Bei Qingpu is really a little curious, how did that person manage to be close to her in the house.

Qin's mother was still looking at him expectantly, he really couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to cough: "I'll think about it, you go first, usually pay more attention to her actions, after all, she is from Jiang Guo." ”

Qin's mother obviously didn't take the second half of the sentence seriously, so she bowed and went out.

Qin's mother was her mother's personal maid, and later her mother passed away, and she was adrift, so Qin's mother changed her identity and has been working as a cook in the house.

Bei Qingpu treats Qin's mother very closely, and she feels sorry for her in her heart, Qin's mother came to Yandi with her mother until now, and she still hasn't started a family. This is the greatest sacrifice for a woman.

But close to close, the entire palace is still in the north Qingpu, and his power has not been hollowed out.

On this day, Bei Qingpu was basking in the sun in the yard, the early autumn sun was very warm, and he half-squinted his eyes as if he was not sleeping.

Gentle footsteps slowly approached.

The confused little Liu'er didn't notice it.

Under the refraction of the sunlight, a cold light pierced the air.

One hand grabbed Dazhi's wrist with lightning speed and folded it fiercely.

The sound of bones "clicking" and twisting was clear and harsh in the quiet air.

"Ahh!!!h

The stone monkey quietly appeared.

Xiao Liu'er was also awakened at once, and when he stood up, he saw the stone monkey holding Dazhi's wrist, and that hand was bent into a very strange angle, which looked very weird.

Bei Qingpu also opened his eyes, he couldn't see any emotion, and looked down indifferently at Dazhi, who was curled up in pain.

A pair of scissors fell to the ground, covered with a shallow layer of loess dust.

Xiao Liu'er was so frightened that she almost knelt on her legs, mother...... Dazhi, what are you trying to do...... Assassinate the little prince......

The stone monkey stared at Dazhi with a cold gaze, and his hand did not let go at all.

Before the questioning and the trial had begun, the crowd saw that the girl suddenly fell to the ground, her mouth opened, and her throat was torn out, and she began to howl and cry.

Bei Qingpu's brows furrowed: Is this a cry after feeling death?

Even in this small royal mansion, where there are few people, assassination must be a capital crime.

Xiao Liu'er wanted to plead, but he really didn't know how to solve such a crime.

Bei Qingpu was not in a hurry, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and leisurely looked at the girl sitting on the ground—albeit with a little coldness to look at the dead.

The girl was crying very openly, and her eardrums were a little tingling. She was sobbing, with pain, chagrin, anger, and grievance on her face, but there was no ruthlessness, hatred, or fear.

This killer is a bit silly...... Bei Qingpu looked at the accidentally sharp scissors and shook his head.

At this time, Bei Qingpu saw the stone monkey let go of his hand.

Bei Qingpu looked at the stone monkey, and the stone monkey explained succinctly: "She doesn't know martial arts, and her hands are useless." ”

Hearing this sentence "the hand is also useless", Dazhi's crying stopped, his expression was in a trance for a moment, and then his little face became even more angry and desperate: "I'll go to your uncle's! You pay me for your hand!" With that, the left hand that was still fine hammered hard on the stone monkey.

The little girl's strength was not much in the first place, not to mention that one of her hands was still broken now, and the pain of the movement only made her face even paler, but the fist that fell on the stone monkey was not heavy.

The stone monkey didn't bother to take care of such a small weak chicken, it seemed that he was too lacking.

Dazhi seemed to suddenly understand something, and in frustration, she withdrew the fist and slammed it on her head.

She endured the pain and said indignantly, "You don't think I'm going to kill this person, do you?"

Listening to her incredible, as if apart from her, the people around her understood like idiots, and everyone thought in their hearts: This is an ironclad fact, right?

Dazhi looked up to the sky with a trombone in annoyance, and then spoke: "Do you think that I, a weak little girl, can assassinate the Yan Emperor who is guarded by a special person? Also, why should I do this?"

The former question is still to be discussed, but the second question, Bei Qingpu couldn't help but answer: "Because you are from Jiang Guo." ”

Oh...... It turned out that these people thought that they were thinking of murdering the little prince of Yan Kingdom out of strong patriotic feelings......

Dazhi rolled his eyes, and only squeezed out a little patience under the piercing pain and explained: "First of all, you are just a teenager, and you did not participate in the war against Jiang Guo, and second, Jiang Guo has been destroyed, even if I kill you, what use can I have, not to mention that I am not so high-spirited and bright, I would rather be broken than jade, so there is only one last possibility," Everyone listened very seriously, only felt that Dazhi's two analyses were quite reasonable, thinking about it carefully, it was indeed the case, listening to her say the last one, they all stared seriously at the little face that looked even paler because of the pain, Bei Qingpu didn't care about Dazhi, a twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl, who called herself a "child" for the time being.

"If, for personal reasons, I want to murder you because of what I can gain, that reason makes sense. ”

Everyone: That's right, you must have received some kind of benefit......

Dazhi looked at the way everyone agreed with him, and looked at his expression as if he had guessed the enemy forces of several palaces, and he was even more helpless, so he had to continue to endure the pain and explain: "But, what kind of benefits will be more important than my own life?

"Maybe it's not a benefit, but a threat?" The others were convinced by Dazhi's words, indeed, Dazhi wanted to kill the little prince, and he had to die, since she didn't come to assassinate a little prince who shouldn't bear the responsibility for Jiang Guo's crime of losing the country because of the national feud, it was hard to imagine that she still had any motivation to make her desperate to assassinate the prince.

But Bei Qingpu suggested that maybe someone threatened her and asked her to kill herself.

The way of this world...... Why are people's hearts so sinister, Dazhi sighed, it's good, I don't think even a little girl who cooks is desperately trying to kill herself.

"I entered the palace at the age of ten, and the family registration information is in the archives of Jiang Guo's court personnel, if someone wants to threaten me with my family, then he not only has to find out who my family is, but also has to find my family to control it when the entire Jiang country is invaded and chaotic. ”

Dazhi sat on the ground with his legs like a dustpan, as if he was not worried at all, and his expression was very calm: "Secondly, he has to ensure that the little prince will definitely be able to choose me to take me back to the palace, otherwise, the previous premise will not be valid, if he chooses me and then investigate my origin and find the family who controls me It is very unrealistic, this is a difficult thing." Even if these conditions are true, there is still a problem, the person who instructed me must sweep his tail off, otherwise you may find his traces through me, and thus involve the forces behind him. ”

Speaking of this, Dazhi suddenly didn't want to explain clearly, she smiled: "Then you shouldn't want my little life now, you should investigate me carefully and see if you can find the traces that the person didn't sweep." Well...... Who I am now...... To be precise...... Clue, yes, clue! Kill me, and the clue will be broken. ”