This is simply the biggest insult that Chasing Wind has ever suffered!

Chasing Wind scrubbed his skin with a towel while hating the guy who designed him to fall into the dung pit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, the county lord of Zhaorong was sent back to the Ningguo Mansion by the Empress Dowager Zhou.

Empress Dowager Zhou originally wanted to keep her in the palace to recuperate, but Zhaorong insisted on refusing and insisted on going back to the house, and the Empress Dowager Zhou had to give up, although she was self-inflicted, but seeing her limping and difficult to walk, the pity in the heart of the Empress Dowager Zhou still rose spontaneously, so she instructed Su Jin to send Zhaorong back to the house with her own sedan chair.

Zhaorong was proud in his heart, but his face was grateful and ashamed, and he looked like he was ashamed.

She got off the sedan chair and returned to her back garden, the pear blossom with rain on her face was suddenly swept away, her willow eyebrows were raised, and she pinched a flower and crushed it, her eyes were extremely resentful.

"Dead slut vixen! You ruined my good deeds, this county lord hates you to death! You wait, I will never forget it like this, this queen's position will be mine sooner or later! Cousin, he is also mine, mine!"

Filled with rage, she tore a clump of flowers in front of her into a mess of petals.

Suddenly, an elegant voice rang out behind her.

"Tsk, who made the county lord's mother so angry? ”

Lord Zhaorong's body stiffened, and his hand that was tearing the flower branch stopped in the air.

She turned around suddenly, only to see the red clothes fluttering in front of her, the face that was enough to be called a disaster was close at hand, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, looking at her with flaws.

"The Boy with a Thousand Faces is here again, but has he completed his mission? What about the head of the slut vixen?"

Lord Zhaorong said coldly, and at the same time stretched out his hand.

She was holding her breath in the palace, and the good thing that had already come naturally was caught by Shen Ning and caused her to be beaten and thrown to her grandmother's house in shame.

If it weren't for Empress Dowager Zhou's efforts to defend her, she would have been punished by Mochuan a long time ago, and at the same time, she would have been disgraced and would not be able to gain a foothold in Kyoto.

In the final analysis, all of this is due to Shen Ning, and she can't help but hate Shen Ning into her bone marrow.

"What is the county lord in a hurry, can the things that this son gave you come in handy?"

Lord Zhaorong remembered the packet of medicinal powder he had given him, and it was still in her arms.

She took it out and looked at it, only to see that the whole packet of medicinal powder had turned red, filled with a pungent and spicy smell.

Thinking that she had been splashed with chili water by Shen Ning, and the medicinal powder was also wet, she couldn't help but grit her teeth viciously.

"The powder is wet, can it still be used?"

"Wet?" The man in red was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "Throw it away, it's useless, if the county lord still wants to play this game, I still have a pack of medicinal powder here." ”

He took another paper bag from his bosom and held it in his palm.

Princess Zhaorong's eyes lit up and she reached out to take it.

The man in red closed his palm, and she took an empty one.

"The last time the medicine powder was given to you, this time you will have to charge a little interest. ”

"How much silver do you want?" Lord Zhaorong stared at his right palm, his slender five fingers were as white as jade, and they were even more beautiful and white than the fingers of everyone's ladies.

If she hadn't seen the Adam's apple of the man in red with her own eyes, she would almost suspect that the person in front of her was a woman disguised as a man.