The bright sword suddenly appeared in front of Xianglian's eyes, which had scared her half to death, and she was about to beg for mercy, only to see Ji Tu's hand rise and fall, no, it was the sword that rose and fell, and Xianglian, who was as beautiful as a flower, drew a perfect parabola on her nose and landed on the ground above the hall near the door.

Suddenly, Xianglian's face was full of blood, and the blood sprayed all over the ground in a spurt shape, and two pools of liquid were sprinkled on the clean and tidy carpet at the same time, one was bright red and dazzling, and the other was slightly yellow.

"What a fucking bitch, someone's coming! Drag this out and feed it to the dogs, throw the carpet as far away as possible, and send more men to wash the land for me. ”

Immediately, someone came in and dragged out the noseless Xianglian, and a terrible cry resounded throughout the palace.

Inadvertently, she was the first to receive the execution.

"Don't! The king spares his life, beg the king to spare his life! The King ......"

After dealing with Xianglian, Ji Tu beckoned to Yongjiao, who was sifting chaff on the side: "Let's go, go to Jiyue Hall with the widow, the smell of blood here is too strong." ”

I always thought that Yongjie was a person who was not afraid of death, but I didn't expect to see a little blood sifting up the chaff, and Ji Tu, who was walking in front, seemed to suddenly remember something and stopped.

Suddenly reached out and lifted the hem of Yongjie's deep clothes, and it was too late for Yongjie to stop him.

Ji suddenly glanced at a certain part in front of him, and saw that the fabric there was wet.

Ji Tu didn't say anything, put down the hem of the clothes he was dragging in his hand, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's just that the smile seems to be very magical, and he can't hold it back, and Mr. He, who was walking aside, was really worried that the king would hold back his internal injuries.

Yongjiao's face was full of embarrassment, and he followed behind, and he couldn't bury his head in that wet place, so as to hide his shame.

A few steps after walking out, Yong Jie snorted for a long time before saying, "Your Majesty, don't ...... You don't have to go to the Jiyue Palace! Humble ...... I don't blame the king for this, it's all Xianglian's cheap maid who made the ghost. ”

"Oh? Figured it out so quickly? Didn't you say that the widow was playing, let's go to trial again! ”

"No, no, no, I really don't need it, I know that the king still has a lot of twists and turns to see, so I won't delay the king's efforts, and I will retire from my humble position!

Although Yongjie likes to be reckless on weekdays, and has killed countless enemies on the battlefield, it is still rare for Ji Tu to use such cruel tricks, just now he was so scared that his farts and urine and legs were weak, who knows what tricks Ji Tu will use when he is unhappy, so let's hurry up!

Seeing Yongjie fleeing in a hurry, Ji Tu scolded behind his back, "Cowardice!" The voice was neither high nor low, and I don't know if he heard it.

Finally quieted down, Ji Tu was thinking: A little slave maid, she shouldn't have that confidence, how can she guarantee that she will fall in love with her?

"Manager He, go and call the widow named Xianglian, I forgot to ask one thing just now."

Gonggong He looked embarrassed, "No! Tell the king, I'm afraid that if I wait for the old slave's legs and feet to run, I don't know if I can snatch the slut's head or feet from the hungry dog's mouth. ”

When Ji Tu heard this, he also felt that what he said made sense, so he waved at the young little eunuch.

"You go, you don't have to bring it, just ask her who instructed her to do that."

"No!"

The little eunuch turned around and ran all the way, hurried slowly, or went a step too late, and could smell a strong smell of blood far away from the dog cage, and when he got closer, in the slightly narrow dog cage, ten vicious dogs were licking their bloody mouths, and some seemed to be still unsatisfied, licking the blood on the ground, and the blood-stained cloth towels were scattered all over the place, and there was a mess everywhere, and the Xianglian should have long been gone.

The little eunuch endured a burst of nausea, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, hurriedly glanced at it and left quickly, trotted all the way back to the Jiyue Palace, and told Ji Tu what he had seen and heard, but in the end he couldn't hold back and ran out of the hall and vomited.

Ji Tu closed her eyes in annoyance, clenched her fist and knocked on her swollen forehead, only blaming herself for being too impulsive, directly cutting off her nose and then dragging it to feed the dog, she should be tried first who instructed her.

If so, who would it be? Most likely, it should only be Zheng Ji, did she know in advance that she was going to send her to Yongjie's arms? She's protesting, yes, she must be protesting to herself.

Ji Tu's two thick eyebrows were twisted together, and there was a big Sichuan character hanging above the bridge of his straight nose, and he secretly scolded in his heart: You actually played the trick of a thief shouting to catch a thief in front of the widow, and played scheming with the widow, you are still a little tender, don't sit in a sedan chair, and don't know how to lift people.

The reason why the widow is still willing to spoil you today is not because he really loves you, but because you still have the value of use, do you think you will be clean if you don't follow Yongjiao? No, no, no, you're already dirty, do you care about having one more of him?

"Phew" Ji suddenly took another sip, he believed that Zheng Ji instructed Xianglian to do this, and the purpose was that he didn't want to accompany Yongjiao, so he disliked Zheng Ji in his heart.

Manager He found that Ji Tu had always had this habit recently, so he lowered his eyebrows and flattered his eyes: "Your Majesty, have you been suffering a lot of phlegm in autumn recently, why don't you ask the old slave to ask the imperial doctor to check your pulse and prescribe two prescriptions to remove phlegm?" ”

Ji Tu didn't even look at Gonggong He, waved his hand, looked serious, and roared: "What kind of altar and jar to go, go to Wangyue Pavilion!" ”

"No!"

Gonggong He wanted to take a picture of the horse's ass, but he didn't expect to be careless, and he slapped the horse's hooves, which was boring, so he had to bow his head and follow Ji Tu to the Moon Pavilion.

Disgust is disgust, the resources that should be used still have to be used, the corner in front is the Moon Pavilion, a face of gloom flashed on Ji Tu's face, like a dark cloud covering the sky, suddenly the wind blew the dark clouds away, and that handsome face appeared in the Moon Pavilion.

After Zheng Ji returned to Mochizuki Pavilion, she was not happy because Ji Tu promised to make her a concubine, on the contrary, her heart was hurt even more, and she could see that he was just using his beauty, just treating her as an item that could be transferred as a gift at will.

Zheng Ji is leaning against the window with a heavy heart.

"Beauty, what are you thinking about so distracted? Even a big living person like a widow turned a blind eye. ”

Zheng Ji turned around suddenly, and saw the personable Ji Tuzheng smiling and gently shaking the feather fan towards him, and quickly stood up and owed a debt.

"Concubines greet the king! It's all to blame Xiaoya's negligence in disciplining these slaves and maids on weekdays, and she doesn't even know the spread when the king comes up, so there are no rules. ”

Ji Tu stretched out his fingers, hooked Zheng Ji's chin with a low brow, and made eye contact with him.

"The beauties don't need to be polite, and they can't be blamed, it's the widow who doesn't let them report, so as not to disturb the beautiful scenery of this beautiful woman leaning against the window and meditating."

Looking at Ji Tu so closely, from his deep eyes, Zheng Ji felt that there was a faint unhappiness hidden between his eyebrows, but it seemed to be trying his best to hide, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

"Although the king is joking with his concubines, he seems to have some things on his mind, and I don't know if the concubines can share your worries?"

Ji suddenly opened his arms and hugged Zheng Ji lightly.

"There are not many women like Xiaoya who are so hearty and meticulous as a hair, and there is indeed a troublesome thing that makes it difficult for the widow to sleep and eat, but the widow doesn't want Xiaoya to worry."

"It is also the honor of the concubines to be able to share the worries and sorrows of the king, and the king might as well talk about it with the concubines."

Ji Tu lightly supported Zheng Ji's fragrant shoulders with both hands, and said with a solemn expression: "Xiaoya, the widow has found out who the person who harmed you is." ”

"Oh? Who is it? ”

Zheng Ji's eyes were clear, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

"Let's go, talk as we go."

Ji Tu and Zheng Ji walked along the corridor and repeated Xianglian's confession to Zheng Ji, only saying that they would torture her, but did not say that Xianglian had been executed, and finally let out a long sigh, still frowning.

Zheng Ji kept looking sideways at Ji Tu, and after listening to him, she stopped, looked into Ji Tu's eyes and said, "Your Majesty, don't you think it's strange? A little slave and maid, how can she have so much courage to seduce the king? Behind the scenes, someone must have instructed him. ”

Ji Tu was stunned in her heart, why did she ask like this? If she is the mastermind behind the scenes, shouldn't the thing to think about now is to kill people and kill people?