Chapter 166

166 sick Xindu Princess

Yang Jingshu was stunned. She looked at the bloodstained gold hairpin in her hand and the tottering prince, and stepped back unbelievably.

Her luxurious silk and satin robes had been handed over and hung in a corner of the dressing table. The crisp tearing sound sounded, and the huge copper mirror shook, fell to the ground and smashed.

Countless fragments clearly reflected Yang Jingshu's face at this time. The exquisite gold mask had already fallen. The face under the mask was covered with purple black and uneven scars. In the reflection of thousands of fragments, it became more and more strange and terrible.

The big prince stared at the ugly and incomplete face and pointed at Yang Jingshu with unwilling eyes. His face twisted as if he wanted to say something, but his body fell down heavily.

Ashnard thought he was noble and heroic, but at the last moment of his life, he was played by a ghost faced ugly woman who had no strength to bind chickens. He was unwilling to kick his legs, and made a "Ho Ho" sound in his mouth. His eyes gradually lost their figure, and looked at the sky empty without any sound.

Mingrui quickly reacted, like an enraged leopard, quickly kicked Yang Jingshu off the ground and clasped the big prince on the ground to try his breath.

The blue and purple on the big prince's face clearly showed that he was a corpse. Mingrui's face sank. A pair of hawk like eyes gouged out Yang Jingshu who was shrinking in the corner: "bitch!"

The maid in the hall saw the big prince's body with a scream of "ah". Her eyes were frightened and wanted to run outside the hall, but Mingrui pulled out her sword and stabbed it into her heart from the back. Warm blood splashed on Mingrui's slightly ferocious face. He looked like an evil ghost from the depths of hell. He wiped it away without care.

At this time, Mingrui had already torn off his usual gentle face. He waved his bright long sword and stared at Yang Jingshu trembling on the ground with blood red eyes: "bitch, how dare you break my big deal!"

Ashnari gnashed his teeth and forced Yang Jingshu.

Mingde, the big prince who has controlled his mind, has become Mingrui's last card. Yang Jingshu mistakenly killed the big prince. No wonder ASHNA Mingrui is so angry.

"I... I didn't mean it." Yang Jingshu trembled and tried to climb out. The great prince who controlled her mind obeyed Yang Jingshu. Yang Jingshu's former scenery depended on his overall power and domineered in the palace. But if the great prince died, I'm afraid she couldn't even get out of the gate of the palace.

People in the big prince's residence hated Yang Jingshu for a long time. They would rush up and cut her alive without hesitation

Yang Jingshu's frightened hands and feet were together, and she crawled outside. Mingrui's white and handsome face still had a few traces of red blood. He took his sword and walked towards her step by step, like a Luocha who came to claim his life in hell. The maid's still steaming body was nearby, and his dark eyes still stared at her, looking like he was dying in peace.

"Don't... don't kill me..." Yang Jingshu heard a whine in her throat. It is clear that her life is just a joke. Why does she still don't want to die today?

In his anger, Mingrui wields his sword and cuts off the ugly woman on the ground. Yang Jingshu dodges and hides. Mingrui's sharp sword is cut into a large box on the table, which is broken with a bang.

The pearls, glass, tourmaline and agate in the box rolled out and scattered on the ground. Yang Jingshu was stunned and turned around to hold the scattered gemstones in her arms.

She worked hard to earn it. It's all hers. No one can take it away!

Yang Jingshu's tears fell on those bright gemstones. Until now, she felt that her life was so cheap. Even if she was dying, she couldn't give up these gemstones.

Mingrui's face was gloomy, and the sword in his hand was about to fall on Yang Jingshu. A cool voice sounded in his ear: "Lord, you should think clearly..."

Mingrui's men slightly stagnated, looked back at Shen Qingru and squinted, "what does this mean?"

"I just remind the Lord that the great prince is dead. It's no use killing more people." Shen Qingru's voice is full of ridicule. Mingrui's long eyebrow publicizes and smiles instead of anger: "Miss Shen, don't play charades with the king again."

"Even if the king is unable to return to heaven, he still has the ability to kill two people for burial." Mingrui is obliquely intimate with the woman in front of him, and his voice is full of threats.

"If the Lord only wants to kill people to be buried, then I have nothing to say. But if the Lord still wants to live, this woman is still useful." Shen Qingru's calm voice dissipated Mingrui's fierce killing intention slightly. Mingrui raised his head, took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He was not stupid. When he calmed down, he thought about the key hole: "you mean..."

"Kill with a knife?" Mingrui looked cold and slowly showed a clear smile.

Yang Jingshu's face was as white as a ghost. She dodged and tried to stay farther from Mingrui's sword tip. Then she gasped and coughed bitterly. Her life was saved for the time being.

But saving her is really the enemy she hates most in her life.

Yang Jingshu got up from the ground, silently gathered the scattered gemstones on the ground into her skirt, and stared at Shen Qingru with dim eyes.

On the busiest streets of Turk.

A gorgeous carriage meanders from the direction of the palace. The body is magnificent. The wall of the carriage is carved from a whole piece of white ivory and decorated with the precious night pearl of the East China Sea. The carriage is carved with exquisite peony patterns. Four exquisite pure gold bells are hung on the four corners of the eaves. When the wind blows, the bells will make a pleasant sound.

There was no obvious emblem on the carriage, but the Turkic people knew that the owner of the carriage was Princess ashnayan, Xindu, the beloved daughter of Queen Yan Ru. But what makes people feel strange is that the usual rampant and unscrupulous carriage is much more gentle now, not as reckless as before.

Princess ashnayan of Xindu has just come out of her mother's house and is heading for the princess's house. The carriage stopped slowly outside the residence of Princess Xindu. A handsome and strong young man prostrated on the ground with humility and placed his back like a flat ground. Two beautiful maidservants got out of the car, took up their shelves and scolded the people around them to avoid. After half the incense, the two maidservants arranged everything, and knelt respectfully beside the carriage with the attendants.

A slender hand opened the curtain, and a tall and clear figure got off first. Then he stretched out his hand and tried to help the people in the car down. A pair of exquisite embroidered shoes fell on the back of the man who had previously been used as a foot pad, and the two huge East beads inlaid on the toe cap were shining with the action of the shoe owner.

A richly dressed young woman was helped down from the carriage by the man,

The woman's face is not very clear. However, from her graceful and swaying gait, we can see that she is an enchanting and charming beauty. From Shen Qingru's point of view, it can be seen that the woman is wearing a fragrant imperial jade hairpin skirt. The skirt line is about mixed with peacock feathers, showing colorful light and shadow in the sun.

The legendary hundred bird skirt worth 100000 gold, Shen Qingru secretly sighed in her heart. How much money and cream does it take to weave such a skirt 1

Mingrui looked at the graceful figure and sneered: "my royal sister has always liked handsome young men. Now even the coachman and human foot pads have to choose a young and brave man."

Shen Qingru didn't speak. Her eyes had moved away from the noble and beautiful princess and fell on the handsome man holding the arm of the princess Xindu. The familiar face surprised Shen Qingru.

If she is right, that person is

A person who is absolutely impossible to appear here - Xiao Qijun, king of Wu!

In any case, she doesn't believe that the royal highness of the great Xia Wu King, who is arrogant and outstanding in martial arts, will become the face of a Turkic princess who puts Dang in her house!

"Very surprised, isn't it?" ashnari looked down at the young man on the side, with a faint trace of disdain at the corners of his mouth.

Shen Qingru forced himself to calm down and looked at the young man carefully. Although the man's face looked like the king of Wu, his every move showed a flattering and humble spirit. At first glance, he was a slave for a long time, and he was not like the royal majesty of Xiao Qijun.

Although the man looks like Xiao Qijun, king of Wu, he is a real fake!

"My royal sister has searched all over the Turks, and actually let her find such one." Mingrui's faint tone is an irrecoverable irony. In his opinion, Princess Xindu is not only desolate Yin, but also shameless to the extreme. She forced a large number of young and handsome courtiers in the court not to say, but also coerced them with their wives and children to choose male pets for him to pay tribute! Otherwise, these people who are tired of playing will be killed!

The whole Turkic court was stirred up by the princess of Xindu. The battle to choose her face was even bigger than that to choose a princess for the prince, which simply lost the face of the Turkic royal family.

Everyone knows Princess Xindu's love for the king of Wu, but Xiao Qijun, the king of Wu, is not interested in her at all. The rejected Princess Xindu was crazy. She didn't know where to find a man similar to Xiao Qijun, king of Wu.

The man's name is Wu San. He was born as a boatman pulling fiber. He is very humble, but he has a beautiful face. Princess Xindu won Wu San as a treasure. Although she can't compare with Xiao Qijun, she is an excellent substitute.

Mingrui thinks that his royal sister must be crazy. Wu San as like as two peas in the same name as Xiao Qijun, the princess of Xindu made a name for Qi Jun, who was changed to the name of Qi Jun, and brought him to the real king Xiao Qijun. He let Wu three kneel down and lick his snowy white lotus feet. He himself kissed Qi on the three sides of the Wu's face with deep kisses.

This abnormal behavior of Princess Xindu was not beaten to death by Xiao Qijun on the spot. Mingrui felt from his heart that Xiao Qijun, king of Wu, was too gentle.