Chapter Seventy-Five: The Rupture
"Get out of the way!" Le Zhengyu said two words concisely and clearly, and never gave the guard a look.
"Princess Niangniang, this is what the prince ordered, and it's not what these subordinates can do, it's the prince who doesn't allow you to enter, although we, the subordinates, are not as good as pigs and dogs in your eyes, but this palace is still the prince's master!"
There is really this Wang Langjue everywhere, why didn't he find out that this guy was a disgusted thing before, no wonder he would be taught a lesson by the princess, and the housekeeper turned around and glared at him dissatisfied.
"Since you know that you are a pig and a dog, don't appear in front of this princess, has this princess ever told you that if you appear in front of this princess once in the future, this princess will beat you once, and if you appear twice in front of this princess, this princess will make you regret your life?"
Le Zhengyu's words mercilessly hit Wang Langjue's self-esteem, and his face was swollen and he was about to open his mouth to refute, but Le Zhengyu didn't give him a chance to speak.
"Also, do you think that you have provoked three times and twice, why doesn't this princess bother with you, do you think this princess is afraid of you? You are so naΓ―ve, in the eyes of this princess, you are just a subordinate, can you understand the subordinate?
This princess is a noble and powerful person, why bother with you as a subordinate, I thought that if you were locked up, you would reflect on it yourself, but I really didn't expect that the dark and damp dampness of the dungeon would make you so brazen.
Today, you can run to the princess and talk nonsense, but the princess still doesn't care about you, but the princess is not in a good mood today, and it's no wonder that you were unlucky and hit the muzzle. β
After saying this, Le Zhengyu's next actions not only shocked the arrogant and domineering Wang Langjue, but also made the guards and old housekeepers standing around him frightened, and everyone stared at Le Zhengyu's hand in disbelief.
It's so ruthless, it's so ruthless, it's so terrible when you're in a bad mood! Is this still the princess who doesn't care about anything on weekdays and always has a kind smile on her face? They're dazzled...
The corners of the woman's mouth in front of her rose slightly, revealing a grim smile, reaching out and smashing the strategist's chest, turning her wrist, and when she came out again, there was an extra beating heart in her hand.
Fresh blood dripped down Wang Langjue's robe on the ground, and the audience could almost hear the beating sound of the heart that was placed on the palm of his hand.
Although the sound was small and small, it was very loud in everyone's ears at this moment, and it could even pierce their eardrums, go straight to the deepest part of their brains, and it was like a heavy thump on their hearts.
The tight string could no longer support their remaining sanity, and everyone's knees weakened, and they all knelt down in the direction of Le Zhengyu, and the few guards who blocked the door to prevent the princess from entering were even more trembling all over their bodies, trembling like chaff.
This is not over, Wang Langjue in front of him has been staring at Le Zhengyu's face, beautiful and beautiful, but it is unbelievable, I can't believe that such a soft and weak princess, this woman he has never looked at in his eyes, has such a ruthless and vicious side.
Wang Langjue looked down at his black hole, the empty chest, where the blood flowed non-stop, the placket of his chest had already been soaked with blood, replaced by a dazzling red, why was the color so dazzling, he couldn't really see it...
Wang Langjue in Le Zhengyu's five fingers slightly together, the heart in his hand slowly broken, a blurred piece of flesh and blood, the whole body twitched uncontrollably, Le Zhengyu gently picked up his fingers, and the heart that had turned into a mess of rotten flesh slipped silently, with Wang Langjue's dilapidated body, fell into the dirt, and could no longer see the original appearance.
The dazzling sunlight poked out mischievously from the dark clouds at this moment, shining on the earth, Le Zhengyu's originally white hand, at this time in the sun bright and eye-catching.
The blood had already coagulated, Le Zhengyu looked at the guard kneeling on the ground next to him, opened his lips lightly, and said in a waveless voice: "Can I go in?" β
The light tone seemed to be taken away by a gust of wind, but word by word hit the guards' heartbeat, and the beads of sweat on the forehead snaked down the pale cheeks, and finally stopped at the corners of the trembling mouth, and disappeared.
"Yes, the princess can go in, it's the subordinates who don't know Mount Tai and delay the princess's time, please punish the princess!" The guards bowed in unison and begged for mercy.
Le Zhengyu didn't deliberately make things difficult for them, turned around and entered the courtyard, walked through the corridor in three steps and two steps, and disappeared at the end of the turn.
The guards on the ground were still stunned, did not get up, did not speak, just knelt like that, and Steward Wu, who had walked a few steps, turned back again, looked at the few people trembling on the ground, and then glanced at the strategist who was already dead on the side, but his eyes were wide open.
"Get up! I know what I should do and what I shouldn't do, there are only two masters in this palace, one is the prince and the other is the princess, don't listen to other people's slander, beware of losing your own life! Hurry up and clean up this corpse, and don't stain the princess's eyes again. β
The housekeeper said, turned around and followed Le Zhengyu's footsteps, accompanied by the low thanks of the entourage behind him, and walked farther and farther.
Le Zhengyu stretched out his hand to push open the door of the house, and there was a burst of smoke-like mist, and the eye was even more of a woman's white flesh, which was concave and convex, making people think about it.
Hearing the sound, Feng Ning'an, who was naked, called out 'Wang Ye' coquettishly, and then looked at each other with Wang Ye, who only had a pair of obscene pants left, on the bed covered by the big red brocade.
The housekeeper who followed behind felt that the atmosphere was not right, quickened his pace, stood beside Le Zhengyu, stumbled under his feet, and was almost frightened by the scene in front of him and fell into the room.
Looking at the prince in front of him, this is in... Stealing.. In a scene, his heart trembled, and his brain unconsciously replayed the scene when the princess reached out and took out her heart at the door, and unconsciously hit a spirit.
Finding that there was someone at the door, Jimo, who had just opened his eyes, didn't have time to react to what was happening, and only looked at the place where the light was cast with cold eyes.
There, Le Zhengyu smiled sarcastically. What happened to her hands, why was it bloody? Jimo's pupils constricted, but this expression was seen in Le Zhengyu's eyes, but it was caused by the fact that the prince was caught and raped in bed, and he was nervous.
She then looked sad, looking at the big golden silk nanmu bathtub inside, where it was still steaming, the cold wind outside the house was blowing in, the cold and hot convection, liquefied into drops of water vapor hit Le Zhengyu's face head-on, and the scenes in front of her were all roaring and sarcastic to her.
In this moment of stunnedness, Le Zhengyu held back the tears in his eyes, turned around without hesitation, and when he stepped down the steps, his feet were unstable, and Steward Wu beside him was full of worry, and hurriedly asked for help.
Le Zhengyu pushed his hand away, stumbling out, his steps gradually stabilized from scattered at the beginning to later, and she naturally didn't see the anxious and angry look of Jimo behind her, and the princess Ning'an who was slapped away with a palm.