C13

"Xi Mengyao, you hid behind the Royal Uncle and thought that you had a Gold Medal for Life? This is a matter of the royal family, who do you think you are?

Song Qian finally thought of an excuse. He was normally not good at arguing, and his sharp tongue like Xi Mengyao did indeed make him feel a little uncomfortable.

Xi Mengyao clenched her teeth, seeing that Song Chongjing was still ignoring her, she wanted to throw off Song Chongjing's sleeves and stand out to argue.

The Prince Jing's voice finally sounded again, "She doesn't care, but is this king able to care? Your concubine was trying to kill this king just now. Should this king not seek justice for himself? "

"Royal Uncle, don't protect her. You clearly know that he was being rude in this matter!" Song Qian emphasized his voice, showing his intent to press him.

Xi Mengyao took a step back and looked at him coldly, but she seemed to understand something.

She was right before, but this Prince Jing was really well-hidden. She almost thought that he was a kind person, but she didn't expect that the moment she touched his plan, she would also reveal her fangs.

Weird person.

Xi Mengyao thought.

On the other side, Song Chongjing was still standing in front of her, facing Song Qian. His voice was not loud, but the pressure in his voice was extremely heavy, "It's her business if she's disrespectful.

"Mengge didn't mean to …" Song Qian was speechless.

"Unintentional? Hehe, isn't Third Prince looking down on this king too much? "

Song Chongjing said, and even smiled.

Song Qian frowned, he did not know what this Royal Uncle meant, but he had sensed that something was amiss.

With his hands behind his back, Song Chongjing raised the corners of his mouth: "Could it be, this matter is caused by the Third Prince Lord? You're the one who specifically used your concubine to assassinate me. Otherwise, why would none of the assassins kidnap her? "

The Prince Jing sent back the words of reprimand that Song Qian had rebuked previously untouched. It was still the same tone of tone, neither light nor heavy, but no one present felt that Prince Jing was joking.

Song Qian choked, then asked, "Then what does Royal Uncle want?"

"This depends on Third Prince. Since this is your concubine, this king will... How about I leave it up to you to decide? " Prince Jing paused for a moment, and then his clear and cold voice rang beside his ears, like the whisper of a ghost from hell.

Who didn't understand the meaning behind his words? If he wasn't satisfied with the treatment, then this matter wouldn't end well.

If it was an ordinary person, it would not be much, but this person was a Prince Jing with a heavy weapon in his hand, whose blade had been licking the blood of others for many years.

Hearing that, Xi Mengge's body went limp, she kneeled on the ground and kowtowed, "Royal Uncle, I did not do it on purpose, I definitely did not mean to kill you, Royal Uncle is enlightened …"

"Oh, is This King framing you?" Prince Jing sneered.

With that, she turned and did not look at Xi Mengge. However, the last syllable caused Xi Mengge to pale in comparison.

Xi Mengyao who had been silently cursing, finally understood.

This Prince Jing did indeed have a brain, he would even use this move that was unmoving and deft of weapons. Hearing this, not only did he give Song Qian face, he also revealed his bottom line. If Song Qian wanted to step on his head in the future, he would not flinch at all, like this time.

In the middle of the struggle between the two tigers, there was a little white rabbit. In the end, not only did the rabbit not run, it even moved up by itself.

What a pity.

Xi Mengge sighed as she crossed her arms, ready to watch the show.