"Is it the Queen?" King Ping looked at him calmly, not paying attention to what he said.

Jia Ding was stunned, why didn't he play cards according to the routine, shouldn't he ask himself how he passed it?

"Don't talk about it," King Ping shook out a dagger from under his wrist and slashed the family's neck.

I'm just in a daze, when do I say I won't say it, the family won't be blind. (; ´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

Jiang Qingyue finished disposing of the human skin mask, and came back to see the blood-soaked family, looking at King Ping, who was drinking tea comfortably next to him, and felt that his psychological tolerance was a little poor: "You killed him?" ”

Holding the hand of the tea lid, King Ping raised his eyes and gave her a cold look: "You are reluctant?" ”

Where is this? Jiang Qingyue waved her hand: "Kill it, kill it, anyway, this time the human skin mask is not broken." ”

"Will your meaning be broken?" King Ping looked at the already dead family, touched the dagger on his wrist, and killed himself too quickly.

Jiang Qingyue smeared some unknown red medicine powder on the human skin mask and nodded: "Yes, but when people are alive, they can take the skin and make up for it, and they can't see it." ”

After a moment, the color on the mask disappeared without a trace.

King Ping looked at it, a little surprised (⊙o⊙), and secretly thought in his heart: You can still play like this, touching Jiang Qingyue's gaze, and returning to her usual complexion.

"Just air dry it for another half an hour," Jiang Qingyue began to pack up her belongings, and by the way, she didn't forget to ask for money: "King Ping, don't forget my silver." ”

All this woman's heart is for silver!

"Wait until the king has tried, and you will come with me." King Ping didn't want to stay alone in the dark room and wait for the mask to dry, and after spending such a large price, he naturally had to make the best use of it.

Jiang Qingyue looked boredly at the gradually shrinking human skin mask and returned to its normal size: "Okay, it's done." ”

"It's only a stick of incense." King Ping looked at the incense that burned out, dropped the last fold of ash, and glanced over: "This king remembers what someone said before, it takes two hours, how can an hour pass a moment, it's good?" ”

Saying this, the people gradually approached, Jiang Qingyue had no way to retreat, leaned against the wall behind her, looked at his deep eyes, and began to pat her ass: "Lord Wang, that also depends on the situation, with you here today, there is no need to anesthetic people to make people faint, and it saves a lot of waiting time, speaking of which, this is all your credit." ”

Looking at the red lips in front of him, King Ping's eyes sank, and he lowered his head and took a bite.

Jiang Qingyue stiffened her body, and subconsciously slapped her yin legs.

The scene was indescribable for a while, King Ping felt that he was going to die, and Jiang Qingyue also felt that he was going to die.

Enduring the severe pain, King Ping put his head on Jiang Qingyue's shoulder, adjusted his breathing, and smashed his fist hard next to her head.

Jiang Qingyue looked at him with teary eyes: "Lord Wang, I really didn't mean to, I haven't been kissed yet, and I didn't expect you to ....."

The anger in her heart dissipated a few minutes in her crystal tears for some reason, and King Ping gritted his teeth: "This account, let's settle it later." ”

Since then, whenever this matter is mentioned, Jiang Qingyue's waist is not very good, naturally this is a later story.

Jiang Qingyue consciously put on the hood when she came, and slowly walked out of the dark room with the corner of King Ping's clothes.

The black cloth on his head was suddenly torn off, the light was a little dazzling, Jiang Qingyue's long eyelashes trembled, and a shadow fell on his face.

When he opened his eyes, it was King Ping's cold eyes.

"Get out."

Jiang Qingyue wrinkled her nose, pushed the door out, and before she could open her mouth, the door closed mercilessly.

The moonlight was like silver, the night wind was cold, Jiang Qingyue wrapped her clothes, wandered in the corridor, and met Xiang'er who got up at night.

Looking at the swaying people, Xiang'er shook her body in a daze and stepped forward: "Miss, what are you doing?" ”

The sudden sound startled Jiang Qingyue, who was thinking about life, and when she saw the person coming clearly, she waved her hand perfunctorily: "It's okay, I'll slip away." ”

It can't be said that he was driven out by the prince.

"Oh, the slave went to sleep." Xiang'er shook her body and left.

Looking at the people in the distance, Jiang Qingyue turned over and stepped down from the railing: "Wait, Xiang'er, I remember where you are, you're alone, right?" ”

"Yes, miss." Xiang'er's eyelids shrugged slightly.

"I'll sleep with you." Jiang Qingyue felt the cold in the air, such a night, I was afraid that I would die in the palace.

Xiang'er answered, walked side by side with her, and when she pushed the door, a sentence popped up: "Miss, have you been kicked out?" ”

The corners of Jiang Qingyue's mouth twitched, and she rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.

Following.

Mama Li waited for King Ping to get up, but she couldn't find the princess, so she searched the palace again and began to look for someone.

At three o'clock in the sun, Jiang Qingyue let go of Xiang'er, who was holding tightly in her arms, stretched her waist to get up, and saw Mama Li, who was shuttling quickly in the courtyard, and said: "Mama, early in the morning, where are you going?" ”

"The princess is gone, go and find it!" Mama Li looked at the wings everywhere, and felt that she turned back after knowing it: "Princess, where have you been, you can call the slave easy to find!" ”

Jiang Qingyue innocently spread her hands: "King Ping lost his temper yesterday and drove me out, there is no way, I can only spend the night with my little maid." ”

Xiang'er came out with dark circles under her eyes: OK? I rolled up the quilt all night, and I made do!

"Lord Wang, slow down!" The family who was waiting close followed King Ping all the way.

It seems that it has been successfully replaced, Jiang Qingyue looked at the people beside King Ping and squinted.

In a few days, his cronies should be replaced.

"Mama, do these upper-class families in the capital have tea parties, poetry parties, etc.?" Jiang Qingyue has been married for more than a month and has never been invited, which is not in line with the style of these rich people.

Mama Li's face was a little embarrassed.

"It's that they don't look down on the Ping Palace." The affirmative tone made Mama Li nod her head with difficulty, Jiang Qingyue expressed her understanding, and glanced at King Ping with pity: "Hey, it's expected." ”

If you can't unite powerful people in the capital, you can crusade against the Wang family by yourself, and the road to avenge your mother will be even more difficult.

However, the previous Lady Hanlin had a slight impression of herself, and only took the liberty of coming to the door when everyone did not welcome her, for fear that she would arouse disgust and push the only friendly forces to the opposite side.

After taking some spare time, Jiang Qingyue changed her clothes and prepared to go around the shop, but the last time she took it back, she hadn't made the shop lively, so she wasted such a good lot.

Looking at Jiang Qingyue, who was dressed in casual clothes, King Ping seemed to have a dead face, but in fact, he coerced and lured her to bring her.

Looking at King Ping, who was holding a straw gnat, Jiang Qingyue decided to change her clothes and go to a hidden corner next time, but she was afraid that she would be targeted by a child, so she dispelled this idea.

"Yichun Pavilion" is a small tailor shop, and the shopkeeper's craftsmanship is good, which Jiang Qingyue is satisfied with, and the shopkeeper is also satisfied with her generosity.

It's just that when she made a request, the shopkeeper slapped the table: "It's not reasonable!" Offense against decency! ”