C95

95 - Broke his dog leg

"Cheating, 1,265 pieces!? We have more guests than you guys, but who are you? Qing Yao did not dare believe it, seeing She Yi's complacent look, she wanted to slap him in the face.

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Qing Yao had already impatiently interrupted him. She frowned and said: "Who said I would go back on my words?

When he finished speaking, he was already regretting it a little. Qing Yao blinked his eyes and raised his little neck, unwilling to admit defeat.

"Good!" Cheers! On the twelfth of the seventh month, you came to my He family of your own accord. " He Yi had a wretched smile on his face.

Yun Qin found it strange, yesterday they had only made a bet, both of them had to fulfill all the unreasonable demands, why did they want Qing Yao to go to the He family?

Pulling Qing Yao over, Yun Qin asked in a low voice: "What bet did you make with him?"

"If he loses, he can go dance on the streets in female attire. If I lose, I'll accompany him for the night …" I thought we wouldn't lose … " Qing Yao's voice became softer and softer in the end, as she lowered her head, thinking that she was done for.

Throwing out a string of threatening words, He Yi turned around angrily and left.

Qing Yao was driven mad. She scratched her head and asked for Yun Qin's help pitifully: "What should I do now?"

Yun Qin glared at her: "Reckless."

Yun Qin suggested, "Now, you either don't go, or you tell Wen Le and see what he can do. In any case, no matter how heavy He Yi's guts are, he wouldn't dare to directly provoke Prince Mansion."

When Qing Yao heard this, she instantly thought of a matter from ten years ago — — Wen Le becoming angry.

She purposely destroyed Wen Le's specially concocted medicine, causing Wen Le to be so angry that he used a pair of scissors to cut off the hair on her forehead in a mess.

Qing Yao took a deep breath. Ever since she had married Wen Le, he had treated her better and more tyrannically than before, if she were to know that she had agreed to such unreasonable demands from other men, he was afraid that she would lose half her life.

Grabbing Yun Qin's hand, she took a deep breath and pulled Yun Qin along as she shook him, "Save me, Little Qin Qin. Wen Le will kill me!"

"It can't be. We have to be honest, be lenient and resist. Let's go back and discuss how we're going to deal with this later." Yun Qin said.

At the moment, he could only accept his fate. Qing Yao could only nod in agreement, her expression like that of a fish on the verge of death.

All the way until Silk Cloth Pavilion closed for the night, then sat on the carriage and returned to Prince Mansion.

Qing Yao sat in the courtyard and refined medicine. Qing Yao was a little afraid at the moment, so Yun Qin dragged her in front of Wen Le, indicating him to speak.

Wen Le lowered his head, seeing a figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, he impatiently waved his hand: "Make way."

"Make way!"

"Let …"

He looked at Qing Yao. "What's wrong?"

"We... We have something to tell you. " Qing Yao stammered.

"What is it?" Wen Le looked at him suspiciously. Qing Yao rarely revealed this kind of expression to him, and things went wrong … His eyes fell on them without blinking. "Speak."

"Ahem, actually, it's not a big deal." Qing Yao shook her hands, and with a "It's hot in the sky, I'm fanning myself" movement, a phrase flowed down her neck like a pearl, "He Yi Chen and I made a bet, He Yi Chen is the little person who opened the shop opposite the Silk Cloth Pavilion."

"What did you bet?" Wen Le unhurriedly asked as he fiddled with the charcoal in the furnace.

Qing Yao glanced at Yun Qin, gritted her teeth, and said: "He lost, and went to dance on the streets disguised as a woman, and I lost … I lost and spent the night with him! "

Wen Le raised his head again, his gaze already as cold as frost. Even Yun Qin, who was at the side, felt that the coldness had affected her, and rubbed his cold arms.

Wen Le slowly spat out a few words: "You lost?" His gaze was as thick as ink, causing others to be unable to explain themselves.

Qing Yao nodded and carefully looked at him.

Wen Le jumped up from the small stool, threw away the spoon in his hand and glared at Qing Yao with anger: "Are you a pig? You're a married woman, yet you dared to agree to this sort of bet. Did you not put your father in your heart? "

She lowered her head and said weakly, "I thought I would win."

"You!" Wen Le walked around the courtyard in anger.

Yun Qin coughed and was about to say something, but she was suddenly stared at by Wen Le with a warning look. "Shut up!"

After he finished, he mumbled to himself angrily, "I broke his dog legs! "How dare you covet your father's woman. Your life is too long, hm …"

Wen Le had not even finished speaking when he had been forcibly covered his mouth with Qing Yao's hand. Yun Qin ordered him with his waist: "Shut up. Listen to me. The most important thing right now is not getting angry, but to think of a way to take care of He Chen and He Chen!"

Wen Le struggled to let go of himself as he replied in a "Wu Wu" voice. He kept giving Yun Qin meaningful glances, and told Qing Yao to let go of him.

"Your father will break his legs!" Wen Le gasped.

"Do you like life in prison?" Yun Qin blinked her eyes.

Wen Le rubbed his nose. No matter what, he was still the emperor's personal "Carefree Godly Doctor".

"Then tell me, what should we do?"

I, Yun Qin, held onto my chin and thought about it. She had seen many of these kinds of scenes on TV, and looked at Wen Le meaningfully. With my thin body, compared to a woman's body, it's not much different.

Wen Le winked at Wen Le and scratched his arm. Somehow, he seemed to be laughing maliciously: "What do you mean? "You want me to serve He Yi Chen?"

"Otherwise? You want to see Qing Yao send herself to her death? "

Yun Qin saw that he had misunderstood and explained, "I didn't mean it that way, I meant …"

Having Qing Yao and Wen Le come closer, Yun Qin told them her idea.

"What do you think?" she asked.