The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

The hawker was stunned by the bite!

Almost fell from mid-air!

He tried to shake the brat away, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the brat away!

snort!

I don't have iron head skills, but I have small steel teeth!

——Thanks to the bad brother-in-law for not giving me sugar.

Xiao Qingkong knows how to use his own advantages very well. If he had been hugged by a small hand, he would have been swung away.

But he gritted with his teeth, clenched tightly.

If Ren Yazi wanted to get rid of him, he had to let him bite off a piece of meat.

All the muscles in the peddler's thighs tensed.

——He was afraid that it wasn't tight enough, so the little brat would bite it away as soon as the meat was loosened.

The Imperial Forest Army also surrounded them, and the peddler had no time to fight with them, so he could only hug one, with another hanging on his leg, and left the scene cursing.

"You guys, follow me! You, go back to the palace and report to His Majesty!"

"Yes!"

A team of imperial guards chased in the direction where the peddler disappeared, but they lost it.

The peddler led the two children up and down the wall, ups and downs, and the small pendant on his leg would not let go.

By the time he reached a secluded courtyard, his entire right leg was swollen like a ham.

A man in black came out and looked at his companion who fell in the yard with a strange look: "What's the situation? Didn't you just let you catch one? Why did you catch one more and come back?"

The peddler twitched in pain: "Do you think I want to catch you? You didn't see how tight this kid is biting!"

The man in black took a closer look, er, it really is.

Xiao Jingkong was also wearing the school uniform of Lingbo Academy, so he looked like a student of the academy.

The man in black is fascinated, why is he so small?

Can you pull up your pants? Dare to accept it in the academy,

Just how short of money is Lingbo Academy!

The peddler couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Don't look at it, don't look at it! Get him away!"

"Got it." The man in black waved his hand and stepped forward to grab the small clear space.

This time, it was easy to drag him down.

There is no other reason, Xiao Qingkong can't hold on anymore.

He has bitten until now with an obsession.

Although he has powerful little steel teeth, he forgot that he was dizzy!

Xiao Jingkong fell to the ground with a croak, his eyes turned white, and his tongue frantically stuck out.

The little princess had been frightened for a long time, she was motionless, neither crying nor screaming.

Both the man in black and the peddler were quite satisfied.

The peddler handed the little princess to the man in black, and said, "Take them down first, and I'll go and treat the wound."

"Then this..." The man in black took the little princess, and pointed to the little clear space on the ground who stuck out his tongue and fainted.

The peddler said impatiently: "Whatever, just throw it out."

"No." The little princess suddenly said, grabbing the man in black's lapel with both hands, shaking her small body non-stop, and said the most vicious words with the most cowardly expression, "Don't throw him!"

The man in black was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and said to the peddler: "I didn't throw it away earlier, but throwing it out now, is it because I don't think it's exposed quickly enough? In case people see it—"

"It's all up to you!" The peddler interrupted him, "I'm in so much pain, I'm going to get some medicine."

After all, he limped to another room.

The man in black frowned, hugged the little princess with one hand, grabbed Xiaoqingkong with the other, and shut the two into the firewood room.

In the Golden Luan Hall, the monarch is going to court.

Recently, heavy rains have occurred frequently in various parts of the Yan Kingdom, which has caused many floods in the middle and lower reaches of the river. Governments from all over the country have asked the imperial court for disaster relief.

Due to the large number of disaster areas and the severity of the disaster, disaster relief has become urgent.

However, disaster relief has never been just a matter of money. It also requires sending troops to fight floods, build dams, and resettle displaced victims.

This year's floods are the worst in 25 years.

The monarch has a headache.

He pressed the center of his eyebrows, and said lightly, "How did the flood happen twenty-five years ago?"

There was no sound in the Golden Luan Hall.

All the ministers held the wat boards, watching their noses, noses, and hearts.

The monarch suddenly realized that he had asked a stupid question. Twenty-five years ago, half of the southern lands were hit by disasters, and it was Xuanyuan Li who quickly led the troops to rescue the disaster.

He not only repaired the dykes, rescued the victims, and preserved tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land, but also beheaded 18 local officials who had pocketed their own pockets, swallowed up the disaster money, and fished the people.

It's all about cutting first and then playing.

Behind those local officials were all major forces in the provincial capital and even Shengdu, and Shengdu was in turmoil for a while.

Some people tried to pull Xuanyuan Li into the water, and some tried to threaten Xuanyuan Li, but unfortunately, none of them succeeded.

The major forces were either uprooted or cut off to survive.

In short, for several years since then, no one dared to ask for money for disaster relief, and all the major forces that survived the catastrophe also tightened their tails, and honestly worked as upright officials for a period of time.

Just when the monarch was having a headache about the flood, the Imperial Forest Army and palace maid who went to escort the little princess came back.

The court lady knelt on the long steps outside the Golden Luan Hall, crying bitterly: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The little princess was taken away—"

The monarch's eyes darkened, and murderous aura overflowed in an instant: "What did you say? What happened to the little princess?"

The court lady cried tremblingly: "When our carriage arrived at the back door of Lingbo Academy...a hawker selling candied haws suddenly came...he took the little princess away..."

The monarch slapped the armrest of the dragon chair, and got up angrily: "A peddler who sells candied haws can catch people from the imperial forest army. What do the imperial forest army eat!"

Han Ye's father, Han Lei, trembled while holding the wat board.

Half of the Imperial Forest Army is from the Han family, and Han Ye is the deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army.

I hope that the guards of the Royal Forest Army who escorted the little princess this time were not picked up by his own son.

Otherwise, the Han family will definitely be punished for malfeasance!

The monarch called the imperial forest soldier who came back to report to the hall.

To Han Lei's disappointment, this person is Zhang Feng, and he is Han Ye's subordinate!

Han Lei's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

The monarch asked about the specific process, and asked Wen Chen to draw a portrait of the hawker according to Zhang Feng's description.

No one has seen this person.

Finding the little princess is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

The monarch was furious with thunder and lightning, and the entire Golden Luan Hall was enveloped in a layer of murderous aura.

"Find it for me. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must find the little princess! I want to live!"

Zhang Feng reported: "Another child was also taken away, about the same age as the princess, and wearing the same hospital uniform."

This feature is so obvious, there is only one child in Lingbo Academy who is the same age as Xiaojunzhu—Xiao Qingkong.

National Teacher Hall.

As soon as Xiao Heng came down from the Library Pavilion, when he walked to the door, he saw the eldest disciple Ye Qing passing by with twenty disciples and dead men in a hurry.

Xiao Heng asked: "Ye Qing, where are you going?"

Ye Qing paused, bowed his hands to Xiao Heng and bowed: "His Royal Highness, the little Princess and her classmates have been taken away, and our National Teacher Palace is also planning to go out to find them."

Xiao Heng's eyes paused slightly: "Which classmate is the little princess?"

Ye Qing said: "It's the little boy who came yesterday, the little boy who sang songs for a long time in the Qilin Temple, seems to be called... Qing Kong."

...

"Qing Kong was taken away?" In the wing room, Gu Jiao looked at Xiao Heng and asked.

Xiao Heng nodded: "The peddler originally wanted to catch the little princess, but Jing Kong rushed over and bit him, and the peddler couldn't shake him off, so he took him away together."

Shangguan Yan had already fallen asleep.

It was very quiet in the house.

Gu Jiao was very calm.

"I see."

she says.

She came to the bedside, looked at the finished bottle, stretched out her hand to pull out the infusion tube, and calmly injected heparin sodium into the indwelling needle.

After doing this, she took care of the medical consumables again.

The whole process is methodical.

Xiao Heng felt distressed when he saw it: "The Imperial Forest Army escorting the little princess is Han Ye's subordinate, Han Ye will not kidnap the little princess, it will not be good for him, either someone wants to take revenge on the monarch, or someone wants to deal with the Han family."

The little princess is the king's darling, and they dare not do anything to her.

Headroom is hard to say.

He's just a kid from the country, and they might kill him if necessary to avoid trouble.

In fact, the situation of the little princess may not be foolproof. An accident is often full of variables, and any variable may lead to unpredictable consequences.

Gu Jiao put armor on her arm.

Then Gu Jiao came to the weapon room of Qilin Hall, pointed to the silver gun on the wall, and said calmly, "Lend me for it."

The disciple who was cleaning the weapon stared blankly at her.

She is very calm, like the surface of a lake without waves.

However, for some reason, the disciple felt a chill in his heart, as if a terrible storm was brewing under the calm lake.

When the disciple recovered from his daze, Gu Jiao had already gone out with the silver gun.

Gu Jiao also borrowed a horse from the National Teacher Hall.

She was riding on a horse with the scorching sun above her head.

She raised her head, put her index finger and thumb into her mouth, and blew a whistle towards the vast sky.

Not far away came the eagle howl of the overlord of the sky!

A ferocious Haidongqing flew high with its wings and hovered fiercely above Gu Jiao's head.

Gu Jiao held the red-tasseled gun in one hand and the rein in the other, her eyes were sharp: "Let's go!"