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Jiang Qingyue turned around, so, still refusing to let go?

"You bring these things back, don't be too aggrieved." The queen gave her many rewards.

Jiang Qingyue returned home, looked at the valuable objects on the table, and sighed secretly, if it weren't for the queen's true love for herself, she wouldn't have lost a few more times.

After washing up, I swept away the thoughts in my heart and fell asleep.

King Ping played with a hairpin in his hand, looking at the person sleeping on the bed unharmed, his eyes were dark.

It was dark, and Xiang'er dragged the person up from the bed: "Miss, how many hours have you been asleep, and you have gotten up to eat." ”

Looking at everything in front of her in a daze, Xiang'er's face turned into the face of her friend in her previous life.

"Miss!"

A call brought her consciousness back into clarity.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qingyue wanted to fall down and continue to sleep.

Xiang'er had no choice but to pull the person up again: "Get up and eat." ”

Before sending the crab meat in the bowl to her mouth, Jiang Qingyue had been in a state of confusion, awakened by the food, and the wind swept away the table.

When King Ping came to eat, he only saw Jiang Qingyue with an empty plate and a face ̄▽ ̄ (satisfied).

"Re-table." Xiang'er is smart, and she can go down to pass the meal.

The originally cold room was packed with the arrival of King Ping and the people behind him.

"Go down, this princess will serve." Jiang Qingyue got up and served King Ping's cloth, with a virtuous and virtuous appearance.

Mama Li looked at her with satisfaction and appreciation, and led everyone to retreat.

As soon as the door closed, Jiang Qingyue put aside the chopsticks in her hand.

"You sent everyone away, have something to say?" King Ping did it himself, but the autumn crab was difficult to peel, so he left it down without eating a few bites.

Jiang Qingyue glanced at him lazily and shook her head slowly: "Seeing that there are many people, I am upset." ”

Just because of this?

Ping Wang looked at her, and his brows jumped: "You come to Bucai for this king!" ”

"Lord Wang, I suddenly remembered that the recipe for the potion you want is ready." Jiang Qingyue sat up straight and said solemnly: "You, when will you do it?" ”

"Tonight," King Ping lowered his eyes, only by changing all the people in this mansion can he be free: "I will bring it at night, how long does it take to make a mask?" ”

"Two hours." In fact, it is enough to be faster for an hour, but if you miss it, there is still a chance to redeem it.

King Ping frowned: "No, it's too long." ”

"It's your problem," Jiang Qingyue replied unceremoniously.

Looking at the arrogant person in front of him, King Ping felt that he had been too gentle recently, so he got up coldly and looked down at her condescendingly: "Jiang Qingyue, are you really the king who won't kill you?" ”

The aura of danger was pervasive, Jiang Qingyue's relaxed nerves tensed, and the recent smooth sailing made her live and work too peacefully.

got up with a smile and got out of the encirclement: "The prince is serious, the little woman is soft-spoken, relying on you to survive, I have overstepped, you are magnanimous, don't worry about the little woman, this time cannot be changed, otherwise the human skin mask made will not last long, you see?" ”

"Time can only give you an hour and a half at most," King Ping didn't see a bit of flattery in her smile, and really felt that her words were sarcastic.

Jiang Qingyue stroked her chin and nodded: "That's fine, but I need your hand when the time comes." ”

"Okay," King Ping didn't want to expose his secret power for the time being, this woman was too cunning.

Night.

Seeing the incense burning in front of her one after another, Jiang Qingyue wanted to scold her mother, make a secret room and be so secretive, let herself come in with a hood, and let herself wait here!

Jiang Qingyue lifted the table in front of her(╯"□′)╯(┻━┻, but unfortunately she met King Ping.

The black-soled shoes with a silver moire pattern were splashed with the scraps left over from Jiang Qingyue's making potion.

The two looked at each other, only disappointed, embarrassed and angry.

Jiang Qingyue smiled: "Wang, Wangye, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, that, this potion..."

"Do it," King Ping interrupted her words as he threw the person he was dragging on the ground with a cold face.

"Oh," no one can die anyway, Jiang Qingyue dragged people to tie them to the bench with their hands and feet, she felt that King Ping was a little sullen, and said when she was angry, why be so silent.

There was nowhere to vent his dissatisfaction, and the person who was caught and skinned was naturally unlucky, and Jiang Qingyue was a little more ruthless.

King Ping watched from the sidelines, and at first he was satisfied with her neat and neat technique, but after a long time, there was a burst of itching from his feet that had been splashed with the potion, making him unable to concentrate.

The herbs that exuded a strange aura covered the face of the unconscious Jiading, Jiang Qingyue clasped the tool in his hand on Jiading's face, a miserable scream sounded, Jiang Qingyue spoke: "Let him shut up alive." ”

King Ping frowned and lowered his hand at the man, shaking his foot without attracting attention.

After enduring it for a while, seeing that she was still indifferent, staring at the person who had fainted, she clenched her palms into fists, and coughed against her lips: "Jiang Qingyue." ”

looked back at him suspiciously, followed his line of sight, and finally froze on his green shoes, and suddenly realized: "Wait a minute, the prince." ”

Take out a small porcelain bottle from the medicine box next to it: "Spread the medicine powder evenly on the skin and wrap it for two hours." ”

Let's go back to work.

Bloodlines flowed from Jiading's face under the effect of the medicine, mixed with the smell of herbs, almost disgusting.

The pain also spread to the limbs, and the family struggled fiercely, even if it was useless to sleep at the moment, and this mask could only be peeled off when the person was awake, otherwise it would only be lifeless.

The stool clanged in the secret room, Jiang Qingyue held down the tool on the family's face, and waited for the blood to be drenched, before slowly tearing it off, and the person who was constantly struggling also lost his strength.

Brushing away the herbs on the family's noodles, looking at the human skin hanging loosely on the face, Jiang Qingyue pursed her lips, and in order to keep King Ping's people unexposed, even the skin below the neck was removed.

Throw it in the potion that has been prepared on the side.

"Okay?" King Ping changed his shoes and came in, looking at the faceless person on the stool, his eyes were glazed, and the muscles and blood vessels exposed to the air were still twitching, which made people sick.

"Hmm," Jiang Qingyue avoided looking at the family who was still breathing.

Pushed the potion to the outer room: "Just brew it." ”

"King Ping!" People who have no eyelids can't even close their eyes, and a sneer came out of his throat: "So you're not a fool!" ”

Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, King Ping returned to his usual coldness, stood with his hands in his hands, and did not answer.

"Do you think I can't deliver the news if you tie me up here?" The indifferent response made the family almost roar.