Xiaomei hid in the corner of the door and watched the imperial doctor take the pulse of the county lord, and after the diagnosis, she stood up and respectfully told the princess: "Princess, please rest assured, the county lord is all well." After comforting the princess, she went out of the house with the medicine box.

The princess breathed a sigh of relief and instructed Xiaomei to serve the county lord well, Xiaomei knelt on the ground, shook her body humbly, and weakly agreed; "The slave must take care of the county master"

The princess opened the bead curtain and left, and the bead curtain made a rattling sound behind her.

The sound slowly stopped, Xiaomei hurriedly got up from the ground as if she was a different person, rushed to the bed of the county lord at a speed of 100 meters, shook the county lord, and shouted anxiously: "Wake up, wake up, wake up!" The prince wants to punish the son. ”

"Wake up, wake up, wake up! The prince wants to punish the son. ”

"The county lord is going to save the child's life."

Ziwei waved her little hand impatiently and muttered, "Don't make noise, let me sleep." ”

Xiaomei pulled the county lord up and pulled her eyes: "County lord, wake up, go and help!" ”

Ziwei rolled over, sat up, rubbed her eyes, yawned, and lay down again.

Xiaomei was so anxious that she yelled into the county lord's ear: "County lord, don't sleep, if you sleep again, you will die, the prince will beat the water boy to death, go and save the son." ”

A loud roar shook Ziwei's ears, Ziwei opened her eyes, covered her ears and complained; "What's the matter, I can't sleep with this loud noise."

Suddenly, her hand was tightened and was dragged out by Xiaomei, Xiaomei explained while running, Ziwei was shocked into a cold sweat, and the sleepy insect was also scared away.

Ziwei pulled her legs and ran, and heard the sound of preparing for execution from a distance, and shouted: "Leave people under the stick!" Keep people under the stick! ”

As the voice came, a small figure flashed in from the corner of the lobby. She rushed to Shui Zhihan and saw Shui Zhihan's slender legs resting together on the long board, and the second-hand overlapping on the stool with his head pillowed, motionless as if an old monk was in a steady. On each side of the bench stood two housekeepers, holding aloft sticks with thick cups ready to carry out orders.

A pair of small hands grabbed the corner of his wide sleeves and pulled hard: Ziwei's immature voice sounded in the lobby. "You can't hit people, if you have something to say, Shui Zhihan, get up, get up."

Shui Zhihan lay on the bench and turned his face sideways, his heart shrunk, and his cold eyes surged with a trace of unknown emotion: he turned his eyes and glared at Ziwei, and then slowly closed his dark eyes and remained silent.

A dead pig looked like she was not afraid of boiling water, so angry that Ziwei's little face was red, she shook her messy hair, stomped her feet, and counted: "Are you deaf or dumb, talk to you, why don't you say anything." ”

The stick was raised high, and it was not to fight, nor was it not to fight, and the pestle was there, and he did not dare to move with his head down.

Suddenly, the prince's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he put the cup on the table, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and his eyes fell on Ziwei, whose hair was as raunchy as a chicken nest: "Where is it like a county lord, go wash and eat." ”

Don't turn your face away, and raise your chin slightly to signal Fauber; "Pull the county lord away and prepare for the execution."

Wherever Fu Bo stood, the sweat was dripping, and he bent down and saluted respectfully: "County Lord, please." ”

Ziwei rubbed her messy hair and shook her head at Fauber. Lai didn't leave next to Shui Zhihan.

Fu Bo bowed down again and saluted, and respectfully asked the county lord to move: "County lord, the old slave must carry out the prince's orders." ”

"Don't you kill a man if you go down with ninety sticks? Fubo, you are also confused, and it is really foolish to carry out such an order. Ziwei immediately came to the fire, blamed Fu Bo, snatched the stick in the hand of the family and threw it to the ground.

The family knew that the princess and princess had been married for many years before giving birth to the county lord, and they pampered the county lord as a baby, and developed a rude and willful and lawless temperament. The county lord is brave and dares to contradict the prince of Dalian, and no one dares to provoke the brutal and willful county lord, knowing that the county lord does not play cards according to common sense, and is angry with the county lord, this fire will burn on himself. The life of a slave is lowly and deserves to be killed. Who would dare to wade into troubled waters.

Therefore, when the lord rushed over and snatched the stick in their hand, they let it go and let it go. Hold your breath and dare not come out.

"Nonsense" Wang Ye raised his eyebrows, and there was a trace of suppressed cold air in the depths of his cold pupils, and there was a terrifying oppression and noble momentum around him. The family members trembled with fright, knowing that the prince was angry.

Ziwei opened her big black and white eyes and asked her father, "Father, what crime did he commit?" ”

Wang Yejun's face was rolled with black clouds, and he reprimanded coldly: "As your husband, I know that your health is not good, and I just woke up from a fainting, so I should serve you well, not only do they not serve you well, but they despise the authority of the royal family, do not listen to the advice of the county lord, and gather people in the backyard of the palace to make trouble." You were frightened and sick and didn't tell you, do you think you should be punished?! ”

"Father is not right. One: Who said they didn't serve well, I think playing kites was done for me by Xiangyang, try to make me happy. I'm satisfied. ”

Second, we are not gathering people in the backyard of the palace to make trouble, but playing the game of kite flying, but the gameplay is a little different, and everyone has put forward their own opinions. Opinions were disagreed and argued.

3. I was tired of playing, my body temperature was slightly higher at night, and I sweated a little more, but Hunt Qi took care of me all night, and it was too late, so they didn't come to disturb you, and told you, and they came to tell you today. Ziwei argued with reason,

The prince had a cold face and reprimanded; "Your constitution is naturally different from ordinary people, and your service to you is also different from ordinary people, and from the day your husband and attendant enter the door, I especially instructed them not to make you angry, not to make you sick, and to tell you something, and if you are a little wrong, your life will not be guaranteed. They also know that you have escaped death several times. If you have three long and two short, they are not enough for ten lives to accompany the burial. ”

"Isn't that all right for me? Where is it as serious as you think? Too them, they don't want to play with me. ”

"The country has its own laws, and the family has its own rules. You are the lord of the county, they are your husbands, and if you do not serve you well, you should be punished."

"Don't fight, if you kill him, I won't forgive you." When the county lord saw his father fighting brutally, he unceremoniously took his anger out on the family's body, grabbed the family's stick and threw it to the ground, stepped on it twice, and felt unrelieved, so he kicked the stick aside.

The county lord's angry face fell on Shui Zhi's cold and undulating cold eyes, and the little hatred in the depths of the pupil was replaced by a ray of surprise. Yesterday I beat and bitten, and I wanted to tell the prince that he wanted him to die, and today the princess and princess want him to die, isn't it just her heart? Did you guess wrong? Or do you want to capture the prince and provoke a bigger fire and die a more miserable death?

Suddenly, a confused figure flashed in the deepest part of his heart, suddenly his breathing stagnated, his fingernails were tightly cut into the wooden bench, and he didn't know that the wood was inlaid into the nails and oozing blood, he lowered his head and said coldly, "Zhihan is not afraid of death." ”

Ziwei was furious, her eyes widened angrily, and she stomped her feet and scolded: "Shut up!" ”

Shui Zhihan was silent, lying motionless on the stool.

The anger accumulated in the eyes of the prince became bigger and bigger, and the majestic body was wrapped in a murderous aura: "Presumptuous, pull her away, execute!" ”

The stick was raised high and the execution began.