After pondering for a moment, Emperor Jinchen bowed his head slightly and said, "Seventeen Uncle Wang." This matter is not trivial, and I will give you an answer after careful consideration. ”

Seeing that Emperor Jinchen did not directly refuse, Ji Qingling raised his eyebrows fiercely, and his resentful gaze pierced Ji Qingge's face opposite.

I saw Ji Qingge and Emperor Jinxuan, both of whom had nothing to do with themselves.

The culprit could be so indifferent, which made Ji Qingling grit his teeth fiercely. Reaching out and grabbing the teacup in front of her, she slammed it into Ji Qingge.

"Bang."

I saw the teacup flying over, and Di Jinxuan raised his hand to block it, blocking it for Ji Qingling. The teacup fell on the table in front of Ji Qingling's eyes and fell to pieces.

A few pieces of debris flew down on the carpet of the private room, white porcelain tiles, extremely glaring. I saw blood oozing from the back of Ji Qingling's hand, which happened to be scratched by the broken porcelain cup fragments.

The wound was very thin and small, but it made Ji Qingling thunderous.

The god of war who once made her love crazy not only killed her biological father at the instigation of the fool Ji Qingge. In order to protect the fool's thoughtfulness, he did not hesitate to hurt her in front of Prince You and Princess Lin Yue.

The blood on the back of her hand dripped on the silk handkerchief she had just wiped from her tears.

The red marks left by blood and tears on the silk handkerchief made Ji Qingling couldn't help but unfold it and showed it to Di Jinchen beside her. Helpless eyes looked up at him, longing to ...... I'm looking forward to getting a little warmth from him.

From Di Jinchen's deep and cold eyes, she couldn't find any warmth. His eyes, with Ling Ran's murderous aura, seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from her.

A trace of gloom flashed under Ji Qingling's eyes, and his heart sank.

Di Jinchen's indifference to her and Di Jinxuan's warmth towards Ji Qingge, who was sitting opposite her, formed a strong contrast. Inadvertently, a certain unknowable emotion that she had suppressed for a long time suddenly came to her heart that was not under her control.

"Fool, don't think that His Royal Highness King Xiao protects you, and I can spare you!"

Ji Qingling stretched out his hand and slapped the case suddenly, and roared: "If you don't bury my father and compensate my mother." I'll kill you and worship my father's spirit in heaven!" ”

The deceased is her biological father, the biological father who has raised her for more than ten years.

Without her father giving her life, there would be no her; Without her father's hard work over the years and supporting the family, she and her mother would not be able to live in peace until now.

If it weren't for her father, who put down his face and humbly knelt down in front of His Royal Highness King Yan, he asked for an invitation to participate in the recruitment meeting for her. Now she is afraid that she is still in another mansion with her mother in Du Wei, living a life of worrying about the last meal.

"This king will kill you first!"

The cold male voice of His Royal Highness King Xiao came, and the startled Ji Qingling's delicate body trembled suddenly. His Royal Highness King Xiao, the legendary "Living Hell King", is actually going to kill her?

"Haha, haha!"

A cold laugh came out of Ji Qingling's mouth, and her eyes stabbed at Di Jinxuan with resentment, and said, "Okay, His Royal Highness King Xiao." Take my life, and I will fulfill you.

Why, now the war in northern Xinjiang is over. His Royal Highness King Xiao is afraid that the sword will become dull if it does not see blood for a long time, and wants to use me?

If you want me to die, I will die with Ji Qingge! ”

After Ji Qingge heard this, he gave Di Jinxuan a look. signaled that he didn't need to pay attention to Ji Qingling for the time being, it was pointless to have a verbal battle like this.

The corners of his lips outlined a sneering smile, Ji Qingge's sharp eyes swept towards Ji Qingling, and said coldly: "If you want to take my life, it's not a matter of a day or two."

If you have the ability, you will take it.

A woman who can only shout blindly has no other deterrent power than to make people disgusted. ”

"You don't spray people with blood, how can I ever kill you?"

Ji Qingling's eyes fell on Ji Qingge's face, and he asked in a trembling voice.

"No?"

Ji Qingge shook his head slightly and sighed: "If you forget, or don't forget, I won't pay attention to it."

But almost everyone in Ancheng knows that Ji Mochu, the deputy lieutenant of Zhaowu, forcibly lived in General Ji's mansion with his family after the death of his brother Ji Mochen.

also knows that Ji Qingge, the concubine of General Ji's Mansion, was imprisoned in the abandoned firewood house by her aunt and cousin for six years. Her cousin Ji Qingling coveted her fiancé, His Royal Highness King Xiao, and in order to marry into the palace as Princess Xiao on her behalf, she poured Wuling gall poison and wine on her......"

After finishing speaking, Ji Qingge subconsciously looked at the face of Di Jinchen, who was sitting opposite her. I saw that his face was gloomy, and a trace of obvious unwillingness and resentment flashed in his eyes.

Think about it, too, an invincible person like Di Jinchen. How can he accept the side concubine who married him, who had a crush on other men during his lifetime?

What's more, the concubine of King Yan of the Ji family, before marriage, was still the emperor Jinxuan he hated to the bone.

Even if the concubine of King Yan of the Ji family offered flowers to His Royal Highness King Xiao and was rejected by him, she was also slapped by the lord of Xiyao County, which was well known to everyone in the imperial city.

But how could a man be completely indifferent after hearing these words?

"Shut up."

Di Jinchen frowned coldly and said in a deep voice.

"Listen, husband, what did that fool say? ......" Ji Qingling stretched out his hand to wipe his tears and cried.

"Ling'er ......"

When he caught a glimpse of the blood stains on the back of Ji Qingling's hand, Emperor Jinchen said to King You: "Uncle Seventeen, the grievances between the little nephew's side concubine Ji and Princess Xiao are inconvenient to talk about.

The most important thing at the moment is to let Ji Mochu, the deputy lieutenant of Zhaowu, enter the ground as soon as possible. ”

Just when Emperor Jinchen was discussing with Emperor Yuhao, Ji Qingling suddenly stood up, kicked down the wooden chair, and ran behind Ji Qingge.

Di Jinxuan raised his sword eyebrows slightly, turned his head to look at Ji Qingling, and said, "What are you going to do?" Idiot. ”

"You call me a fool?"

The expression on Ji Qingling's face was full of disbelief. Is she a fool? In the eyes of His Royal Highness King Xiao, she is actually a fool?

"That's right. The word fool is only for you. ”

Di Jinxuan snorted coldly, his condescending eyes locked on Ji Qingling, who was stunned, and said coldly.

Listening to Di Jinxuan's words, Ji Qingge was overjoyed in his heart. Taking advantage of Ji Qingling's lack of attention to her, she fumbled and found an IOU from last year's sleeve.

There is this crumpled IOU, so between her and Ji Qingling, who owes whom. Whoever has wronged whom, justice is at ease in the hearts of the people.

The sharp eyes locked Ji Qingling's face with crying makeup, Ji Qingge's eyebrows raised slightly, and asked: "There is a saying called 'Do unto others what you do not want to be done to yourself'."

You don't want others to call you stupid, why do you call me stupid? ”

"Fool......?"

Ji Qingling's resentful eyes slashed at Ji Qingge's face and said angrily.

"Call you stupid, you still don't admit it? Then let me tell you where you are stupid. ”

The corners of his lips outlined a sneering smile, and Ji Qingge said coldly: "From the compensation plan you proposed, you can know that you are an out-and-out fool."

When your uncle was alive, how he let his aunt and you have no worries about food and clothing, and how he cared for you.

But last year in Jingzhao Yin Yamen, you and your aunt were wearing old cotton clothes, and we couldn't even afford charcoal for heating. Your life is not as good as that of your uncle's outer chamber Niu, don't you want to retract your confession? ”