Chapter 438: Leg Disease Healed
Cheng Wei admired King Ping's various distorted expressions for a quarter of an hour before he saw King Ping calm down.
"How?" Cheng Wei reached out and pressed Pingwang's ankle.
King Ping spit out the veil and hissed coldly, "It hurts." â
"Try walking after two quarters of an hour." After Cheng Wei finished processing, he sat on the Taishi chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.
King Ping looked down at the cold soft towel that wrapped his ankles, only to feel that the time was extremely long, and couldn't help but ask, "Is this really okay?" â
Cheng Wei opened his eyes: "Let's take a look later." After saying that, he closed his eyes again.
King Ping shook his lips and simply closed his eyes as if he were learning from Cheng Wei.
Two quarters of an hour passed for Cheng Wei, who was reviewing the talisman, she opened her eyes and saw King Ping's eyes closed on the back of the chair, and reminded: "Lord Wang, you can try to walk away." â
King Ping opened his eyes, and instead of his previous eagerness, he was silent with a gloomy face.
Cheng Weicai was too lazy to get used to King Ping's stinky problem, so he simply stopped paying attention to him.
King Ping was entangled in his heart, and he had a sense of fear of being close to home, but a big living person next to him didn't know how to persuade him, and after glaring at him several times, he finally stood up and took a tentative step.
His eyes gradually welled up with ecstasy, and then he became apprehensive in disbelief, and hesitated to take another step. After taking two steps, endless joy and excitement surged in my heart, and I strode up the room.
Cheng Wei looked at it coldly and showed a faint smile.
Shun lĂŹ cured King Ping, and in the future, it will be up to him and the prince to eat dogs.
Shadows were shrouded above his head, and King Ping was condescending, with joy at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes: "I can!" â
"Congratulations to the prince, then I'll go back."
Cheng Wei stood up and was about to turn around. was suddenly lifted high by King Ping and turned in a circle.
"I can do it, I can do it, hahaha-"
Cheng Wei was annoyed and ashamed, and kicked King Ping's knee hard.
King Ping's legs were weak, and he stumbled and almost fell, Cheng Wei took the opportunity to get out of the clutches of the devil and glared at King Ping with an angry face.
King Ping stood firm. Rub the kicked leg lovingly. Glaring at Cheng Wei: "I don't know how to lift!" â
Cheng Wei took a deep breath, restrained the urge to step on the sole of his shoe on King Ping's face, and said coldly: "It turns out that I treated the prince's leg." It was the prince who lifted me. Leave! â
Cheng Wei brushed his sleeves away, King Ping wanted to chase after him, and finally withdrew his foot.
Well, his leg is well. Now is different from the past, for Cheng San, who has the identity of a disciple of the national teacher. It is still necessary to be cautious.
King Ping smiled, all the troubles couldn't hide the excitement at the moment, as if his legs and feet were better, and even his body and mind became lighter.
He simply bathed and changed. With a new look, he quietly returned to the Pingwang Mansion.
Although it was daylight, it was still quiet in the palace.
This quietness is formed under the owner's long-term unstable temper. The people of Fuzhong have long been used to it.
King Ping suddenly felt unaccustomed.
He hated the maids who walked silently like ghosts, and he hated the people who always peeked at his subordinates with frightened eyes.
They thought he didn't know. In fact, he just didn't bother to speak.
Even the birdsong on the branch seemed to be a little more cautious than the other place, and it was cold for no reason.
At this moment, with the secret that his leg disease was cured, King Ping suddenly remembered that strange and stubborn girl, laughing and scolding, extremely vivid.
One day, he will be able to live like that.
King Ping paced back and forth in the house dozens of times, but he still couldn't extinguish the jubilation in his heart, but in order to hide the fact that his leg was cured, he had to put on a coffin face, and even pretended to walk as usual.
He lifted his feet and went to the backyard.
King Ping has never married a wife, and there are not many concubines in the backyard.
He hated sleeping women, and that would expose his flaws* to another person.
But now, King Ping felt that he needed a woman to calm his excitement.
King Ping understood very well that when a man was qualified to compete for power, the ambition to conquer a woman accompanied by light and shadow was revived at the same time.
For several days, King Ping was immersed in the gentle countryside to vent the feelings accumulated over the years, and he even went to the Buyi Building and ordered the popular girl to experience a romantic affair.
Until the next day, King Ping had an extra plain cloth bag in his hand, opened it and saw the things inside, and suddenly changed color, and directly lifted the woman who was still sleeping: "Say, who put this?" â
The woman opened her eyes and looked dazed: "What is Childe talking about?" â
"I ask you, who put this?" King Ping increased his strength, and the woman suddenly felt that she couldn't breathe.
"Childe, let go, the slave family really doesn't know, isn't this your thing?"
"You really don't know?" King Ping squinted and stared at the woman.
The woman shook her head again and again: "Ahem, the slave family has really never seen this thing, and I don't know what's going on." Childe, let go of the slave family quickly, the slave family will not be able to breathe. â
King Ping smiled slightly: "It's good if you don't know." â
He said with a smile, the strength in his hand suddenly increased, the woman's eyes suddenly widened, her hands and feet struggled wildly, and gradually stopped moving.
King Ping let go of his hand, pulled the thin fur and threw it on the woman, then took out the note in the cloth bag, put it in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it a little bit.
Buyi Lou died of the girl, Dong Niang rushed to hear the news and stopped King Ping and didn't let him go.
King Ping took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms and put them in Dong Niang's hand.
Dong Niang looked down and was stunned.
"As far as I know, she's not the main Oiran you have here, so 10,000 taels is enough?" King Ping glanced at Dong Niang, who was speechless, "Can I go?" â
Dong Niang stepped forward and blocked King Ping's way.
King Ping suddenly narrowed his eyes: "What, it's not enough?" â
Dong Niang laughed at herself: "Enough, how not enough." Ah Zi accompanies a guest for one night, and it costs ten taels of silver, and the son's ten thousand taels can buy her for the rest of her life. â
"Then why don't you get out of the way? My son is in a hurry, and I don't have time to entangle with you! â
Dong Niang raised her head and showed a smile: "But the son bought Ah Zi's life, and he always has to give an explanation." â
"Say?" King Ping raised his eyebrows and said disapprerovingly, "I think she didn't serve well and disturbed the interest of my son, isn't this statement enough?" â
Dong Niang gritted her teeth secretly, still with a smile on her face: "Then please wait a little longer, I have already sent someone to report to the official, and let the old men of the government break it." Otherwise, the guests in the future will kill the girls of the building on the grounds that the service is not good, and the building will not be able to open. â
King Ping twisted his eyebrows.
He didn't expect that there would be such an ignorant bustard who would cause trouble for him for no reason!
"Mom might as well say bluntly, who is the owner behind your brothel? Tell him to come and talk to me personally. King Ping said coldly.
Dong Niang had already seen that the person in front of her was either rich or expensive, but when she thought of Ah Zi, who was blind to death, she couldn't swallow that breath, and said with a smile: "Then the boy will wait a minute, I will send someone to invite the owner to come over." (To be continued.) )