"Don't be under any illusions, your men won't be able to touch you. Tell me, who are you, and why didn't the ball hand you over to the prince?" Ding Li said indifferently.

Zhao Jiqiao's face was cold: "You don't need to know who I am." ”

Ding Li was speechless, this girl really thought that there were thousands of troops and horses outside to protect her, and she would dare to pose at any time.

"Of course I don't need to know, Lao Tzu will kill you with a knife, and you will die in vain. Ding Li sneered: "I thought I could use you as a bait to sacrifice the prince and get a chance to get close to him, but unfortunately, the ball has already informed you of Lao Tzu's plan, so you don't even have the qualifications to be a bait."

The loss of the ball is still thousands of miles to bring you back to Kyoto alive, it is really a waste of the kindness of the fat man, you faint honestly, listen to something you shouldn't hear, bad Lao Tzu is a good game of chess. Ding Li pointed at the scabbard with his fingers as he spoke, and Zhao Ji's face turned blue one by one.

Zhao Ji has been deluded by drugs too much recently, and her brain is really not clear enough, and when Ding Li mentioned this, she immediately remembered the words of the previous confrontation between Rollerball and Ding Li.

Since he knew that Ding Li wanted to kill the prince, Ding Li naturally would not give her another chance to see the prince, Zhao Ji began to break out in a cold sweat, and although she was insulted in the hands of the ball, she had no worries about her life. But this Ding Li in front of him, except for knowing that he had a grudge against the prince, the rest of his eyes were black.

How can I save my life?

Zhao Ji could only hope for the hatred between Ding Li and the prince again: "You don't need to know who I am, I have already said that if you want to kill the prince, I can help you." ”

"Can you help me?" Ding Li snorted coldly: "You can't even protect yourself, how can you help me?"

Zhao Ji squinted at Ding Li's fingers on the table and stopped tapping the scabbard, knowing that his words had worked, and continued to probe: "Since you know the ball, and you can still touch the place where the ball is hidden in me, you should know about the ball going down to the south of the Yangtze River." ”

Ding Li's eyes were blazing, and he didn't nod or deny it.

It seemed that Ding Li was in the know, Zhao Ji was relieved, and regained his glacial temperament: "Then do you know how many masters of the Criminal Department, how many imperial guards, and how many masters of the East Palace were used to snatch me down?"

Without waiting for Ding Li to speak, Zhao Ji smiled contemptuously, and the emperor's bearing rose suddenly: "Nearly half of the criminal arrest masters in Qingguo have a total of nine hundred special combat teams of the Criminal Department, one thousand fifteen hundred imperial guard feather cavalry, five hundred imperial guard mountain cavalry, and thirty-seven eunuch masters of the sixth rank of the East Palace. ”

"If they hadn't calculated too accurately and set up an ambush circle, they wouldn't have been able to get close to me with their small number of pawns. ”

Hearing this, Ding Li took a deep breath cooperatively, so deep that he almost coughed up and leaked his feet.

scolded in my heart, fortunately, Lao Tzu is also in Jiangnan, this girl has made the numbers bigger, could it be that this is the royal braggart?

"It's a pity that my thousands of soldiers who died in battle......" When Zhao Ji said this, she didn't have a look of regret at all, as if it was a glorious thing for her guards to die for her.

"The balls are the prince's man, and the prince regards me as a person who must be removed from the throat, so why don't you hand over this balls to me? I don't know about this, but I can guess a little bit, but even if I give him ten leopard galls, he won't dare to touch me at all. Zhao Ji was reluctant to say that the balls were coveting her beauty.

"What I said above, you can go to verify it first, see if I am bluffing, my subordinates are all over the Qingguo, not to mention tens of thousands, if you really have an enmity with the prince, you can enlighten me to kill the soldiers, and revenge for your personal revenge is also my heart's desire. ”

Zhao Ji casually drew a cake, just asking Ding Li to have contact with his subordinates.

Ding Li smiled and said with a little bitterness: "I don't need a certificate, I am the new commander of the Special Criminal Department......

It turns out that the master behind the scenes in the Jiangnan grove is you, your people are really ruthless, my good brother of the Criminal Department went to Jiangnan to fight, and sacrificed seven out of a hundred. ”

"Those who died are my good brothers who have changed their lives for many years......"

"It's all because of you. After saying this, Ding Li waved his hand, and the scabbard of the waist knife came out of the knife, shooting at Zhao Ji, nailing Zhao Ji's face into the blue brick wall behind him, and the splashed stone fragments scraped Zhao Ji's face with several blood marks.

Zhao Ji was frightened and froze and didn't dare to move.

Ding Li slowly stood up, approached Zhao Ji, stretched out his hand and bent the scabbard that was half inserted into the wall in an arc, and then as soon as he let go, the scabbard snapped back, slapped Zhao Ji's face, and knocked Zhao Ji to the ground.

Zhao Ji was like a delicate flower being held by everyone all day long, how could he have been injured, at this moment he was fanned by this scabbard half of his face was swollen, and the edge of his ear porch was as painful as a tear, and he couldn't help but sob.

At this moment, Ding Li didn't need to pretend, he was really angry, he didn't pity the jade at all, pulled Zhao Ji's hair and picked her up, let her lean against the wall, and said with a gloomy smile: "Lao Tzu never beats women, this scabbard is to fan you for the brothers of the special combat team." ”

"Will you hurt? Lao Tzu will be torn by your hob, and it won't hurt when your heart is drilled by your crossbow arrows? If you cry again, if you cry again, Lao Tzu will ruin your face and make your life worse than death. ”

The threat of disfigurement is much greater than the threat of taking your chastity from the ball, Zhao Ji immediately stopped speaking, gritted her teeth and endured the pain, leaning her side face against the wall, like a little lady who was about to be humiliated.

Ding Li looked at Zhao Ji's swollen right cheek, his closed eyes contained big tears, and inexplicably remembered his adoptive mother Embroidery Niang, who was bullied by the ruffians before, and swallowed the words of indignation that were about to be exported, sighed, turned back to the table and sat down, and muttered: "You hate, I hate even more, it's not us who kill and kill, it's not us Star Dou people who kill and kill, it's not Lao Tzu's group of good brothers who receive a monthly salary to support a large family, what did they do wrong?"

"The prince's words are dry, I want to fill the Chu River with my body, and the nobles raise their glasses and laugh. Knowing that you are just trying to use us to help you get rid of the prince, what is the difference between you and the prince?"

The more Ding Li spoke, the lower his voice became, and finally waved his hand weakly: "That's it, it's not interesting to be angry with you girl......

The small candle seedling didn't seem to be able to bear Ding Li's sorrows, and it was clearly extinguished, although Ding Li's waist and neck were still straight, but there was a lingering look on his face that he couldn't get rid of the identity of a chess piece, and he silently rubbed the blade with his fingers.

There was a moment of silence.

Zhao Ji slipped a few bean-sized tears before she opened her eyes and quietly looked at Ding Li.

Ding Li under the candlelight, the green silk was lowered, the eyebrows were deep, the lips were pursed, and the eyes were faintly beating with a small star of sorrowful candle seedlings.

What does that look like...... I don't know how many thousands of times more handsome than the balls that trembled their bellies day and night, and looked at the yin and smiling.

Zhao Ji exhaled a breath of turbidity, fortunately, the person who slapped himself in the face for the first time in his life is not ugly, otherwise he will not be able to live in the future.

Thinking of the cold dead fish eyes of the rolling ball, Zhao Ji's tears flowed down involuntarily.

In several eerie nights, the dead fat man appeared like a nightmare in his most vulnerable moments, intimidated and quietly left...... , but even so, he has never shed a single tear, and as a delicate deep palace Youlan, he has done much better than ordinary women.......

If an ordinary woman has been taken captive for so long, even if she does not collapse like mud, she will take the initiative to dedicate herself to beg for grace, and she has done a good job until tonight before she can hold back tears......

Zhao Ji didn't hide it anymore, let the tears rain down, groped her way back to the edge of the bed and sat down, she held on for so long, and at this moment she finally showed the weakness of a woman.

Women, no matter how tough they are, no matter how emperor's heart is, no matter how many people are above them, they are still women after all.

After Zhao Ji went through these days of blind running without knowing life and death, intimidation and interrogation, drug poison, and being unable to take a normal bath, change clothes, makeup, look in the mirror and other physical and mental torture, the perseverance that had been frozen on her face all the year round was finally shattered by Ding Li's scabbard, and she returned to the appearance of a weak woman I saw pitiful.

The last straw that she couldn't support in the end, and she refused to admit it when she said it, was actually the silhouette of Ding Li's hero under the last lamp.

Zhao Ji's psychological change, if you explain it to Lao Niu, is actually because the ball is ugly.

The balls are ugly, so women would rather be chaste and fierce women, and they don't want to show a trace of weakness of surrender by hanging themselves on the southeast branch.

And if it is replaced by a handsome person like Ding Li, who has the feelings of a hero at the end of the road, the woman will consciously recognize the situation: Anyway, he has been hijacked, and his life is in his hands, what else can he do? If it is some slut, maybe she will faint at the right time, hovering and falling to the ground and opening the door wide.

Well, these are the views of Lao Niu, and they have nothing to do with Ding Li, Ding Li definitely doesn't have these vulgar thoughts at the moment, he is trying to create a sad atmosphere under the small candlelight that the strong man will never return.