Jiale didn't understand: "But, Childe, this wound ......"

Song Beibei stabbed the palm of his hand with a dagger, but he didn't pull it out immediately after the tip of the knife stabbed it, so he just pressed it to Jiale to see.

"Don't be afraid, this is a new toy made for me by my third sister-in-law, and the tip of the knife can be put in."

Jiale took a closer look, and it turned out that the dagger was divided into two halves, and as soon as it touched something, the tip of the knife would shrink inside, and then the liquid inside would flow out.

"It's so ingenious, I thought it was blood! The wound is also very much like a real ......" Jiale touched the red liquid on Song Beibei's hand, but found that he couldn't wipe it off, "Childe, can't this blood stain be wiped off?" ”

Song Beibei nodded: "Well, this dye is special, not to mention that you wipe it with your hands, even if you wash it with water, you can't wash it off, you have to use oil to wipe it off." And my third sister-in-law strives to restore everything she does, this dye is made by her according to real blood, viscosity, color, everything is similar to real blood, and anyone who sees it is confused. ”

Although Jiale has not been in contact with Gong Yi Jin, he is now also in the ground for the five bodies that Gong Yi Jin admires.

"The slave maid heard that there was a sect called the Immortal Weapon Gate in ancient times, and he would make this kind of breathtaking instrument, and the slave maid can be regarded as seeing it today."

Song Beibei said with a smile: "If my third sister-in-law is free, I will also ask her to open a fairy gate." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared outside the curtain, the figure did not open the curtain, but stood outside the curtain, and said respectfully: "Song Jieyuan, Princess Mingzhu has heard your name for a long time, and I hope that Xie Yuan can write a poem with the title of today's scenery, I wonder if Song Jieyuan can appreciate his face?" ”

Isn't this the time to work? Song Beibei immediately replied: "Princess Mingzhu is so favored in the next place, I will definitely not disappoint Princess Mingzhu in the next, please wait for a while." ”

"Yes."

Jiale took out the silk handkerchief on his body, wrapped Song Beibei's hand, and began to polish the ink for her again.

Song Beibei picked up the pen with his left hand and wrote a poem: "One leaf after another, the red leaves are like drunk, I have clear bones and do not bloom, but I am still suffering from bees and butterflies." ”

After writing, Jiale sent the paper out to the man at the door.

The man took the poem with both hands and walked away.

Jiale watched the man go away, and saw that he was indeed heading in the direction of the pavilion where Princess Mingzhu was.

Jiale breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and said, "The slave is really afraid that this person was sent by Yang Xun'er to deceive Gongzi Mobao." ”

"No, if Princess Mingzhu doesn't come, forget it, she really came, Yang Xun'er wouldn't dare to do bad things in her name in front of her."

……

Princess Mingzhu's guards held the poem outside the pavilion, and a maidservant girl came out to take the poem in his hand: "Just give it to me." ”

The man answered, and handed her the poem.

The maid's eyes flashed with a dark light, and the moment she turned around, she suddenly took out another rolled piece of paper from her sleeve, and quickly rolled up the original piece of paper, and before entering the pavilion, she hid the piece of paper on which Song Beibei wrote poems into her sleeve.

She moved so quickly that she kept her body in the way, and no one noticed that she had replaced the poem without even knowing it.

Inside the curtain, Yang Xun'er and Princess Mingzhu sat opposite each other.

Yang Xun'er looked back at the maid who came in, and saw that the maid bowed her head slightly, and knew in her heart that the matter was done.

She turned around and said to Princess Mingzhu with a smile: "Long live the first time that Lord Wanzai appreciates a talented man so much, and only came to Beijing, not only the imperial mansion, but also many servants in the palace to serve them, this Song Xie Yuan is a jealous genius in Beijing." ”

Princess Mingzhu nodded, but there was not much expectation in her eyes: "Yes, but this palace heard that this Song Beifeng is the younger brother of the Song family's brothers, and the royal brother is generally for the sake of his elder brothers, so he attaches great importance to him a lot. ”

Yang Xun'er looked at the paper in the handmaiden's hand: "I, like the princess, have always admired the talent the most, the princess, look at what poems Song Jieyuan, the first genius in the south of the Yangtze River, wrote, and know if he has real talent and learning." ”

After speaking, the maid took the initiative to send the paper in her hand to Princess Mingzhu and withdrew.

Princess Mingzhu spread out the paper and looked at the poem on it.

Every time she read a word, her face turned white.

By the time she read the whole poem, her face was bloodless!

Yang Xun'er finally stopped the smile on the corner of her mouth, and pretended to be curious and asked, "Princess Mingzhu, what kind of poem did this Song Xie Yuan write?" ”

Seeing that Princess Mingzhu didn't answer, she simply leaned over to look.

It reads: Zhen Yu is full of fat body, and he is smeared with fat and powdered fat pig makeup. In my dreams, I thought about the talent, but I didn't know where to find a good solution.

"Oh my God! This Song Xie Yuan is so rude that he actually mocked Princess Mingzhu, you ......"

Yang Xun'er was halfway through her words, and hurriedly covered her mouth in fear, observing Princess Mingzhu's reaction.

She was absolutely angry at this time, and the fat on her face was trembling constantly, because her face was puffed up, and the original three layers of chin were flattened by one layer, leaving two layers.

Yang Xun'er looked down further, because Princess Mingzhu's breathing was too heavy, the straps around her waist were almost torn off by her, and Yang Xun'er was really worried about this frenulum.

That's right, Princess Pearl is a big fat man.

There is a reason why she is so fat.

Because her biggest hobby in life is eating.

She was not so fat in the early years, and later, after the emperor ascended the throne, he was endlessly gracious to this sister and collected the world's delicacies for her. Princess Mingzhu eats and eats every day...... And then I grew so fat, and I couldn't lose weight anymore.

Other princesses either went out to make peace at a young age, or married the son of the minister of the humerus in the court to consolidate the royal status, but Princess Mingzhu was too fat, and the children of the big family avoided her, and the foreign royal families didn't want her.

Princess Mingzhu has also experienced many painful blows because of her fatness.

Once the emperor issued a holy decree to force a child of a family to marry Princess Mingzhu, the child of the family hanged himself that night, but fortunately he was saved in time, and finally the emperor had to give up the forced marriage.

Since then, Princess Mingzhu has been collecting good remedies for weight loss all over the world, but any prescription is useless to her, she can't resist the temptation of food, and she has gained weight unabated.

Now she is twenty-two, and she still can't get married, and she has become one of the most hated women in Beijing.

She hated others to say that she was fat the most in her life, and as long as someone said it, she would arrest that person and take her back to the princess's mansion to torture.

The specific torture is unknown to the outside world, but it is said that none of them can come out of the princess's mansion in a good manner.

The poem that is now sent to her is a straightforward point to her that she is fat, she is still like a pig with makeup, and she dreams of being a talented person every day, and she can't find a cure all day long...... almost said the most disgusting things to Princess Mingzhu.

"Bring Song Beifeng to this princess!" Princess Mingzhu suddenly roared, and the maple leaves all over the mountain were shaken three times.