Chapter 142: The Return

Qingzhu kicked the military advisor's knee, and he could barely support it for a while.

Later, the second kick and the third kick fell colorfully, and the military advisor couldn't control his whole body weight, so he still fell to his knees.

The saint was separated by a layer of curtains, "Didn't you say not to kneel?" ”

"You're only going to use lynching, do you want to go out and ask, how many of them are really convinced of you?" The military advisor shouted.

The saint was not angry, and there was a special beauty in her eyebrows, "I don't need them to obey, because the position of the saint is only something I can do, and as for you are now a prisoner of the order, what kind of face do you have to linger." ”

Qingzhu understood, stepped forward and began to slap his mouth.

Qingzhu's hand strength was not small, and after a few back and forth, the face of the military advisor was swollen in a big circle.

"No wonder Jiuhu refuses to love you, you have a weak physique, Gu poison enters your body, you can't have children for the man you love, you must be very sad in your heart." The military advisor deliberately picked on the sore spot of the saint.

The saint was speechless for a long time.

Qingzhu stepped forward to generalize the result, "I'll let you talk about these bad things." ”

"Am I not right? As a woman, she has nothing to be proud of except that she is a veritable saint. "The military advisor thinks that he has seized the handle of the holy woman.

The holy woman stopped Qingzhu, "Let him continue." ”

"But at the moment, there is a way to make the saint have no worries." The military advisor spat out the blood foaming in his mouth.

The Holy Maiden continued the words of the military advisor," she said. ”

The military advisor thinks she is very smart, but she doesn't know that everything she does is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the saint, and what she wants will always be obtained by herself.

"As long as the saint is willing to let me go, I can take out my ancestral secret recipe and give it to you, so that you can find an opportunity to give birth to an heir for Jiuhu, and at that time, why worry about him not marrying." The military advisor was very flattering.

The saint was very sober-minded, "If it doesn't work." ”

The military advisor choked.

The secret recipe for giving birth is to use more precious drugs to open up various acupoints in the woman's body, in fact, it may not be useful, you can only try it.

But now the military advisor has no choice, in order to be able to fight for the chance to live, of course, he has to work hard in all aspects.

"That probability is only one in 10 million, it's really not good, the saint can still borrow the womb to give birth." Again, the military advisor had a suggestion.

The holy woman stroked her palm, "I can't imagine that the military advisor has a sincere heart that thinks about me, how should I reward you?" ”

"All subordinates should be divided." The military division changed so quickly before and after, which confirmed his despicability from the outside.

It is absolutely impossible for such a person to stay.

The lessons of the past and the teachers of the future can be passed, but they cannot be forgotten.

The Holy Maiden turned the cushion behind her back into a more comfortable position, "Throw him into the Ten Thousand Gu Cave." ”

The military advisor was still complacent, thinking that with his incorruptible tongue, he could persuade the saint to leave his life.

I didn't expect that in the end, I couldn't escape this ending.

"Holy daughter, you can't treat me like this, it was the hall master who bewitched me at the beginning, not that I wanted to." The military advisor does not live in front of her and sells miserably, trying to gain her sympathy.

The saint snorted coldly, "Can a cow still press its head if it doesn't drink water?" You're underestimating me too much, pull it down. ”

Three-year-olds may not be so easy to deceive.

The military advisor is coming, but he is still cursing the saint that she will not be able to get the love of Jiuhu for the rest of her life, and can only watch him fall in love with others.

Qingzhu lit the military advisor's death hole and watched him be thrown into the Ten Thousand Gu Cave with his own eyes.

The military advisor begged Qingzhu, "Let me go, it's all poisonous snakes and Gu worms, I won't be able to survive if I go in, for the sake of our future relationship, help me and the holy woman to intercede again." ”

"Look at your cowardly look, tell you, the saint would have wished you had gone to hell with that traitor to report." Qingzhu used a knife to cut the sleeve of the shirt that was pulled by the military advisor.

Seeing that death was already a foregone conclusion, the military advisor said, "Qingzhu, how much better will your fate be than mine, I can still have a whole corpse, and you will be rotten in the end." ”

"Even if that's the case, I admit it, and I will be very happy to be able to help the Holy Maiden eradicate these tumors of you." The relationship between Qingzhu and the saint is extraordinary.

The military advisor was pushed inside, and within a few moments, he heard screams inside.

The viper had already rolled up the general's division, and the silence quickly returned, and Qingzhu stepped forward to check to make sure that he was out of breath.

Some of the younger ones who had just entered the Holy Maiden's Mansion were blindfolded, not daring to look at the tragic situation of the military advisor.

Qingzhu instructed them, "This is the price of disloyalty to the Holy Maiden, you all have to learn from it, if anyone has other thoughts, this is the price." ”

Deafeningly, breaking through the clouds, Qingzhu was very satisfied.

Qingzhu went back to the saint to return to her life.

The Holy Maiden gave Qingzhu a pill, "This will delay the timing of the Gu worm attack in your body." ”

"Thank you, Holy Maiden, for the medicine." Qingzhu didn't doubt that he had him, and ate it.

Qingzhu has 100% trust in the saint, if she hadn't taken her in back then, she wouldn't have lived to this point, and this life was originally snatched back from Lord Yama.

If the saint wants it, she can return it herself, and after so many years, it is enough.

The holy woman lifted the curtain and said, "Don't you hate me?" If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been forced to take poison, and you wouldn't have lived in fear all the time. ”

"I don't hate." Qingzhu seeks truth from facts.

The saint suddenly felt very tired, "Why not hate?" ”

"The saint's cultivation of me over the years has long exceeded those little hatreds, not only does she not hate, but she cherishes the rest of her days." Qingzhu's eyes are very clear, and few people who have entered the Holy Maiden's Mansion can have the same existence as her.

Qingzhu is an exception.

The saint said with a cold face, "My cultivation of you is only because of your good qualifications, in other words, it is also for myself. ”

"Even if so, I won't regret it." Qingzhu is somewhat unhesitating.

Qingzhu turned around and wanted to go out, but the holy woman raised her voice, "Don't worry, I won't let you have an accident." ”

Qingzhu thanked him and continued to go out to train the newcomers to the Holy Maiden's Mansion.

The first thing is loyalty and character, and the second is your force value.

"You're not in the right position, it should be." Qingzhu asked one of them to stretch his arms forward, and if there was an irregular movement, he would hold on to it for an hour.

Some of them fainted when their physical strength was not up to standard, and Qingzhu asked them to help them up.

Seeing that only three people were still holding on, their lips were chapped under the sun, and they didn't give up easily.

Qingzhu looked at her, as if she had seen her former self.

Lin Kite died several horses all the way before he came to the Central Plains.

"Let me in." Lin Yuan couldn't help but be a little annoyed when he saw that the guards guarding the palace were trying to stop him.

The guard looked embarrassed, "Miss Lin, it's not that we won't let you go, but maybe the emperor won't be willing to see you." ”

The guards have their own hardships, and if the emperor blames them, none of them can bear the guilt.

"Then you help me report to Concubine Rong, she will understand." Lin Yuan remembered Jiang Cen.

The guards looked at each other and pursed their lips.

Lin Yuan felt very strange about their reaction, Jiang Cen was the most powerful concubine in the harem, and she was a person that Zhao Yun respected very much.

In the face of Lin Kite's constant questioning, the guards told her not to meddle in her affairs.

Lin Yuanxian completely ignored this set, "If you don't say it, I will go directly to the palace, if you really want to make a move, you may not be my opponent." ”

Of course, the guards' kung fu is not bad, but Lin Kite knows some medical skills and acupoints, and if it is not clear, it can still be dark.

The guards couldn't hide it, so they had to tell Lin Yuan that Jiang Cen had been confined to the dormitory by Zhao Yun for two months.

"Why?" Of course, Lin Kite will not give up easily.

The guards shook their hands, "Grandma, don't ask, that southern Xinjiang woman is so powerful, you have been forced out of the palace, not to mention Concubine Rong." ”

"It makes no sense." Lin Yuan thought about it with his fingers, and knew that this matter was inseparable from the women of southern Xinjiang.

The guards used the hilts of their swords to stop the kite.

Lin Yuan took out the token that Zhao Yun had given him, "Seeing this card is like seeing the emperor, which of you dares to stop me?" ”

The guards fell to their knees.

Lin Yuan swaggered in.

At that time, the woman in southern Xinjiang was drinking and having fun with Zhao Yun.

Kabuki added to the fun, Zhao Yun closed his eyes, and the women in southern Xinjiang kept pouring wine for Zhao Yun, and there was a beautiful sound.

"Your Majesty, do you think their dancing is quite enchanting?" The voice of the southern Xinjiang woman is charming, and there is a little provocative out.

Zhao Yun drank half of the wine, "It's okay, but it's not a third of yours." ”

The woman in southern Xinjiang giggled at Zhao Yun's words, and her soft and boneless body moved closer to him.

Zhao Yun's hand gently pushed the person away, preventing her from really getting close to him.

"Then I'll dance for you." The women of southern Xinjiang changed into dance clothes, and the kabuki all dispersed, leaving only the two of them.

The woman in southern Xinjiang stood in the center, her hands and feet were hanging with Jin Ling, which could be seen between the dances.

The door of the hall was pushed open from the outside, and the originally gloomy main hall seeped in with sunlight, Zhao Yun's eyes were a little unbearable, and when he saw that the person who came was Lin Kite, his whole person was a little sluggish.

The woman in southern Xinjiang also saw her, and in order to swear sovereignty, she sat next to Zhao Yun again.

Lin Yuan couldn't hide her disappointment with Zhao Yun, "Why do you want to put Concubine Rong under house arrest?" ”

"You're gone, and now you're coming back to question the emperor? Miss Lin, where have you learned all the rules? "The woman in southern Xinjiang regarded herself as the hostess of the rear court.

Lin Yuan angrily asked the southern Xinjiang woman to shut up, this is her matter with Zhao Yun, and it is not the turn of outsiders to judge.

The woman from southern Xinjiang tugged at Zhao Yun's arm, "Your Majesty, I'm just kind, you see that Miss Lin is so hostile to me, if that's the case, I might as well leave here quickly, and make people angry." ”