Chapter 155: One Big Mouth, Eight Socks
Yue Jiuling was a little speechless when he listened to Mama Qin's words that he didn't understand.
Is she miserable now?
"Ah, yes, my life is so miserable, my schoolwork has been tight recently, and I have to take leave to move and buy, ah, ah, it's so miserable." Yue Jiuling babbled as he walked towards the gate.
"Eh, why are you so unconscious? Don't look at your identity, the Prince's Mansion is also a place where you can enter if you say so? Grandma looked disgusted, and stopped in front of Yue Jiuling again: "What I just said was in vain, isn't it." ”
"Mama Qin, you are so ill-informed, you are still a close confidant of the prince, I really don't know what mood he has to endure you to this day." Yue Jiuling felt that Zhan Xiaoyang was arrogant, arrogant, philistine, ruthless, and prominent, and he must be surrounded by shrewd people, but he didn't expect that there would be such a reckless woman.
"I am the nurse of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and the people who watched him grow up are naturally very close." Mama Qin was very impatient, and didn't want to spend any more time with Yue Jiuling: "Get out, get away, I feel nauseous and want to vomit when I see you fool, it really affects my mood." ”
Yue Jiuling took a deep breath and calmed down, and sure enough, her good words didn't work at all......
That......
With a wave of his hand, Yue Jiuling threw out a handful of green powder towards Mama Qin and several guards.
Caught off guard, the powder was inhaled, and several people covered their chests with their hands, panting for breath, as if they were having trouble breathing.
Yue Jiuling stepped forward and kicked open the door that was about to close, and took out Mama Qin and threw it on the ground at the door.
She said to the guards who were gasping for breath, "Do as I say, or you'll suffocate in an hour." ”
Hearing that there was a possibility of death, and that it would be suffocation, several guards gasped and nodded their heads to cooperate.
The corners of Yue Jiuling's lips were slightly torn apart, and he grinned with a touch of evil: "You guys take off your shoes and socks." ”
Hearing such a request, several people's red faces were full of doubts, and they didn't know why.
"Don't make me repeat it a second time." Yue Jiuling frowned and squinted a few times.
Although they didn't understand what it meant, they reacted and immediately did it.
Soon, shoes and socks were everywhere.
Looking at the color of the socks, Yue Jiuling was very glad that he had taken a few big steps back in advance: "Now, stuff the socks into Mama Qin's mouth." ”
"......" Although the guards were so uncomfortable, they didn't dare to stuff socks into Mama Qin's mouth.
Seeing that a few people did not follow the instructions, Yue Jiuling reached out and touched the cuffs, and said: "Whoever stuffs both pairs of socks in it will have an antidote, and those who can't stuff it will wait to die." ”
Four people, eight socks, no matter how big Mama Qin's mouth is, she can't fit eight.
Several people were silent for a few breaths, and then almost at the same time, they grabbed their socks and rushed towards Mama Qin.
"Don't blame me, I don't want to die yet." The first guard to stuff the socks into Mama Qin's mouth slammed them hard while opening his mouth to explain.
A sock entered, and Mama Qin wanted to open her mouth to scold Yue Jiuling, but she could only say vague words, and she could vaguely hear that she was cursing.
The second, the third......
When he stuffed the sixth, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the third guard, he had already stuffed one, and he was still one short of not dying.
But the fourth guard waited behind him with his socks in his hands, his eyes full of despair.
Seeing that Mama Qin's face was deformed, Yue Jiuling felt quite relieved.
But a memory of the original owner suddenly flashed in his mind, it was Mama Qin who once hit Aunt Gu's back with a stick and vomited blood all over the ground.
No wonder Aunt Gu always has unbearable back pain when it rains on cloudy days, the original ruthlessness of this old thing.
"If you can't fit those socks, you're going to die." Yue Jiuling's cold voice stopped in the ears of several people, like a hell of a Yama.