364. Choice, flowers and leaves do not meet

"Uh!" Zhang Cuihua was stunned, she didn't expect Prince Fu Cheng to talk to her, the dull Gu Junjie was even more dumbfounded, Zhang Cuihua looked at Gu Junjie beside her with a blank face, and then took a deep breath, pretended to kowtow calmly, and replied softly, "Yes! It's a slave!"

Although her voice was very soft and a little trembling, it already showed that she was still very scared and nervous, but even so, her tone revealed a charm that was neither humble nor arrogant, and it seemed that she had already made up her mind to die!

The eyes of the people in the sedan car moved slightly, and there seemed to be a touch of appreciation in their eyes, but it was only a flash, as if it was just an illusion!

The person in the sedan car closed his eyes again, and continued to play with the crystal clear jade in his hand, and said unhurriedly

"This king can intercede with the emperor and pardon your sins of exile. ”

Zhang Cuihua was shocked, raised her head sharply, looked at the sedan curtain in front of her in disbelief, and kowtowed desperately with joy, "Really...... Slave and maid thank the prince......"

"Don't be too happy!" the man in the sedan chair interrupted her ruthlessly and said coldly, "The premise is that you have to agree to this king's condition!"

The gloomy voice without a trace of emotion in it, heard in the human ear, as if it came from the bottom, dull and dull into the human body!

Zhang Cuihua was stunned, inexplicably having an ominous feeling, and she said uneasily, "Wang...... What does the prince want the slave to promise?"

A sinister sneer appeared on the lips of the person in the sedan chair, and he took out a dagger inlaid with sapphires from his arms, and then gently stroked the dagger sheath engraved with strange patterns, as if muttering to himself, as if he was talking to others, "Five years ago, this king was ordered to exterminate the barbarians who came to the nest, and got a dagger handed down from ancient times from the beheaded barbarian leader, and this king liked it very much, so he will always carry it with him......! "Hey!" the man in the sedan seemed to sigh lightly, and then seemed to chuckle, and continued, "but this is a spiritual dagger, and it must drink blood once every seven days, or else it will ...... Otherwise...... It seems like it's exactly seven days ago!"

Prince Fu Cheng chattered and said, the tone seemed to be chatting with others, but his inexplicable words made everyone really a little confused!

Only the man on horseback smiled faintly......

No matter how calm Zhang Cuihua is, she can't stand such a scene, no matter how she says she is just a maid, being able to see a powerful figure like Prince Fu Cheng is already "cultivating virtue for several lifetimes" for her, she is not so nervous that she faints, it is already very good, where is there extra energy to think about others!

At this moment, she didn't understand at all, she kowtowed blankly, and asked softly, "What ......does the prince mean?"

Before the voice fell, she felt a black shadow in front of her, Zhang Cuihua only felt a sinking in her arms, instinctively reached out to catch the thing that flew into her arms, looked down, and held a dagger carved with many strange patterns in her hand, the blue gem inlaid on the dagger emitted a faint blue light under the scorching sun, the blue light was very soft, and the halo was very small, but it was enough to wrap the dagger handle of the entire dagger!

Zhang Cuihua screamed as if she had obtained a hot hand! Instinctively wanted to throw away the sharp weapon that suddenly flew into her hand, but a certain nerve was still soberly reminding her: This is the dagger of Prince Fu Cheng, and if she throws it to the ground, it is disrespectful to Lord Fu Cheng, and it is going to be beheaded!

She had just returned from the ghost gate, and she couldn't go through the fear that came from all directions and the overwhelming feeling of helplessness!

Zhang Cuihua trembled and held the dagger, her hands trembled very much, the dagger also beat gently in her palm, that look, as if a child who was about to eat candy, the blue light also began to flicker, it seemed to have smelled the delicious taste of blood, and it jumped and was ready to move......

"Wang ...... The prince ...... "Zhang Cuihua finally realized something, and pleaded with tears!"

The person in the sedan chair didn't talk nonsense anymore, his tone seemed to be colder, and he said bluntly, "Go ahead, as long as you let it drink enough Gu Junjie's blood, this king will go to the emperor to intercede and save you from the crime of exile!"

"Woo~~~" Zhang Cuihua finally broke down and cried, looked at Gu Junjie who was sluggish beside her with teary eyes, turned around and held the dagger high, kowtowed desperately, and said while kowtowing, "Lord, please spare the slave and maid!

"Go!" the person in the sedan suddenly shouted angrily!

The shout seemed to be full of anger, and even the horse next to the sedan was frightened and neighed, and began to shake uneasily, and the man on the horse hurriedly pulled the reins and patted the horse's neck gently, and the horse began to gradually quiet!

Zhang Cuihua was even more frightened, her whole body trembled, the dagger in her hand almost fell to the ground, and her crying stopped suddenly!

Gu Junjie, who was unresponsive, came back to his senses in this angry shout, he looked at the textured sedan curtain a little stupidly, and then looked at Zhang Cuihua, who was already stunned beside him, his eyes blinked several times, and finally understood what was going on!

He gently shook Zhang Cuihua who was stunned in distress, Zhang Cuihua was suddenly pulled by someone, and he was startled, looking up at the man in front of him with a concerned face, Zhang Cuihua's expression became complicated, and her lips trembled several times, but in the end she didn't say anything, just silently shed tears......

Gu Junjie began to panic when he saw Zhang Cuihua's tears, and while clumsily pulling his already dirty cuffs to wipe the tears on Zhang Cuihua's face, he comforted softly in his mouth, "Cui'er, don't cry, I'm here!

The onlookers couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so they turned their heads away, and many girls and aunts had already wiped their tears......

When Zhang Cuihua heard Gu Junjie say this, she cried even more!

Gu Junjie saw Zhang Cuihua's tears welling up, and he was a little overwhelmed and simply wiped them directly with his fat hands, but no matter how he wiped them, the tears seemed to never be wiped away......

The supervisor finally couldn't stand it, walked to the sedan chair and knelt down, hugged his fists and said, "Lord, Weichen knows that there is no place to talk here! But Weichen has to beg for them at the risk of death today! Prince, please forgive them and let them go! Prince, please spare them! The prince begs you to be gracious! The prince begs you to be gracious!"