Chapter Forty-Six: The Daughter of a Sinner

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Lan Jingrou just wanted to try it, and estimated that Lan Zhizhen would feel uncomfortable at most, but he didn't want this attack to be the size of a fist in just half a day.

Looking at Lan Jingrou's surprised look, Lan Zhizhen frowned.

Could it be that it has nothing to do with Lan Jingrou?!

But Lan Jingrou's strange actions at noon clearly showed that she had something to do with it.

Gently wiping the corners of her mouth with her fingertips, Lan Jingrou asked, "When did it start?!" โ€

Lan Zhizhen frowned, and thought for a moment before replying: "I didn't see it earlier, but I only found out when I was bathing just now." He originally planned to come to Lan Jingrou after taking a bath, but he didn't want to, taking a bath was just that the maid found the rotten mass behind him, and for a while, the first person he thought of was Lan Jingrou.

"I see!"

Lan Jingrou nodded, paused for a moment, and seemed to think of something: "It doesn't hurt?!" โ€

Lan Zhizhen raised his eyebrows, it really doesn't hurt, this thing can form the size of a fist, it can't be a matter of an instant.

Looking at Lan Zhizhen's expression, Lan Jingrou knew the answer without thinking about it.

It seems that there is indeed something wonderful about this medicine, which is a little strange because it rots people's bodies, but it does not hurt.

Looking at Lan Jingrou's research, Lan Zhizhen suddenly remembered: "Lan Jingrou, what the hell is this?!" What do you know?! โ€

What is it!?

What is it?! Lan Jingrou herself also felt a little curious, and by mistake, she actually came up with such a thing.

After thinking for a moment, Lan Jingrou spread her hands and said, "I don't know what this is, but it's a defective product that I poured out a few days ago." โ€

The first few **** poured out the defective products!

Lan Zhizhen felt that these words echoed thousands of times in his mind for a while.

He thought that this thing might be related to Lan Jingrou, but he didn't want it to be made by Lan Jingrou.

However, he had not seen her for the past few days, and when he met in the morning, he had not come into contact with her, when did she put things on himself!

Looking at Lan Jingrou's smiling face, the anger in Lan Zhizhen's heart had already overpowered the throbbing.

His face was a little hideous, but he quickly changed to a smile: "Jing Rou, why can't you use me as an experiment!" Hurry up and give me the antidote! โ€

Listening to Lan Zhizhen's childlike tone, Lan Jingrou couldn't help laughing: "Antidote?!" Jing Rou also said just now, this is a thing that was unintentionally poured out a few days ago, how can it be the antidote?! โ€

"There is no cure?!"

Lan Zhizhen was stunned: "What will happen to me?!" โ€

What will happen?! Lan Jingrou's mind flashed the last appearance of those flowers and plants, if the effect of this medicine is common to people and flowers and plants, then Lan Zhizhen's fate will only be to turn into a puddle of carrion.

Lan Jingrou only smiled silently, but invisibly put a lot of pressure on Lan Zhizhen.

From the early days to now, in just one day, a fist-sized mass of carrion appeared on his body, if it were a few more days

Lan Zhizhen didn't dare to think that he had only been on the throne for only a year, and he still had a good time.

He is the ruler of the Blue Liang Kingdom, the person with the highest status, and he doesn't want to die yet!

The shadow of death loomed over him, and it was much more terrifying than if he were to die now.

The hideousness on his face could no longer be suppressed, and Lan Zhizhen's throat was full of hoarseness: "Lan Jingrou, give me the antidote, otherwise, the people of Ning Wangfu will have to be buried together!" โ€

"Accompanying the funeral, not necessarily!"

Lan Jingrou's words made Lan Zhizhen's tense Xuan suddenly break when he learned that he was going to die.

He roared and rushed straight towards Lan Jingrou.

Lan Jingrou's eyes narrowed slightly, put the teacup in her hand on the table, propped it up with both hands, and on the wooden stool she sat on, she dodged Lan Zhizhen's impact with a somersault.

Lan Zhizhen was stunned, obviously he didn't understand how Lan Jingrou could martial arts, when he was a prince in his early years, he led his troops to battle many times, and his ability was not small.

Being dodged so easily by Lan Jingrou is obviously a little abnormal!

"What does your majesty mean by this?!"

Pi smiled and didn't smile, but when Lan Jingrou spoke, she quickly grabbed a vase next to her and smashed it towards Lan Zhizhen.

Lan Zhizhen was still wondering why Lan Jingrou knew martial arts, but suddenly heard a voice, and when he looked up, he saw a delicate vase coming over.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound, Lan Zhizhen only felt that his forehead was a little hot, and he raised his hand to touch it, but it was bloody.

"Lan Jingrou!"

As soon as Lan Zhizhen entered the hall, some palace maids who had been ordered by Qiu Fengyi looked at Lan Zhizhen and Lan Jingrou, and at this time, seeing Lan Jingrou smashing Lan Zhizhen's head, they couldn't help but panic for a while.

"What to do?!"

"What else can I do, quick, go find the county lord, we're here to watch!"

"Good!"

One of them answered the call and ran away quickly.

Seeing Lan Zhizhen's crazy look of wanting to kill herself, Lan Jingrou couldn't help but smile and squint.

When she was reborn, she planned that if no one provoked her, she would not care about the past.

However, there are some people who just like to bump into each other.

However, maybe revenge is also good, at least her heart is very happy!

The things in the hall that had been packed up by the palace maid earlier were already in a mess.

Lan Zhizhen gasped slightly, tossing half a cup of tea, but he didn't even touch a corner of Lan Jingrou's clothes.

Compared with Lan Jingrou's body, Lan Zhizhen is more wolf bรจi.

But Lan Jingrou was like a monkey, as long as he stopped, she smiled and watched not far away.

"Your Majesty!"

Outside the temple gate, a female voice suddenly sounded.

Before the two of them came to their senses, they saw that the door of the temple had been pushed from the outside.

Qiu Fengyi walked in with her skirt and looked at the mess in the hall, and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

swept around, and it took a while to see Lan Zhizhen, who was in a mess.

Compared with the high-ranking emperor he had seen earlier, Lan Zhizhen was now like a beggar.

In this case, Qiu Fengyi's outfit looked a little eye-catching.

Dressed in a delicate crimson palace dress, a well-groomed flowing cloud bun, and the gently floating hairpin when she spoke, Lan Zhizhen looked angry.

"Look, why don't you come to help me and take down this daughter of a criminal minister!!"

When a group of people heard this, they suddenly came back to their senses.

Several guards dressed in gold armor rushed in and surrounded Lan Jingrou in the hall.

Qiu Fengyi also strode forward, supported Lan Zhizhen, and called softly with a little distress in her tone: "Your Majesty." โ€

Xu is Qiu Fengyi was distressed, which made Lan Zhizhen's anger disappear a little.

She didn't push Qiu Fengyi away.

Seeing this, Qiu Fengyi's courage was also a little bigger, and she directly raised her hand and stroked Lan Zhizhen's forehead that was smashed by Lan Jingrou with a vase.