Chapter 93: Miss Yun, can I ask you a favor
Away from the palace.
Mo Chihan was furious when he went back, he couldn't have imagined that Yun Ting was so talented, thinking that she was in the limelight at the birthday banquet, and she was even more angry
In a rage, he took the whip and went straight to the backyard, kicking open the door of the cold courtyard.
The Lomé people, who no longer knew how long they had lived, were overjoyed and excited to see the ink pool Han who suddenly broke in.
"Lord Wang, you came to see the concubine, the concubine knew that you would not forget the concubine, the concubine really missed you------" Lomer cried and pounced.
Where is there the delicate and beautiful on weekdays, after being beaten into the cold courtyard, eating and drinking are the leftovers of the hungry meals brought by the next person, and I haven't taken a bath for many days, and my body is full of a sour smell.
As soon as she approached, Mo Chihan looked disgusted and disgusted, and kicked her out with a fierce kick.
"Ahh The Lomé screamed, and the whole person fell to the ground, half dead in pain.
The next moment, the whip in Mo Chihan's hand swung over.
The loud crackling, accompanied by the screams of the Lomés, resounded throughout the backyard, and everyone who listened was terrified.
Ink Chihan was depressed throughout the birthday feast, and there was nowhere to vent, which would vent all his anger and hatred on the Lomerians.
The hurting Lomés wailed again and again, but they didn't dare to dodge, and the pain was to death.
Since she followed the king, she had never seen the prince make such a big fire, and a bloody mark appeared instantly when the whip hit the body, which shows how hard the king is.
The Lomei people wanted to escape but didn't dare, if she dared to escape, she was afraid that the prince would kill her immediately, and she could only be forced to bear it.
Even if the prince kills her today, she must not show resistance, because the Lome people know that this is her only chance, maybe she misses this time, she will have to stay in this cold courtyard for the rest of her life, but she will die.
After a while, Mo Chihan was tired, and angrily threw the whip on the ground, not looking at the dying Lomer, and turned to leave.
"Lord, the princess and concubine know that they are wrong, the concubines were all framed by Yun Ting's design, beg the prince to give the concubine another chance, the concubine will definitely trip Yun Ting at all costs, so that her life is worse than death, even if it is to spare my life, I will never let Yun Ting feel better." The Lomé snorted resentfully.
She knew that the one the prince hated the most was Yun Ting.
Sure enough, Mo Chihan, who was about to leave, immediately stopped, turned his head and looked at the Lomer on the ground like a dead corpse with disdain, she was covered in flesh and blood, embarrassed, but those phoenix eyes were awe-inspiring, revealing a sense of determination.
Only women and villains are difficult to raise, if a woman initiates a ruthless attack, it is no less than a man's sword battlefield.
"Okay, this king will give you a chance, if you disappoint this king, this king will definitely make your life worse than death!" Mo Chihan dropped a sentence and left directly.
When the Lomerians heard this, they closed their eyes with satisfaction, and the bloodshot at the corners of their mouths was full of demonic rule.
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Early the next morning.
Yun Ting took Yue'er and Long Er to the street when she was full of food and drink, and she had been researching the antidote for Shizi for the previous days, but now that the antidote has been made, she just needs to find a chance for him to take it.
It's rare that it's okay, so Yun Ting came out to relax, and by the way, she also saw how the milk tea and fruits in the restaurant were selling.
She was strolling around while eating jerky, and then she saw that the eyes of everyone looking at her were no longer disgusted, disgusted, and despised before, but excited, shocked, and incredulous.
"Yue'er, is there something on my face, why does everyone see me with this ghostly expression?" Yun Ting asked in surprise.
Yue'er hurriedly looked at her own young lady, her face was still so dark, and she looked at it carefully: "No, Miss." ”
"Why?"
"Madam, it should be that the news of yesterday's birthday banquet spread, you used to be a straw bale waste, and suddenly became a genius in poetry, and you are super good at painting, everyone is naturally excited when they see you, this is a normal reaction, calm, calm." Ryuuji explained.
"I see." Yun Ting understood.
She used to cause a sensation in the capital at every turn, of course, it was not a good thing, but now she suddenly became talented, and naturally everyone was shocked.
"Let's go, then." Yun Ting walked straight to the front.
The shopkeeper of a restaurant in front of him came over excitedly: "Miss Yun, can I ask you a favor?" ”
Yun Ting glanced at him: "What's the matter?" ”
"I still lack a door plaque in this restaurant, I heard that you were at the old lady's birthday banquet last night, and you are super good at writing poems, can you please mention two lines of poetry, I will definitely thank you." The opening of the shopkeeper.
"Well, it's a trivial matter." Yun Ting glanced at the restaurant behind him, the three-story ancient building, quite large, and the counter inside was full of wine jars.
Other passers-by came over to watch, after all, everyone just heard about it last night, and they were all curious about whether Yun Ting really had this strength.
"A thousand cups of wine are less than a thousand cups of confidants, and a thousand cups are not as good as a small wine." Yun Tinglang spoke.
When the shopkeeper heard this, his eyes straightened: "Okay, good, I really responded to the signboard of my restaurant, so I asked someone to find a craftsman, carved it and hung it at the door." ”
"It's good that the shopkeeper is satisfied." Yun Ting smiled indifferently and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, Miss Yun." The shopkeeper hugged two jars of good wine and handed them over: "Thank you Miss Yun for the poem, a little heart, and I hope Miss Yun will not dislike it." ”
"How come, the shopkeeper is too polite, Ryuuji take it, thank you shopkeeper." Yun Ting was polite and very polite.
Until the three of them walked away, the shopkeeper immediately asked people to write it down, and then went to the good carpenter to carve the plaque.
Everyone else was dumbfounded, they didn't expect Yun Ting to really write poetry, and she was able to write chapters, which was also too good.
Along the way, several people begged Yun Ting to give poems, Yun Ting did not have the slightest impatience, modestly rubbed back, and then was given a lot of things.
She is no longer arrogant and domineering on weekdays, but at this moment she is even more modest and polite, polite and polite, everyone who watched was shocked and surprised, and everyone suddenly changed their views on Yun Ting.
Long Er and Yue'er both had their hands full: "Miss, why don't we go back first, if someone asks you to give a poem, you really can't take it." Yue'er said bitterly.
I was very happy, Miss is so talented, and people like it very much, begging Miss to give poems, but there are too many of these things.
"It's rare that I've just washed my name, how can I just leave like this, Ryuuji, you go hire a carriage and pull things away, maybe we turn around and the carriage will be full." Yun Ting quipped.
"Yes." Ryuuji immediately went to do it.
A thirty-year-old man in front of him was teaching a lesson to a child, and said angrily: "You bastard, you know all day long that you can steal chickens and touch dogs, can't you be a little promising, a waste like Yun Ting can write poems and paint, are you not as good as her?" ”
Yun Ting was speechless, was this praising her or scolding her.
Long Er drove the carriage over, and when he heard this, his face turned black with anger, and he was about to teach the man a lesson, but was stopped by Yun Ting.
"Yun Ting?" The little kid cried out in surprise.