround Zhenyuan villa and take down people and dogs!"

They brought a lot of retinues, and they broke into the back house without any effort.

Along the way, he didn't encounter resistance and caught everyone, but Xie Bingsheng didn't appear from beginning to end.

Normally, he should have known the news about such a big noise outside, but when song Ao took people in to get them, he seemed to be very leisurely. The house was lit with dense lights. In a charming screen, a slim figure could be seen, half holding a lute and sitting with his back to his back, like playing the piano with his head down

"Xie Bingsheng, death is coming. Are you still romantic and happy?"

He rushed ahead, but there was no Xie Bingsheng in the room. Except for the woman who bowed her head and played the piano, there was no one in the room.

Song Ao turned to try the woman, but found that the soles of his feet were wet and sticky. When he looked down, a large amount of blood seeped out of the cushion where the woman was sitting and flowed to the door.

He slowly looked up and found that the woman's posture was beautiful, but her body was already stiff, her face seemed to have been gouged out with a knife, and her flesh and blood were blurred.

"Oh - play so disgusting."

Song Ao retched. He felt the wind blowing and his heels nailed to the ground. He couldn't move.

"Is it not the little widow who died?"

He talked to himself and felt different. At this time, he saw the porter who came in with him all the way. His face suddenly became frightened, and his fingers trembled and pointed to the female corpse, "this, this... Seems to be our thank, thank, thank you?"