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34. The deterrent power of a piece of clothing

After the maid left, she quickly followed him.

The guard was left alone in the hall, his face ashen as death.

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It was already dusk, and the sky was rendered red by the sunlight that had not completely set.

Jun Qianxi was surrounded by people in the corridor. As soon as she returned home, she heard people from the Prime Minister's Mansion looking for her.

She didn't take it seriously and returned to her north courtyard leisurely.

If they want to find it, let them find it!

However, she had just walked halfway when she was intercepted by the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion, who told her not to resist and take her to the banquet hall.

Looking at their pitiful looks, she could tell with her toes that there must be nothing good going on.

Since there is nothing good going on, why should she go?

She simply ignored the guards and continued on her way.

Unexpectedly, the guards actually attacked her, and she habitually raised her hand to block them, shocking the guards.

To use the word "shocked" would be to underestimate the power of her block.

They were almost so frightened that they knelt down on the ground and urinated, muttering something about His Highness Hades, spare your life, Your Highness Hades' thousand years...

She looked at her sleeves in confusion and saw the word "Ming" with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it, and then she connected the title "His Royal Highness Ming" with the scoundrel Duanmu Ming.

I really can't believe that even one of his clothes has such a powerful intimidating effect, it is simply more powerful than a yellow jacket.

No one dares to stop her now.

As a result, she didn't take a few steps before she was stopped again, no, to be precise, she was surrounded.

Jun Qianxi glanced at the people around her. She clearly wanted to eat her alive, but she didn't dare to step forward. Her cowardice made her yawn again.

"You are so brave, slave, why don't you kneel down when you see the prince?"

Jun Qianxi raised her eyelids, and the people who originally surrounded her made way, and a man in golden clothes walked in surrounded by others.

Is this Duanmu Rui, the crown prince of the Duanmu Dynasty?

She looks like a human being, but compared with Duanmu Ming, she is like a person in heaven or on earth. Jun Qianxi can't even describe her.

Duanmu Rui met her eyes, and there was a moment of surprise in his eyes. He felt that the person in front of him was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who she was.

But when he noticed the disdain in Jun Qianxi's eyes, his expression darkened.

He winked at the guard beside him, who immediately yelled at Jun Qianxi: "Where did the clothes you are wearing come from?"

"Picked it up." Jun Qianxi replied coldly.

"Picked it up? Where did it come from?"

"Of course I picked it up from the ground. You have to ask such an idiotic question? What kind of master raises what kind of slave?"

The corners of her eyes were full of contempt. She already understood Duanmu Rui's purpose of coming, and he was probably coming to divorce her.

What a joke, you want to divorce her even if you have this guy? She even shows disdain to him even if he shows up at her door.

"Bold!" The guard glanced at Duanmu Rui and saw that his face was so gloomy that he could shed tears. He immediately pulled out the knife in his hand and put it on Jun Qianxi's neck.

Jun Qianxi's expression did not change at all. She leaned lazily on the pillar behind her and looked at the guard with a half-smile: "If you have the ability, just chop him down!"

From the beginning, she knew that they were afraid of Duanmu Ming.
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