The prime minister was unwilling, but he still took out a seal from his arms, handed it to his entourage, and said in a low voice: "Go to the palace and ask for a holy decree." ”

"Yes."

Almost at the same time, Mu Xiaoxu invited the beggar from the ground.

She saluted respectfully and asked, "I helped you, are you willing to repay me in the future?" ”

"As long as it doesn't go against its heart, the grass people are willing."

"Good."

I really didn't see the wrong person.

Yichun Courtyard, on the third floor of the attic.

Leng Sichen stood with his hands in his hands, accompanied by a beautiful woman who could not be distinguished, that was Chun Gongzi.

Chun Gongzi smiled: "You princess is really good." ”

"Nature." The regent is a little tsundere.

Chun Gongzi said again: "But your princess wants to kill me, what do you say?" ”

"Then you just wait to die." He put down these words and walked away directly.

Chun Gongzi was speechless, and said with a self-deprecating wry smile: "I know that you will never forget her for several lifetimes, but so do I." ”

Outside Yichun Courtyard, everyone waited for more than half an hour, but they didn't see any will coming out of the palace.

King Zhao laughed and said, "Let a beggar be the prime minister of the Northern Underworld, hahaha...... Mu Xiaoxu, is there something wrong with your brain? Do you want this king to invite Lang Zhong to show you? ”

The weasel followed with a sneer, "Lord Wang, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may be too poor, so he delayed the course of the disease, and now I am afraid that he is terminally ill and there is no cure." ”

"Hahaha...... There is no cure for it, but this king is going to pry your head open and see if it is stuffed with straw. ”

The bet just now was that if she won, King Zhao would kneel on the ground and bark three times.

If she loses, she will be punished by the turtle bastard.

King Zhao drew his sword and was about to slash her head.

And just at the last moment, the beggar opened his arms and blocked in front of the sword, "This is the North Underworld, if the prince wants to kill, he must also see his identity!" ”

In the North Hell, innocents are killed indiscriminately, and the victim is still the prince of a country.

Whether favored or not, it may cause war between the two countries.

King Zhao slapped the emaciated beggar away, raised his sword again, and stabbed it out hard.

"Your Highness, be careful!" The beggar protected her with one arm.

And he himself was wounded.

There was not much blood shed, but there were traces of rust on the sword, which was probably caused by King Zhao not using this thing for a long time.

Mu Xiaoxu hurriedly squatted down, took out a tetanus needle from the space, and injected it into the beggar's body.

At the same time, he skillfully stopped her bleeding.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, you don't have to care so much about the grass people." The beggar's dark eyes drooped slightly, and there was more guilt than gratitude on his face.

Mu Xiaoxu smiled lightly, "Who sent you?" ”

"I ......," the beggar was shocked.

She told him to sit against the wall, "You don't have a wife, you don't have children, and someone made you write this on purpose, right?" ”

"You...... How do you ...... How do you know? ”

Not only was the beggar himself stunned, but the other passers-by who heard their conversation were also confused.

A beggar is a beggar, unless the prince of this wind country has some magical ability, how can he be so clear about the other party through a few short exchanges?

"First, if you really come here to beg, you shouldn't come to Yichun Courtyard, because no one who comes here to look for flowers and willows will pay attention to a beggar.

Second, your old clothes smell of sandalwood, and even a poor person can't afford to use such a precious spice.

Thirdly, and most crucially, you say that your wife is pregnant and seriously ill, which is contradictory! The fetus cannot survive in the sick body for a long time, and it is either born prematurely or dies young, and survival of the fittest is so ruthless. ”

With these three points in mind, she can come to the final conclusion.

After the analysis, there was immediately a burst of applause.

Many people praised her for her smart mind and knowing how to read people and things.

King Zhao saw that Mu Xiaoxu actually stepped on himself to win the limelight.

He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Even if this beggar is fake, so what? You have lost the bet, and you must be left to the king's disposal. ”

"King Zhao, as long as I am alive, you will never be allowed to be rude to the prince!"

The beggar who had bandaged his arm stood up again and stood in front of Mu Xiaoxu.

Where did King Zhao have the patience to continue grinding with them, he simply raised his sword and killed the two of them together.

Correct!

"The holy decree arrives ......," a eunuch came on a fast horse.

He held the bright yellow holy decree in both hands and read it out: "The grass people Wang Mian is rich in five cars, has a strong heart, can be a model, and is specially canonized as the left prime minister and is in charge of military affairs!" ”

"Grass people, thank you, Lord Longen."

Wang Mian was also stupid.

He held the heavy decree in his hand, and it was like a dream.

"If I'm not mistaken, you were sent by my family's Xiao Leng Leng, just right, I believe in him, and I can trust you."

Leng Sichen would send someone over in this way, which should be hinting at her doing so.

It's really a one-day husband and wife, and they have already tacitly understood to this extent.

Wang Mian was shocked, he knelt on the ground and bowed to Mu Xiaoxu.

Immediately, she looked at King Zhao who was petrified with a smile, "King Zhao, it's your turn." ”

"Ben...... This king is His Royal Highness the Prince of Liuguo, Mu Xiaoxu, you ...... If you dare to let this king kneel down and bark at the dog, aren't you afraid of offending Liu Guo? ”

Ha! This is trying to cheat!

Mu Xiaoxu kicked over and kicked directly on King Zhao's knee.

As soon as he was in pain, his legs went limp.

Kneel.

"Call it, it's good, if it's too ugly, Prince Ben will have nightmares at night." She was so sneering.

Success or defeat, this is the fate of the loser!

King Zhao stiffened his neck and refused to scream.

Mu Xiaoxu took out a fire talisman, put it on his forehead, crooked his neck and asked with a smile, "Does King Zhao want to barbecue himself?" ”

"Mu Xiaoxu, this king is ......"

Syllable!

A mouthful of slap directly slapped on the stinky mouth of King Zhao who was talking nonsense.

"From now on, as long as you don't scream, Prince Ben will keep beating until you are willing to call."

She did what she said, and with both hands, she directly smashed King Zhao's mouth.

And his advisers are now cowering aside, for fear that they will be involved......

"Don't ...... Stop fighting, Ben...... This king is called, this king is not good! ”

King Zhao couldn't stand it anymore, he finally lay at Mu Xiaoxu's feet, and screamed three times.

She bowed her head with satisfaction, and touched his dog's head again, "What a good dog, okay, this prince is going to go in to watch the show, you can get out." ”

As soon as he mentioned watching the play, King Zhao, who had just been taught a lesson, began to move again.

He motioned to the waste strategists to block the perimeter of the team, and said, "This king is afraid that someone will cut the line, so he takes the initiative to supervise everyone." ”

And actually......

"Oh, this queue is so long, but the tickets for Prince Chun are limited, and I'm afraid you won't be able to buy it, prince."