"Daddy!"

At the last moment, Meng Changce flew out, hugged his father and fell to the side, hugging each other and rolling several times to avoid this crisis.

"Daddy! Are you okay! Looking at the abrasions on Hao's father's body, Meng Changce's eyes were red.

"What are you! How dare you spoil the good things of this princess! Princess Zhaoren flicked her whip and lashed at Meng Changce's back.

There was a snap, and a thick smell of rust suddenly filled the air.

"Son!"

"Young Master!"

"Hmph, you deserve it! Death to those who block this palace - this palace just rewarded you with a whip and didn't want your life, you should steal the fun! ”

A little girl inexplicably came to Zhongcui Palace to make trouble, Ping Nanbo and the little lord were inexplicably injured, Ping Nanbo was rough and thick, and there were only some abrasions on his body, but the little lord was really seriously injured.

The whip flung in, and I don't know how much effort it used, but it only whipped his back to the point that his skin was torn apart, and the blood flowed incessantly.

Concubine Xi's funeral is imminent, but his father and brother have suffered a catastrophe, which is not a good sign.

Zhong Cui Palace was so inexplicably chaotic.

"This palace doesn't have the heart to have a fight with you minions, what about Concubine Xi's body?"

Princess Zhaoren flew down from the roof, saw the coffin parked inside, and strode inside, staring at Hao Yu's body in front of her with vicious eyes.

What she wanted to do was clear.

When Princess Zhaoren heard in Cining Palace that her mother was evil because of the evil spirits in her body, at that moment, a cold person like Rao couldn't help but panic.

The source of her lawlessness and dominance in Beili is because of the unconditional doting of the Queen Mother.

If the Queen Mother dies, who else can she count on for the rest of her life? Do you count on her emperor's own brother?

……

If he can be good to her mother, he should already burn incense and worship the Buddha, thank God for his gratitude......

Thinking of this, Zhaoren clenched the long whip more and more.

Thinking that she is so filial piety, in order to save her mother, she is not afraid of difficulties and dangers, and personally confronts the evil, if this is spread, it will be a major event that can be famous in the history of thousands of years!

A few steps away, Hao Yu's coffin was in front of him, and Zhaoren gathered enough internal strength to shake open the lid of the coffin.

The people lying in it were dressed in court clothes, their buns were adorned with gold headdresses, their lips were bright, and their skin was like snow.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a dead man who died of exhaustion.

Zhaoren subconsciously reached out to probe her snort, "Is it really dead?" ”

Looking at the corpse of the dead man, Zhaoren grabbed the long whip in his hand, and his eyes that flashed with cold light were a little lacking in confidence.

Since she was a child, she has indeed done a lot of unruly things, but she really hasn't done murder and arson that touches the law.

After all, what she was in front of her was a dead person, and she couldn't help but panic, she was just a mortal, she couldn't cultivate the art of immortals and Taoism, how could she not be afraid of touching ghosts and gods?

But when I thought of the Taoist priest saying that the imperial brother had dragon qi to protect his body, he could avoid the queen mother's pain for a while, so he didn't panic so much.

She and the royal brother are the sons of the noble Beili royal family, and the royal brother has it, how do you know that she doesn't have it?

From childhood to adulthood, whether it is practicing martial arts or reading literature, she is not as good as the royal brother, he is just born as a man and got cheap.

If it really fights, it is not yet known who will kill the deer!

Even if she can't take her place in this life, she Sima Xianxian will be on the same level as Sima Ruohong in this life, this is a fact, there is no doubt about it!

Princess Zhaoren held the long whip, her eyes fell on the dancing incense candles, and said coldly: "Hao Yu, this palace has no intention of killing you, but you resentful spirit incarnate and come to ask for your life, affecting the fortunes of the country in Beili, causing chaos in the world, you can't stay!" ”

"Today, I simply set you on fire, so that you will burn your soul to ashes!"

With that, she suddenly struck, and the whip with the bell became faster and faster, and the originally crisp and pleasant voice became impatient and unbearable.

Smack-

Four burning candles slammed towards Hao Yu's body.

"No!" There was a terrible scream outside, and Hao Youqian struggled desperately, wanting to rush in and personally block the scorching pain of the fireworks for his daughter.

Princess Zhaoren's lips hooked up a smug smile, and the mockery in her eyes was fully displayed in front of people, waiting for Hao Yu's body to twist in the flames, and finally disappear into the firelight, never to be reborn.

She heard the words of the Taoist priest: "Such evil should be a person who has just died, and the ghost body has not yet been formed, as long as her body is burned, the queen mother's illness will be self-defeating." ”

She had a bloodthirsty smile, waiting for Hao Yu's body to turn into powder in front of her eyes.

However, at this moment, a bang and a strong wind hit her back, and she was shocked to find that the few fire candles that should have fallen into the coffin suddenly turned around, and the flames that should have fallen on Hao Yu suddenly exploded outward, completely enveloping her.

Zhaoren was wearing a swaggering fiery red dress, the skirt was made of fine silk brocade, and he went crazy when he touched the flames.

"Ah——!h

A shrill scream erupted in place with a deep shock that could not be ignored.

"Help! Help me!!! ”

The people in Zhong Cui Palace looked stupid......

What's going on?

The dignified emperor's sister, Princess Zhaoren, actually played with fire and set herself on fire in front of their master's mourning hall? Why, you want to go with her?!

"Get out of the way!" There was a sharp roar behind him, and everyone turned their heads to see Meng Dagongzi, who was wounded by a whiplash, carrying a bucket of water and rushing in with a pale face.

Seeing him like this, everyone made a way out of the way, and then silently stepped back, looking at the bucket with a surprised and disgusted expression.

"What's that...... Why do I look at this thing so familiar, it looks like a bucket for rinsing Gong buckets......"

Several people got together and exchanged heads.

"What, that's not a bucket for Chong Gong, that's a Gong bucket! I saw people in the next hall brushing their ...... this morning."

"Let me tell you, Na Rong promised to be a pervert, since yesterday, he has been eating bad things and has been straining, and he is half dead, and he still has the strength to command the palace people to scrub the Gong bucket spotlessly, so that Your Majesty can't smell the stench she once pulled!"

"Ahh The palace man showed a disgusted expression.

“…… Your Majesty has nothing to do, why should you smell whether she has pulled a thin ...... Hey, it's disgusting......"

It's disgusting enough.

In order to make the stool Gong bucket smell fragrant, the one in the next hall also specially used a rose bath for the Gong bucket.

It smells like.

Whoa—

The-scented-scented Gong water was poured on Princess Zhaoren's head.

They don't know if the emperor will Wen Rong agree to pull the thin gong bucket, but Princess Zhaoren smelled it for her brother, and rounded it up, even His Majesty also smelled it.

……

Alas, I don't know what kind of fetish this is.