Teng Yu looked at Qingji, who seemed to be sleeping deeply, and there was a faint sound of snoring, and couldn't help but clench the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

She has been waiting for this moment for a long time!

As the female official who holds the lamp next to Qingji, Teng Yu sometimes has to accompany Qingji to review and recital, staying up until midnight, or even until dawn.

Therefore, while Qingji was sleeping, Teng Yu couldn't kill with one blow and took Qingji's life!

Teng Yu, your father-killing enemy is close at hand! Kill him! Kill him!

Teng Yu hypnotized himself in his heart, stimulating his hatred for Qingji in his heart.

Immediately, Teng Yu put down the palace lamp in his hand and slowly leaned towards Qingji.

In her eyes, there was a flame called hatred, and it was murderous!

Go to hell!

The dagger that Teng Yu hid in his sleeve stabbed towards Qingji's neck.

"Uh......"

At this moment, Qing Ji suddenly groaned, and his eyes opened in a daze.

Teng Yu, who originally wanted to assassinate Qingji, was taken aback, his face was pale, and he immediately hid the dagger back in his sleeve and shrank back.

"The King's ......"

"Teng Yu, what are you?"

Looking at Teng Yu, who was close to him, Qingji was quite puzzled.

Teng Yu hurriedly lowered his head and explained: "The king, the slave maid is the right person to wipe the sweat of the king. ”

"Wiping sweat?"

Qingji touched his forehead, and there was indeed some sweat.

It was already the height of summer, the north was scorching, the south was sweltering, and even if he stayed in the palace, Qingji inevitably felt a burst of stuffiness.

"Yu'er, you have a heart."

Qingji glanced at Teng Yu meaningfully.

Teng Yu seemed to be seen through his thoughts, and hurriedly lowered his eyebrows and stepped aside.

Qingji didn't dwell on this issue, and picked up a piece of music to read again.

In the middle of the night, Teng Yu finally couldn't resist, his eyelids trembled, and the palace lamp in his hand fell to the floor.

She herself was leaning back against a pillar on one side and dozing off.

Seeing this, Qingji shook his head rather amusedly.

After all, I couldn't bear to watch Teng Yu, a little girl, stay up all night with Bingzhu, so she contracted the cold.

So, Qingji picked up Teng Yu and put him on the bed on one side.

"The King's ......"

On one side of the CRRC Fu made the rubber slip quite surprised.

Qingji just made a silent gesture, and then tiptoed out of the Zide Temple.

Jiao Slip glanced at Teng Yu lying on the bed in surprise, and then left with Qingji.

As everyone knows, after they left, Teng Yu, who had closed his eyes as if he was asleep, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the direction of Qingji's departure with extremely complicated eyes.

After so many days of getting along, Teng Yu basically understood Qingji's personality.

Qingji is indeed a generation of heroes, he may be more suitable than He Lu to become the king of Wu, lead the rise of Wu, and embark on the road to take-off!

If Teng Yu is for his own personal vendetta, and then abolishes the public for private purposes, and plots to kill Qingji, he will inevitably be spurned by the people.

However, if Teng Yu wants to forget her father's revenge and have no hatred for Qingji in her heart, she will never be able to do it!

……

Early the next morning.

Qingji is in a battle with six guards.

With one enemy and six, for Qingji, it is not a problem at all.

Even if the other party is a veteran who has been through a hundred battles and is one in a hundred!

"Bang!"

With a twist, Qingji picked up the spear in the hand of one of the guards, and then kicked it out.

The remaining guards all surrounded him, but Qingji was not afraid at all, brandished a spear in his hand, swept it away, and instantly hit the two guards.

The two guards couldn't help screaming in pain, and then flew out upside down.

"Bang bang!"

The rest of the guards were also knocked aside by Qingji with one person and one spear.

"King Shenwu! King Shenwu! ”

The onlookers all cheered for Qingji.

However, for Qingji, this is just a small skill of carving insects, not enough to worry about!

He is a person who has the courage of ten thousand people, and he must not waste his martial arts because of his usual diligence.

It is still necessary to exercise occasionally, sweat, and loosen your muscles and bones!

Qingji then walked down the square platform, took the towel handed by the waiter on one side, and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"Something is wrong, the king."

At this moment, the glue slip walked over step by step, and said with a solemn face.

"What?"

"I'm going to commit Zhuziyu, I escaped from prison last night."

Hearing this, Qingji's brows furrowed.

"What's going on?"

"According to the jailer's report, last night, Zhuziyu took advantage of the jailer's delivery of food to knock out the jailer and brazenly escape from prison. Now I don't know where to go! ”

"It's a big deal."

Qingji just smiled slightly, unimpressed.

Zhuziyu is indeed big enough, and he is also a master of art and bold!

If he doesn't escape from prison at this time, what awaits him today will be a different fate.

Zhuziyu, as a master of swordsmanship, also hates Qingji, which is more or less a scourge and a hidden danger for Qingji.

But, how big a wave can a mere Zhuzi fish make?

Don't worry!

"My lord, do you want to issue a notice of sea fishing and send someone to arrest Zhuzi fish?"

"No, I don't have to."

Qingji just waved his hand.

"Glue slippery, what can you find out about what the widow asked you to check before?"

"Back to the king, the minister has already verified."

Jiao Slip lowered his hand and said: "As expected by the king, Yu'er, the female official who holds the lamp, is indeed the young daughter of the rebel son, Teng Yu!" ”

"Some of the old people in the palace or the old slaves on the original Gongzi Guangfu can recognize Teng Yu. Teng Yu pretended to be in the name of Yu'er and tried every possible way to get close to the king, but he must have wanted to be unfavorable to the king. ”

"King, are you ......?"

The glue slip made a "click" gesture, and its meaning is self-evident.

In this regard, Qingji just said lightly: "No need." If Teng Yu can settle down a bit, the widow can not blame the past. ”

"The Great King is Rende!"

Jiao Slip couldn't help but praise.

The relationship between Qingji and Teng Yu can be described as a brother and sister. UU reads books

It's just that the age difference between the two is more than ten years, and when Qingji fled to defend the country, Teng Yu was still a little girl who had not dried up.

However, the eighteen changes of the female college!

Qingji did not recognize Teng Yu at this time for a while, but he couldn't stand the long-term relationship, so that Qingji could see some clues from it.

Qingji knew that Teng Yu's purpose was to assassinate the king and kill him, but before Teng Yu did this kind of thing, Qingji couldn't pretend not to know, and revealed it as if nothing happened.

"King, there is another matter, the minister doesn't know whether to talk about it or not."

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

Jiao Slip secretly glanced at Qingji, and then said in a low voice: "When the minister was interrogating some old people in the Guangfu of the original rebel son, he accidentally learned a big secret. Teng Yu is not the biological daughter of Gongzi Guang, but the orphan of Gongzi Guang who raised his deceased best friend in his early years......"

"Got it."

Teng Yu is not Lu Lu's biological daughter?

For this matter, Qingji naturally knows.

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