The days of eating and waiting for death passed extremely quickly, and half a month passed in a flash.

Because the Flower Festival was wearing revealing clothes, Murong Jing couldn't keep an eye on her all the time, so he sent a female general in his hand over to keep an eye on the Flower Festival.

On this day, the flower sacrifice lay down in the palace of King Jing and shook his arm leisurely.

It's already approaching autumn, and the weather has a hint of coolness, and the cool breeze is always refreshing.

Jiuyue walked up to the flower festival with a plate of fruits, and arrogantly faced the flower sacrifice: "Princess, this is what you want." ”

"What about Zeng San?" Like a lazy worm, the flower festival shrugged for a moment, like a man with no bones.

"My subordinates don't know."

Jiu Yue, a subordinate of Murong Jing, is the same as Jiu Qing, and has good martial arts. It may be that he is not used to seeing the flower festival, and he is impatient with the flower festival.

"I don't know?!" Hua Sai bit his lower lip and glanced at Jiuyue unhappily: "Didn't your prince tell you that my people can't be called casually?!" ”

"Do you want the princess's grapes?" Jiuyue looked at the person lying on the bench with contempt, and really didn't see how different this so-called princess was, and it was worth the prince to send her to see her.

Like a boneless guy all day long, lazy to eat, and he doesn't look like a princess at all, where is he worthy of a wise and martial master.

"This is the way you talk to me?!" The flower festival looked at the wine moon casually, indifferent, even though it was not a deterrent.

"What attitude does the princess want me to use?" Jiuyue sneered, her eyes full of naked disgust and disgust.

The cold and murderous aura flashed, and the flower priest sat up indifferently and calmly.

"Come here."

Sakutsuki looked at the flower festival in confusion, took a step forward, stood in front of the flower festival, and looked at the flower festival condescendingly.

Hua Sai stretched out his hand and gently pulled the skirt of the wine moon, and suddenly exerted his strength, and pulled it forward.

Jiuyue was unguarded, and pounced forward directly, and the flower festival took advantage of the situation to choke Jiuyue's neck.

"There are few people in front of me who can be arrogant, a subordinate, I really give you face." The flower festival approached the wine moon, and his fingers held the door of the wine moon's life.

Jiuyue was held by the flower festival, her self-esteem exploded, her face was blushing, and when she was about to resist, she was preempted by the flower festival and broke her neck, and there was a 'click', and the sound was particularly beautiful.

Looking at the burp wine moon, the flower festival smiled evilly, and threw the person to the ground like a tattered one.

After his death, Jiuyue's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of incomprehension and surprise.

As soon as Jiu Qingtong Zeng San walked into the courtyard, he saw this scene, and his little heart trembled.

"......" How can the princess be the same as the prince, cloudy and uncertain.

"......" is ferocious!

Zeng San came to the flower festival with a wine and green grinding, and saw the flower festival lying on the bench again carelessly. Next to the bench, Satsuki's body was lying next to it, and there were grapes rolling all over the ground.

Hua Sai crossed his hands and moved his wrists: "Your name is Jiuqing, right?" ”

"Yes!"

"Drag her away and tell your lord that she was strangled to death by me."

"My subordinates know." Jiu Qing quickly dragged Jiuyue's body away, and finally left Zeng San.

Zeng San stood respectfully in front of the flower sacrifice: "Master, King Jing framed King Ling, and now they are all in the palace." ”

"Got it all figured out?!"

"King Jing is cautious, it's not clear yet.".

The flower priest stopped and said impatiently: "You go down!" ”