Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Former Emperor Became a Prisoner (For Li Mengzhen)

"However, the slave and maid are useless, and they have fallen into the tricks of others, if it were not for His Majesty to bring someone here, the slave and maid would have been humiliated and stepped into the mud."

"Your Majesty has the grace of reinvention in slaves and maids, just like regenerating parents, I swear that I will never betray Your Majesty in this life and this life."

Qingge said: "If Zuo Xiang thinks that it will be a scourge for the slave and maid to stay by His Majesty's side sooner or later, then please look at the fact that this face is still useful now, spare the slave and maid to die, and when Your Majesty returns, the slave and maid are willing to disfigure themselves and never show their faces again!" ”

She bowed her head again and swore again.

Jiang Zuo's house. Li Ruiqing has heard of it. The disguise and transformation of the Su family are indeed a must, and if you say so, you can be right.

"The face of the slave is modeled after His Majesty, and the thread is used regularly every day to produce this appearance." Qingge was afraid that Li Ruiqing would be suspicious, so he continued, "Because of the difficulty, and the two of them have similar faces, they started to work at a young age, so there is only one in the world." ”

Li Ruiqing did not speak.

Qingge said: "Su Ge is willing to give all the secret techniques of the Su family to Zuo Xiang, and I hope that Zuo Xiang will do his best to save His Majesty from danger." ”

She bowed again, and when she got up, there was a faint mark of blood on her forehead.

Seeing this, Li Ruiqing said: "I don't need your secret technique, I will do my best." ”

Qingge wanted to say something more to defend himself, but saw a snow-white handkerchief handed to him.

She looked up and saw that Li Ruiqing's face had no cold color for a long time, and returned to her previous light appearance: "Wipe it, the blood on your neck." ”

When Qingge heard this, she didn't hold back the tears in her eyes and rolled down. She took it, trembling her hands, and wiped the blood from her neck little by little.

"Don't cry." Li Ruiqing's tone was rare and gentle, "I don't like to cry when I look at this face." ”

Qingge whimpered, bowing her head and not asking Li Ruiqing to look at her face.

Li Ruiqing got up and ordered: "These days, you will use this face to replace her in the court, if you have different intentions, you better know that I have a lot of ways to make life worse than death." ”

"The slave understands." Qingge choked, and only a low sobbing overflowed from her throat.

Taking two steps further, Li Ruiqing suddenly stopped, turned his head and said, "You should stop copying this face, I don't like it, and Your Majesty won't like it if he knows it." Also, you are Your Majesty's most trusted female official Qingge, you are not anyone's stand-in, and you don't need to send anyone to death for you. ”

Li Ruiqing knew that such a profound disguise technique would change if it was not maintained for a day, and his facial features would slowly grow, and he would no longer be the same as before.

As for disfigurement. Li Ruiqing didn't think about it like this. He thought that disfiguring a girl was probably worse than letting her die.

Regardless of whether Zhao Xiangling knew this or not, he would not allow others to die for her in the bottom of his heart.

After saying this, Li Ruiqing left Qifeng Palace straight and did not look back.

Qingge fell to the ground, tears streaming silently.

When Li Ruiqing was looking for Zhao Xiangling, the latter was imprisoned in the house next door to the Wang family.

Although it is next door, it is actually far away from the gate of the Wang family. It's just that there is a river, so it seems very close.

Zhao Xiangling's hands and legs were locked to the cupboard next to the bed, and the whole person shrunk on the side of the bed, looking a little lost.

It was nothing else that made her lose her soul, but an incense lit in the corner of the house.

The silver bell rang, and the mother-in-law sat at the head of the bed, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Zhao Xiangling's eyes. No response.

The mother-in-law was overjoyed, and shook the silver bell in Zhao Xiangling's ear, and the crisp sound sounded, she lowered her voice and said quietly: "Now you are in your room, relax, relax." ”

Zhao Xiangling slowly closed his eyes, and sure enough, he relaxed his hands and feet, and was no longer nervous.

The mother-in-law knew that this was the beginning of the effect of the medicine.

She was overjoyed, lowered her voice, and said softly, "Who are you?" ”

Zhao Xiangling's red lips opened slightly: "Zhao Xiangling." ”

The mother-in-law was happy again: "Who am I?" ”

Zhao Xiangling paused and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The mother-in-law whispered: "Tell me, I am you, and you are me." ”

Zhao Xiangling obediently said: "I am you, you are me." ”

The mother-in-law asked, "Who do you like the most?" ”

Zhao Xiangling was stunned and replied, "Li Ruiqing." ”

The mother-in-law didn't understand the meaning behind this word, after all, Li Ruiqing's official name was Li Che, not Ruiqing. And even if she hears this name, she may not be able to associate it with Zuo Xiang.

The mother-in-law continued to ask, "Who do you hate the most?" ”

Zhao Xiangling was slightly stunned, and suddenly became excited: "Snow, such a big snow!" It's cold! I'm so cold, come on, come on, add to the fire, it's snowing! Get out, get out of here! ”

She closed her eyes, waved her hand and roared, and her sharp nails slashed her mother-in-law's face, causing her face to drip blood.

The mother-in-law didn't expect this situation, so she hurriedly retreated from the pain, looked at Zhao Xiangling calmly, and said softly: "Okay, no, do you think it's very warm?" No, nothing. ”

Zhao Xiangling asked: "No?" ”

"Nope." The mother-in-law said firmly, beckoned to the outside, and someone immediately sent the stove.

The mother-in-law repeated the old trick, handed her the stove when Zhao Xiangling said it was cold, and then comforted her.

She slowly comforted her before whispering, "I am you, you are me." ”

Zhao Xiangling said: "I am you, you are me." ”

The mother-in-law said: "I like Wang Yao the most." ”

Zhao Xiangling seemed to pause and didn't speak for a long time.

The mother-in-law continued, anxious and fast: "I like Wang Yao the most!" ”

Zhao Xiangling hugged the stove tightly and said in a low voice: "I like Wang Yao the most." ”

Only then was the mother-in-law satisfied: "I hate Li Ruiqing the most." ”

Zhao Xiangling did not pause: "I hate Li Ruiqing the most. ”

"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep."

"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep." Zhao Xiangling bowed his head, and sure enough, he obeyed his mother-in-law and fell asleep.

The mother-in-law whispered, felt out of the room, and looked at Wang Yao sitting on the rolling chair with a smile: "Do it three more times, and it will definitely change her memory." ”

Wang Yao smiled and took out a silver ingot from his arms: "Then I'll trouble you." ”

The mother-in-law accepted it with a smile and went to the next room to get busy.

Ning Hao whispered: "Seventh Master, can this really work?" ”

Wang Yao looked at his tightly wrapped legs and smiled: "Naturally." He is the mother-in-law in the palace of the former Yang Wang, and he learned the method of the Yang King to tamper with his memory, and it is said that he has never missed. ”

"So mysterious?" Ning Hao looked at the people who had already slept inside, and had to believe it.

"Look, what we want the emperor to look for is the trouble of those old guys, but not our trouble, even His Majesty will be on our side when the time comes, and you are still afraid of a bird?" Wang Yao smiled and felt that the light was in front of him.

"Congratulations to the Seventh Master." Ning Hao said with a flattering smile, "If you hold the beauty, you may be able to sit in the world." ”

You know, if according to what the mother-in-law said, Zhao Xiangling will be obedient to Wang Yao in the future, then it will not be a matter of time before he gives way to the world?

One master and one servant, the two laughed in unison, not noticing that the people in the room suddenly opened their dark eyes and let go of the thermos in their hands.

On her palms and wrists, a series of bright red blood blisters were raised!

Give way? Oh, then it depends on whether you have this life to take!