VIP Volume One Hundred and Eighty-Seven Painful Bian Zuo Zhishan
Zuo Zhishan was very comfortable when she heard that Princess Jing was dismissed, and she finally seized the opportunity to fall into the well, which was even more happy.
Hua Lijing's fingers trembled slightly, took a deep breath quietly, and took a sip of tea on the table.
"There is Miss Lao Cheng's memory."
"Hahaha......" Zuo Zhishan saw that she swallowed her anger, and she was even more arrogant.
"Princess Jing, it is said that there are some brave warriors outside the Saiwai, why don't you let my father say a few kind words in front of the emperor and marry the princess there, how about it?"
Hua Lijing's hand suddenly shook at this time, she knew that Zuo Zhishan was not just talking. And if the Prime Minister really talked to her father, she would probably be married there.
"Don't worry, they don't mind if the princess is dismissed."
The teacup in Hua Lijing's hand trembled, and she had to put the teacup back on the table.
Her behavior made Zuo Zhishan smile, she opened the lid of the teacup with her orchid fingers, and drank tea comfortably.
"Princess Mirror doesn't speak, so I will acquiesce to Princess Mirror, and go back and talk to my father."
Father's father is also angry about Princess Jing knocking out her teeth. As long as she fanned the flames again, then it would be nine times out of ten that the flowers would leave the mirror and get married.
The wonderful sound on the side was also a little unbearable, but Zuo Zhishan, this woman is very troublesome, if she interferes, it will only make things worse.
Miao Yin looked at Princess Jing, who was trembling slightly, and suddenly remembered that in the Flower Butterfly Pavilion before, she and Princess Jing had a dispute with Xiao Mu, the emperor's favorite concubine at that time.
Although she was a little worried about the princess's recklessness at the time, seeing such a scene, she had and looked forward to the mirror princess who would fight back.
"Princess Mirror said, willing or unwilling?"
"I ...... Unwilling. ”
"Hahaha, in fact, if you don't want to, I will still propose it to my father, because I think it is the best choice for the princess."
Hua Luo couldn't bear it, but if she wanted to rush out and beat the woman, she wouldn't be able to eat and walk around.
With a flash of inspiration in her mind, she walked back from behind the screen, went directly into the large study, and looked at the living files sealed with golden talismans on the bookshelf, and she took one down.
Because she had often stayed in the study with Qing Yu Luanling to study the living files, she had some knowledge of the runes on the golden runes.
It was a rune written by the official with his own mental power, and the rune could roughly see how harmful the corpse language was.
Of course, she didn't dare to casually flip through the 'shadow files' that were double blocked by Qing Yu Luanling, if that was triggered, it wouldn't be a joke.
And it was something that Qing Yu Luanling had collected with a lot of effort.
Clown's follow: "Master, what do you want to do?" ”
"Pack the goods!"
The flower clamor tore open the talisman seal and spread the file on the desk. Originally, her physique could devour corpses, but as her strength became stronger, those little things were like her pets, and she could be at her disposal.
Qingyu Luanling also once joked at her that she was a big monster.
Although she doesn't know if it will still have the same effect after changing her body, she speculates that it is the power of the soul that works on the corpse language.
Seeing the white dossier, those small runes squirmed like small black insects.
"Woo......" the clown gritted his teeth, "Master, don't mess around." ”
Hua Lana took a deep breath and reached over the dossier.
The black corpse whispered as if to recognize her scent, and swayed like grass a few times under her hand, and then immediately as if facing a great enemy, Hula ran away from the white paper.
Hua Yuluo was relieved, but the effect of the power of the soul did not run.
"Come back."
She reached out and activated her soul power, and the black characters that crawled on the wall moved, as if a little reluctantly, and finally she could not resist it, and peeled off from the wall, flew into her hand, and circled along her white hand, and climbed up her arm.
The feeling of being cold in the dark still gave the flower cake goosebumps.
After all, it's a "corpse" language, and the word alone makes people panic.
She rolled up the living file she had taken and put it back in its place, making the living file go on an inhuman rampage, just like the first time she was hit by the corpse for no reason.
"Ugly, go." The master and the slave walked out of the backyard again, and crossed the side hall, "Ugly bastard, you go into the house, when Zuo Zhishan is about to get up, you fly out, and I'll go over." ”
"Whew!" It's fun to be with the host.
"Clown."
"Huh?"
"Remember what I said?"
The clown blinked his eyes and nodded vigorously: "I remember, the master is a secret." ”
"Clever boy, go quickly."
The clown flew out.
Hua Lana walked to the door and waited.
Zuo Zhishan's heart was also happy, and King Ning might be ready to come back, so she got up and prepared to leave Jingyang Palace.
The clown flies out of the house.
The flower clamour appeared on the stage, creating a scene where she just passed by Zuo Zhishan, and the slight touch of her shoulder passed her, and the corpse whispered in the past.
He hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Xiaosheng is rude." ”
Zuo Zhishan saw that he was dressed in the clothes of the Hongwen Hall of the Imperial City Academy, snorted lightly and turned to leave.
"Miss Prime Minister, your cloak." Miao Yin came out of the house.
I saw a light blue figure in the side hall dangling in, was that student trying to come out? Or a maid cleaning the house?
Miao Yin didn't think much about it, Zuo Zhishan was waiting for her to take the things.
"Your cloak."
Zuo Zhishan's chin raised: "Help me tie it up." ”
The people she hated were not just Hua Lijing, of course, but also all the women who stayed by King Ning's side.
"Yes." Miao Yin shook off the cloak, draped it over her shoulders, and helped her tie it, "That's it." ”
"I don't like this bow, re-tie it."
"Yes." Miao Yin loosened the bow and tied it again.
"Your hands are so clumsy, what are you doing staying by King Ning's side?"
Zuo Zhishan slapped her hand away vigorously, and the force was so great that Miaoyin had five finger prints on her hand after a while.
"Re-tie."
“…… Be. Miao Yin tied her back on.
Hua Lihuang came in with Chilian and saw this scene.
Chilian furrowed her brows. Then, he saw Zuo Zhishan's black corpse whispering in his hand again, and he looked at King Ning.
Hua Lihuang raised his hand and asked him not to make a sound.
It happened that Qingyu Luanling also came in from outside, and when she saw them standing at the door, she felt strange, and she heard the arrogant reprimand coming from the courtyard:
"You are a minion, you can't even tie a bow, what's the use of keeping you?"
She stretched out her hand to hit Miao Yin again, and as soon as her hand was raised, a tearing pain came from under her skin, and her face instantly turned pale.
Looking at his palms again, countless black corpse whispers wandered away.
"Ah......" She instantly sat down on the ground, she knew that there was a living file hidden in the Jingyang Palace, but she didn't expect that she would be in the corpse, and immediately said to Miaoyin, "Cheap slave, why don't you go and find the retinue, ah......"
Another pain of flesh and skin separation, causing her to collapse to the ground.
"The retinue is here." Qingyu Luanling walked over, moved Miaoyin to the side, and stood in front of her, "What is Miss Prime Minister looking for me?" ”
"You...... Didn't you see it, I was hit by the corpse language, you immediately help me clear it, ah......"
Qingyu Luanling has been holding back this woman for a long time, and it is said that she almost pushed Hua Lanluo off the cliff at the beginning, right? Later, he didn't say anything about her everywhere, and now he is bullying Miaoyin again, how capable.
"Hey, those who know think it's a corpse, and those who don't know think that Miss Prime Minister is giving birth."
Hiding behind the window and eavesdropping, Hua Yuluo slapped her thighs and laughed wildly, Anzi deserves to be her good sisters!
"You...... You ......" Zuo Zhishan was already in a cold sweat and trembling all over, "You save me now, I'...... Tell my father...... Help you get promoted......"
"Are you sure?!" Qingyu Luanling was flattered, "Can it be counted if the Prime Minister said it?" ”
"Ah...... Ah......" The pain continued to escalate, and Zuo Zhishan rolled on the spot, "Of course my father has the final say......"
"Oh." Qingyu Luanling said towards the door, "King Ning, Miss Prime Minister said that the Prime Minister can let me be promoted, can I listen to her?" ”
Is King Ning back?
Zuo Zhishan turned her head to look at the door, her originally pale face suddenly turned blue, and she was already embarrassed by the pain, and she crawled towards him, shouting:
"King Ning...... Save me, save me......"
Hua Lihuang put her hands behind her back, looked at the black corpse language that began to spread on her body, and then looked at Miaoyin.
Miao Yin said: "Miss Prime Minister did not approach the big study. ”
Hua Lihuang raised his eyes and looked at Hua Lijing, who was standing in front of the door of the main hall, when "she" was still there before, she had also provoked corpse language, but why did Zuo Zhishan talk about corpses this time?
He looked into the side hall.
The side hall was quiet, and there was nothing.
His gaze slowly turned to the ugly man.
The clown's eyes blinked, blinked, blinked: "Woo ......" hid behind Hua Lijing.
Hua Lijing walked quietly from the door, and when she passed by Hua Lihuang, she said, "Jing'er will retire first." ”
Then without squinting, he walked past Zuo Zhishan, and faintly felt interesting and happy in his heart.
"Ahh King Ning save me! That kind of pain was beyond the range that Zuo Zhishan could bear, she pulled her hair and tore it and shouted, "Help...... King Ning save me! Ahh
Zuo Zhishan's hair was torn off a little.
Hua Lihuang said to Qingyu Luanling: "It is said that this corpse language is difficult to understand, is Qingyu an official?" ”
When Qing Yu Luanling heard this, she immediately understood: "Yes, it is very difficult to solve, and it takes time!" ”
Hua Lihuang looked down at Zuo Zhishan, who was dying in pain at her feet, a completely emotionless demon god.
"Don't worry, with the king's retinue, you won't die." But it must be painful.
He didn't say the last sentence, but Qingyu Luanling heard it clearly.
The sins of heaven can still be chased, but the sins of oneself cannot be lived.
Qingyu Luanling took out the Qingluan pen, glanced at Miaoyin, raised her eyebrows, and saw how her sister cleaned her up. Miao Yin suddenly felt that her heart was as warm as fire.
Qingyu Luanling squatted beside Zuo Zhishan: "The lower official will definitely do his best to save the prime minister, so the young lady should help the lower official in front of the prime minister." ”
"Quick...... Hurry up ......"
"Xiaguan is already very fast, very soon, you also heard King Ning say just now, this corpse language is particularly difficult to understand."
Qing Yu Luanling protected her heart, so that she would not die, but she could hurt a little longer, it seemed that she was saving people, but in fact, she was thinking, since this woman was not close to the big study, it was possible that she was caught in the corpse language......
Who else is not a flower chimney?
Find fault and find the wrong object, two goods. Fortunately, Hua Luo is still kind, and chose a low-level corpse language, otherwise Zuo Zhishan's life may be gone.
"Miss Prime Minister, just bear with me, just bear with me."
Zuo Zhishan had no strength to endure it any longer, rolled her eyes, and fainted in pain.
At this time, the flowers are out of the wilderness and have gone straight to the side house......