Luo Bingjing walked to Fan Wan'er's side, and immediately tore off Fan Wan'er's coat, Fan Wan'er exclaimed:

"Sister Jing'er, what are you doing? Why are you tearing my clothes? ”

Luo Bingjing looked at the bright red clothes in her hand, how could she wear such bright red on the day of Sister Yan's funeral today.

"This shirt is not suitable for Wan'er, my sister will help you tear it off."

Fan Wan'er's face was stiff, and she couldn't show a smile anymore.

"Luo Bingjing, what are you going to do when you come here today, how can this palace allow you to bully like this."

Saying that, Fan Wan'er's eyes suddenly changed and flashed with murderous intent, and she grabbed Luo Bingjing's neck with a claw, Luo Bingjing was already on guard, and took out a soft sword from her sleeve and greeted Fan Wan'er.

Fan Wan'er was shocked, twisted her waist, and who knew that Luo Bingjing also turned around, and the sword stabbed straight into Luo Bingjing's waist.

"Luo Bingjing, you are looking for death."

The sword stabbed into Fan Wan'er's waist, Fan Wan'er was in pain, pulled out the golden hairpin on her bun and stabbed it into Luo Bingjing's chest.

Luo Bingjing's complexion changed slightly, and the short sword in her hand fell off.

But Wen Fanwan'er shouted sharply:

"Emperor Jing's concubine assassinated the palace, conspired against her, and sent Emperor Jing's concubine to the prison for interrogation."

Luo Bingjing laughed shamefully:

"Niangniang does not have this right yet, although this palace is a concubine, but this palace is a holy wife, and she is the imperial concubine, if you want to dispose of this palace, you need a holy order."

Fan Wan'er was furious, her hands clenched into fists, when had she suffered such a shame, regardless of the pain in her waist, she picked up the short sword and stabbed it straight towards Luo Bingjing's throat, she knew about this slut today.

Luo Bingjing dodged away, but she couldn't match Fan Wan'er's skills, although she was not stabbed to the point, her shoulder was pierced by a sword.

Fan Wan'er suddenly withdrew her short sword and stabbed at Luo Bingjing again, Luo Bingjing was not in a hurry, and watched the short sword in Fan Wan'er's hand go through her neck.

At this moment, Fan Wan'er let out a painful cry, and the short sword in her hand fell in response, saying:

"Who? Get out. ”

But I saw a silver needle pierced at Fan Wan'er's wrist.

Zuo Xingli walked in with the medicine box on his back, and said to Fan Wan'er and Luo Bingjing:

"Wechen meets the queen and the princess."

Fan Wan'er pulled out the silver needle at her wrist and looked at Zuo Xing with resentment.

"It's you, you really can't bear you when this palace? Three times and twice bad things for this palace. ”

Zuo Xingli didn't seem to be timid with Fan Wan'er, let alone put Fan Wan'er in his eyes, but took out the pill from his own medicine box and handed it to Luo Bingjing, saying:

"Niangniang is injured, this is an elixir to stop bleeding, when Niangniang takes the medicine, Weichen treats Niangniang in the box."

Luo Bingjing's eyes flashed slightly, and Fan Wan'er seemed to be afraid of Zuo Xingli, even if Zuo Xingli ignored her like this and ignored her, she also endured it.

"It's hard for Lord Zuo to see that Bengong is also injured."

Who knew that Zuo Xingli's next sentence made Luo Bingjing stunned, but when she heard Zuo Xingli's words:

"If you take the blame for yourself, how can you blame her."

"You... Zuo salute, have you forgotten that now this palace is a king, you are a minister, and this palace can easily take your life. ”

Although Luo Bingjing heard the threat from Fan Wan'er's words, she saw a trace of awe and forbearance in Fan Wan'er's expression.

Zuo Xingli was not afraid of Fan Wan'er's threat, but glanced at Fan Wan'er and said:

"What Niangniang said is known to Weichen, but Weichen is even more clear that if I forget, Niangniang is not far from death, Niangniang's peace vein, please? If there is no order, the minister will retire. ”

As he spoke, he handed Pan Wan'er a pill and some utensils to bandage the wound, walked to Luo Bingjing's side, and said:

"The imperial concubine is still not leaving?"

As soon as the words fell, she was about to turn around and leave, but Luo Bingjing hurriedly followed.

After the two of them left Ningci Palace, Luo Bingjing stepped forward and shouted Zuo Xing salute, her eyes staring directly at Zuo Xing salute, and she also had a bold guess in her heart.

"This palace should call you Lord Zuo or call you Liu Gongzi."

Zuo Xingli's eyes changed suddenly, but his face was still silent, and he said:

"Weichen doesn't know what Niangniang is talking about, Weichen's name is called Zuo Xingli, not Liu Gongzi in Niangniang's mouth."

Luo Bingjing has already confirmed the guess in her heart, the king of Shuchuan is really not destroyed, and the fan family is afraid that he is the lackey of the king of Shuchuan.

The land of Shuchuan still belongs to the king of Shuchuan.

"The king of Shuchuan was born in the land of Shuchuan, and made countless achievements in his life, and was named the king of Shuchuan with a different surname, but the emperor was suspicious at the beginning, and secretly designed to frame the king of Shuchuan with the intention of rebelling and fabricating evidence of the disobedience of the king of Shuchuan to seize his military power, and sent an army of 100,000 to encircle and suppress the territory of the king of Shuchuan, and refused to rumor that none of the 1,008 people in the palace of Shuchuan survived at that time."

Luo Bingjing was able to know this matter so clearly, or when she was the queen mother, she was shocked by the case of the destruction of the king of Shuchuan by unintentionally flipping through the file.

Everyone in the world said that the king of Shuchuan deserved his crimes, and he should be punished by his nine clans.

Zuo Xingli's body was stiff, his body exuded hatred, and he raised his eyes and looked straight at Luo Bingjing.

"Where did you find out? Why do you think that I am a descendant of the king of Shuchuan? ”

Luo Bingjing was just suspicious in the Ningci Palace, and casually tried it, but she didn't expect that Zuo Xingli would be a descendant of the King of Shuchuan.

"Since Lord Zuo just threatened Fan Wan'er, I became suspicious, and I wanted to test the adult, but I didn't expect that the adult was really a descendant of the king of Shuchuan..."

Who knew that before Luo Bingjing finished speaking, she was choked by Zuo Xingyu's neck.

But seeing that Zuo Xingli's eyes had bloodthirsty coldness, it was not at all like the Zuo Xingli she recognized.

Luo Bingjing's age turned red, her eyes began to turn white, and she thrashed her left salute desperately.

But I saw a silver needle tattooed on the back of Yun Qing's neck.

Yun Qing's face was anxious, but her body couldn't move, and she watched her master being pinched by Zuo Xing's neck.

Luo Bingjing felt that she was going to die, and died in Zuo Xingli's hands, and when her eyes were dark, Zuo Xingli suddenly let go of her hand.

Luo Bingjing's whole body sat on the ground, gasping for breath and coughing violently.

Zuo Xing bowed down, picked up Luo Bingjing's chin, and forced Luo Bingjing to look at him in the eyes.

"If you are obedient and forget about today's events, I will spare your life, if Jing'er is not obedient, Jing'er will not be the only one who will die."

Although Zuo Xingli's tone was the same as before, and even a little more intimate, the words that he said made Luo Bingjing feel cold, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

The army has been on the march for more than a month, the atmosphere in the city of Kyoto is strange, and the harem is lively.

The harem concubines have died one after another, and the saint has no heirs so far, although the front line is still fighting, the ministers are eyeing the position of the harem concubines.

"Niangniang, the saint is going to be drafted, and the first batch of show girls will enter the palace in five days."

Luo Bingjing has never taken half a step out of Chaohua Palace since that day, and when she first heard about Hou Hongwen's draft, Luo Bingjing frowned slightly.

"Qi Yu Niangniang, Lord Zuo came to ask for peace pulse."

The people of the small palace hurriedly came to report, and the left line of salute followed behind them and saluted Luo Bingjing:

"Wechen meets Niangniang."

Since that day, he was almost strangled to death by this guy, and he hasn't seen this guy for more than a month.

Seeing Luo Bingjing today, she still had palpitations, thinking of the feeling of being on the verge of death, Luo Bingjing resisted Zuo Xingli for three points.