Chapter 327: Borrowing a sword
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A loud slap fell on Pingjun's face"...... Sanjiang Pavilion ( Book Free )
Zixuan didn't slap her, she hit her head and back, and used all her anger in the palm of her hand to reward Pingjun's little face: "You still have the face to cry?!" When you cry, someone will open your mouth and find a reason to excuse you, don't you think that as long as you cry, you will be fine? Pingjun didn't expect Zixuan to suddenly make a move on her, and she was beaten dizzy when she was caught off guard, but the anger and hatred in her heart couldn't be suppressed anymore: why did Zhu Zixuan beat her! She Pingjun is also a person who can do it, I really think that only she Zhu Zixuan can do it.
She stretched out her hand and grabbed Zixuan's face fiercely, because it was this face that she hated the most, especially no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't see that this face was stronger than her, so it made her even more annoyed. As soon as he stretched out his hand, of course, he wanted to destroy this face that was not out of his sรจ, and see if an ugly prince of Jin still insisted on marrying Zhu Zixuan.
Pingjun has always been most proud of not her face but her hands, a pair of small hands are as soft as bones is not surprising, none of the girls in the big families in the capital can do things, to say the least, half of them are soft and boneless: but her hands are as warm as jade, and the ten fingers are delicate and flawless.
Every day she uses her hands to work hard is not short, in order to make her hands more beautiful, she does not wear finger covers, but keeps long nails, every day someone for her to draw the pattern she wants on it, for the hands to add a lot.
Now the nails on the ten fingers are not only pleasing to the eye, but pointed, with a few traces of light, they run away to Zixuan's face.
The Empress Dowager was taken aback when Zixuan made a move, and then she felt a lot of unhappiness in her heart, because no one had ever dared to be so rude to her. didn't take her, the queen mother, in her eyes at all, she did whatever she wanted, and she didn't ask her.
Thinking of Zi Xuan's words of reprimand at her just now, and then look at Zi Xuan's slap in front of her face: Even if Ping Jun is at fault, it is up to her to deal with it, when is it the turn of a businesswoman to call the shots.
Just wanted to open her mouth to see half of Prince Jin's blood, but thinking that Shui Muxia's life and death were unknown, she hesitated again: at this time, she opened her mouth to obviously support Pingjun, and today's things obviously can't be good.
At this time, is it worth it to stand up for Pingjun again?
In the end, the Hei family and her are not so one-minded: now the Hei family is only using her, and she is just using the Hei family. ใ Free ใ
Zi Xuan ignored Pingjun's hand, stepped Pingjun's foot on the ground, looked at Pingjun's eyes and sneered: "Sister Qiqin calligraphy and painting is not as good as you, you are not as good as Sister Female Red Chef, and you are even worse than Sister Xianliang Shude: However, in terms of fighting skills, you are not worthy of lifting shoes for your sister." โ
"Dare to fight back?" She lifted her foot and stomped on Pingjun's face hard, and then before Pingjun grabbed her tui, she stomped heavily on her stomach.
Ping Jun's two cries of pain were almost stacked together, and his hands naturally hugged his stomach: "Zhu Zixuan, you don't have to die." Zixuan landed heavily on Pingjun's mouth and nose again, looking into her eyes: "Sister, today you must know that there is still the word justice in this world: no matter how pitiful you can be and how many tears you shed, you will have to pay the price for what you do." ใ๏ผ
After she finished speaking, she stepped on Pingjun's mouth and stomach several times in succession, and watched Pingjun shrink into a ball in pain and turn around to pick up the sword on the ground, only to find that the sword was missing.
Prince Jin looked at her and nodded: "Just fight." She just hasn't suffered hardships and learned lessons, so she will do things so carelessly, she will think that she is superior, and she will think that everyone who makes her unhappy should die. โ
Zixuan looked at the sword in Prince Jin's hand, and his face turned a little pale: "Lord, don't do stupid things."
What if she had a few of those truths? You must know that her parents have a greater responsibility, if they don't have the heart to cling, how can they have yesterday's resignation. โ
She was worried that Prince Jin would hurt herself again, and she would never want to see the scene of her broken arm a second time.
Prince Jin smiled, he actually laughed at this time: "Her Pingjun's idea is famous, her Ping's reputation is broken, and one of my arms is enough." โ
Pingjun had already climbed up: "Prince Jin, you are going to break your arm, not me who made you break it: the eldest prince of the Xiao family also ended up in life and death to save you~."
What does all this have to do with me? Zhu Zixuan, don't impose the crime on me, and every finger you put on me" Zixuan turned around and kicked her to the ground, because the force was too strong, Pingjun slid on the smooth ground for a distance and stopped at the feet of the crown princess.
The Empress Dowager was originally looking at Zixuan, and she was looking at Zixuan when Zixuan slapped Pingjun for the first time, but there was obvious annoyance in her eyes, because Zixuan scolded Pingjun's words, as if every word was scolding her.
Pingjun looked at the Empress Dowager and tears fell: "Niangniang, the folk girl really didn't think about hurting the prince, but, it's just that the words are a little too much, and the folk girl asks the mother for guilt." After speaking, she hugged the tui of the imperial concubine.
The Empress Dowager's hand was raised, and she almost pulled out the hairpin on her head and stabbed it into Pingjun's eyes, and she dared to say such a thing to her at this time: but she thought about it, closed her eyes, suppressed her hatred for Pingjun, and reached out to pull Pingjun up, and in an instant, she was already in tears.
"I don't blame you. It's that the palace shouldn't mention any family affairs, but let you and the emperor turn against each other, and let the emperor hurt himself. The arm is his own......" she said at this point, unable to speak any longer, and fell into her chair crying.
Ping Jun really didn't think that the imperial concubine would say such a thing, but after thinking about it, he understood that he came over and looked at Zixuan with a provocation in her eyes: she is the eldest daughter of the Ping family, how can she be an abandoning fu, evil fu,
Can a businesswoman be compared? Even now, Prince Jin's biological mother is better than Zhu Zixuan to her.
"It's not the Empress Dowager's fault." Pingjun cried and knelt down again: "It's Jun'er who is bad, it's Jun'er who is bad, Jun'er shouldn't say that, what the prince's order, what the matchmaker's words, Jun'er shouldn't say it, it's Jun'er's fault." "Can this be called confession? Zi Xuan was so angry that she took two steps over, grabbed Pingjun's hair and turned around and left, dragging her away from the crown princess: "What do you mean, everything is the prince's fault." She was angry after a slap in the face, and then smashed a fist into Pingjun's eyes before saying, "I'll hit you?" I'm telling you, I'm not just going to hit you! After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to Prince Jin: "Lord, borrow a sword." Prince Jin didn't give the sword to Zixuan, he went over and pulled Zixuan behind him: "Pingjun, this king no longer owes you anything for the matter of retiring from your family: However, this king also said just now that I am happy, and no one is allowed to bully her." โ
Pingjun looked at him with tears down his nose again, his body trembled and said: "How can I deceive ..............." Prince Jin didn't want to listen to her explanation, let alone want her to say sorry to Zixuan or something: he didn't like to talk too much, and naturally he didn't like others to say useless nonsense to him.
Therefore, he raised his sword after he finished speaking, but the speed of the slash was not fast, and the sword was too slow for his skill: however, the sword still fell on Pingjun's shoulder after she said four words.
When the Prince of Jin raised his sword, the Empress Dowager's face changed: "Stop!" She couldn't help but speak. Because if Ping Jun really has damage here, the person that the Ping family hates the most is not Prince Jin but her.
"Emperor, don't." The Empress Dowager also stood up in a panic and shouted anxiously.
When Prince Jin heard the words of the two ladies when the sword was cut down, he hurriedly looked up at the past, but the sword in his hand still fell on Pingjun's shoulder.
Zi Xuan looked at what Prince Jin was doing, and suddenly realized in his heart, it turned out that he was so slow with the sword that the two Niangniang spoke: It is impossible to stop, even if it is a few points faster, it is confirmed that the words of the two Niangniang still have an impact on him: But after he heard it, the momentum of the sword remained unchanged, that is, he said to the two Empress Dowagers that I would do it if I thought it was right.
No matter how slow Prince Jin's sword is, with his skills, even if he puts the sword on Pingjun's shoulder, he can easily cut off her arm: even if there is no sword, he thinks that one of Pingjun's arms is just a matter of stretching out his hand.
Therefore, the sword was in the eyes of everyone, and it slashed into Pingjun's shoulder in the frightened cries of everyone: but, instead of cutting off Pingjun's arm, it stopped slightly in Pingjun's arm, and then trembled slightly before it was violently exerted.
Pingjun was so frightened that she wanted to escape, and of course her feet moved, but the sword followed her unhurriedly, and there was no change because of her dodge: it was as if every step back was just an illusion in her mind, and in fact she was so frightened that she couldn't move at all.
The cold touch of her nose scared her into screaming as the sword landed on her shoulder, and almost immediately the cold entered her shoulder, and the pain rushed into her head and her eyes.
Such pain is something she has never experienced, and naturally she can't bear it, compared to the pain she has just received and the pain now, it seems like her parents caressing her.
Unable to care about any elegance anymore, she no longer remembered the rules she had learned since childhood, and for the first time in her life, she shouted regardless of her image: "It hurts me to death, help, help." It is also one of the few times in her life that she really cried, not for drama, not for plotting: tears are simply uncontrollable and have no beauty, and she is really crying now.
But, she was wrong, and when the sword slashed into her shoulder, she thought it hurt the most, but it wasn't. The sword stopped at her shoulder, and she didn't have time to think in pain, but felt it stop: and then, with a few more light trembles, she fainted to death in pain, and came back to life at that moment: the pain was not heart-rending.
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