“……”

Ding Bao's heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to have a bag of melon seeds.

What's going on with this man?

"Allah is faith, you are a partner, and there is no conflict between the two of you."

Whatever you choose, I want it.

Si Yin shook his head.

"I used to hate religious people the most, because their beliefs were associated with an ethereal thing, which would degrade our country, threaten the rule of the monarch, and unfortunately, my future wife was a Catholic."

Ding Bao looked at his eyes calmly, his heart was calm, and there was no wave in his eyes.

"This is my faith, it is the power that invisibly urges me, I am sorry that my Allah has challenged your power, but the believers will not let the country fall, if you are not willing to marry a believer, I can leave the palace at any time."

Si Yin's face was strained, and the resentment in his heart was stronger than the pony betraying him.

"What has Allah given you?"

"The power to never give up in the face of difficulties."

"I can help you with everything."

Seeing that she and Si Yin's chat couldn't continue, Ding Bao got up.

"Your Highness, my prayer time has come, and you continue to rest."

Ding Bao prayed every week.

Although that Allah is not a coin in the sewer to her, she has to do the trick completely, and the weekly prayer Ding Bao will be truthful, facing the portrait bought by ten copper plates, and then start to have a dream of 100 million.

No matter what Si Yin's expression was now, Ding Bao turned around and left after saluting.

"Si Yin's expression is a little terrifying now, don't you coax?"

It can be seen that as long as Ding Bao is obedient, this prince is still very easy to deal with.

Ding Bao didn't listen to what Bazahei was saying at all, and raised his feet to enter the house and close the door and lie down in one go.

The next day, Ding Bao was awakened by a high-pitched horse roar.

She had always slept well and was rarely disturbed by the outside environment, but this time she was shocked and bounced straight out of bed, and her eyes were still sleepy and hazy.

Looking out the window, the sunlight had not yet passed through the rose vines, and the room was a little dim, but the sound of horses outside was continuing, with a little sharpness, which made people panic.

Ding Bao turned over and got out of bed and walked to the balcony to look out, the horse shed was not far away, and it was tall and magnanimous, and it was luxurious for people to live in.

In the past, there would be a special servant leading the pony to walk around the bend, but now the pony was tethered to the trunk of the banyan tree downstairs, and in front of it stood a soldier with a knife, the edge of which was facing the pony's neck.

Looking at this scene, Ding Bao's expression was indifferent, she put on her clothes and turned around and went downstairs.

Under the banyan tree, there were already many people watching the excitement on the side, and when they saw Ding Baolai, the servants came over to salute and say hello.

"What's going on? Why is it tethered here? ”

The reins around the pony's neck were tightly fastened, leaving a bright red mark on its white fur, which looked like it was the result of the struggle.

When did the pampered pony receive such treatment, it has always been docile and struggled, and its hind legs are still kicking and jumping, looking extremely irritable.

A maid stepped forward and replied.

"This morning the second princess came to see the pony, and untied the reins without permission to take it out for a walk, after coming back, the pony kept banging his head against the door and wanted to go out, alarming His Highness, His Highness stepped forward just to appease, the pony actually kicked His Highness, His Highness was in a wheelchair, and the kick just kicked in the heart of His Highness. When the queen learned of this, she ordered the pony to be executed. I'm preparing to be executed now. ”

Ding Bao knew what Lailong was passing by, looked at the pony in front of him and frowned and asked.

"What did the prince say?"

"Your Highness only said one word."

"What?"

The servant's voice was lowered with a hint of awe.

"Your Highness said that disobedient brutes deserve to die."

Ding Bao's face turned pale in an instant, and her steps staggered on her hind legs, but fortunately, the maid on the side hurriedly supported her.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Where is Your Highness now?"

"Now I should be with the queen, in the back garden."

Ding Bao heard this, turned to look at the little pony not far away, it seemed to anticipate his fate, and let out a neighing sound that had never been seen before, which made people feel unbearable to listen to it, and all the servants turned their heads silently, not wanting to see the bloody scene.

"Sister Bao."

An'er, who was standing on the side, came over at some point, gently grabbed Ding Bao's sleeve, and begged her in a choked voice.

"Please save it, please, it's really well-behaved in normal times, it must be an accident today, it's too cruel to be executed directly, please, please."

These two days of care made An'er also like this docile and beautiful pony, and now it is about to be brutally killed, An'er of course can't bear it, she is about to cry, shaking Ding Bao's arm, praying for the last hope.

Ding Bao was also full of distress on his face, and raised his foot to stop it.

"Slow down."

When the soldier saw that it was Ding Bao, he didn't do it immediately, and his voice was full of business.

"This is the Queen's order, and no one is to disobey it!"

"Give me some time, I'll go talk to the prince, I'll take care of what happened."

When the soldier heard her say this, he hesitantly put down the knife in his hand.

As soon as the knife on this side was put down, the little pony that had been neighing suddenly quieted down, and a pair of dark and bright eyes stared at Ding Bao quietly, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of wet moisture.

Ding Bao looked at it, stepped forward and gently touched the pony's head, and whispered.

"You little brute, don't think that staring at me and crying will make me soften."

The pony still looked at her quietly, then lowered his head and gently rubbed Dingbao's palm with his moist, soft nose.

A vigorous heat poured into the palm of her hand, Ding Bao, who had always been indifferent and numb, frowned, she realized that something was wrong, and the faint softness and sourness in her heart clearly told her.

Ding Bao, you are soft-hearted.

Silently withdrawing his hand, Ding Bao stopped looking at the pony's eyes, turned around and left.

An'er looked at her with tears in her eyes and continued to pray silently.

Ding Bao didn't give her a response, and walked to the back garden without looking back.

It's a place of full moon and roses, and a silvery pavilion stands in a field of colorful tulips.

From a distance, Si Yin's back was straight and straight, and the queen sitting next to him was leaning sideways to accommodate Si Yin, with a smile on her face.

Ding Bao stood at the edge of the flower field and pretended to hesitate for a while, then walked in with his feet raised, stood under the pavilion and bowed.

"Your Highness, Queen, is well."

The queen, who heard the movement, glanced back, and the next second she sat up straight, restrained the smile on her face, and her voice was steady and cold.