These were the 123 words of praise for Qi Yeshen that Shen Qingqing heard.
Shen Qingqing sneered coldly: "Wearing a mask, you can all see that he is handsome, that's great."
The nymphomaniac girls turned around and glared at her, "What do you know? His Highness rode a sweaty horse with a long sword on his waist and walked towards the morning glow from the sun. His appearance was no longer important. The full sense of manliness rushed towards him. .”
"Manly smell? Is it the smell of sweat or body odor? Don't you feel disgusted?"
Several people's eyes almost popped out of their heads, "Are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
"I'm just telling the truth. To be fair, am I not handsome?" She also made a special pose.
"A white-faced guy like you can't even compare to one of His Highness's fingers."
"I'm afraid you will be the first person to cry when the bandits come."
"This face is prettier than a woman's, and her skin is tenderer than an egg. Do you know what masculinity is?"
Shen Qingqing was speechless: "A superficial woman."
Until she was far away, she could still hear the screams of women, "Why are there so many ordinary men? You don't even want to see how you look like."
"I really want to marry His Highness. I don't know any woman who is so happy. His Highness has broad shoulders and narrow waist. Tsk tsk, I would be happy to have me be His Highness' foot washer."
After hearing the women's shameless words, Fenxiang was already angry.
"Miss, don't be on the same level as them, and don't make yourself angry. His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't look down on vulgar fans like them."
Shen Qingqing bit the candied haws and said innocently: "Why should I be angry? What do these words mean?"
After all, in the 21st century, fans refer to their idols as their husbands, and visiting their comments is no different from visiting a brothel.
"Miss, are you really not angry?"
"Should I be angry? They just said they wanted to be foot washers, and they didn't say they wanted to sleep and pray for the night. It doesn't matter if they say it, but it's impossible for it to come true, don't you think so?"
Shen Qingqing bit into the candied haws of apples and squeaked, with no look of concern on her face.
"Miss... after all, it's because you don't love His Highness the Crown Prince. Loving someone is not like this."
"If I'm not like this, then what am I like? Do you want me to go up and break my head with them and pull my hair on the street?"
"My parents were very loving before they died. My mother was very jealous, and my father was also very possessive. How should I put it? If a person loves another person, he will not be so generous, even with words."
Shen Qingqing smiled, "Isn't it good to be like this now? Once you fall in love with someone, it's like giving your weakness to someone else."
"How does the young lady feel about His Highness?"
"Appreciate it. After all, such people are quite rare. Remember my words, if you don't love, you won't be hurt."
"Miss, please don't say that. His Highness will be angry if he hears it."
"He must be too busy to care about me today. Didn't you hear that the verdict has been handed down? The prisoner will be executed today and he will execute it himself."
Shen Qingqing did not go to see the execution scene. When she was about to return to Shen's mansion in the evening, she heard something shocking.
"Oh my god, it's so scary!"
"Although the bandits are bad, isn't this a bit cruel?"
"What's so bad? These people have done all kinds of evil, and they deserve to end up like this."
"What are you talking about?" Shen Qingqing stopped the two of them.
"It's you, a common man again. Just go to the city wall and see for yourself."
What happened to the city wall? Could it be that it’s still blooming?
Shen Qingqing took Fenxiang over to watch the excitement. A group of people had already stood under the city wall, and there was a constant buzz of discussion.
She looked up.
There is a row of heads hanging on the city wall, and the one in the middle is Sun Yuan who was wearing an eyepatch that day.
But now he has no eyepatch and no body, and his head hangs alone there.
Qi Yechen's black clothes flew up and he looked down at everyone.
Although he was wearing a mask, Shen Qingqing felt that his expression must be arrogant and indifferent.
His eyes were so cold, as if everyone in the world were just ants under his feet.
This is the look of a king.
As an emperor, he is ruthless and decisive, he has them all.
Their eyes met, Qi Yeshen could see Shen Qingqing in the crowd at a glance.
He didn't want her to see this side of him, but she wanted to become the crown princess and take the position of the mother of a country.
These things have to be seen by Shen Qingqing sooner or later. Will she be afraid? Will she feel cruel?
There was no too frightened expression on her little face. Seeing that she was looking at her, she even raised the flower cake in her hand to say hello.
Fortunately, she was not afraid.
Although Fenxiang has great martial arts skills, she is still one ten thousandth worse than Shen Qingqing in actual combat. Seeing this scene, she felt frightened.
He carefully tugged on Shen Qingqing's sleeve and said, "Miss, don't look at it. It's really scary."
Many of the heads looked like they were dead, the executioner's knife was very fast, and many of them still maintained the same expressions they had before they died, looking extremely ferocious.
"What's so scary about this? After all, the head won't suddenly fall off and bite you."
Fenxiang really didn't know what her young lady's heart was made of. Just when she was about to speak, one of the heads hanging on the wall actually fell off.
"ah!!!"
In an instant, the crowd dispersed, but for a few seconds, there was only Fennel beside her.
It's not that Fenxiang didn't run away, it was mainly because his legs were numb with fear and he didn't dare to move.
With a "dong" sound, his head fell at Shen Qingqing's feet.
Originally, there was only one head left, but now that he fell from a height, his brains were smashed out.
When Fenxiang saw this scene, she was frightened and fainted on the spot.
The person hiding far away kindly reminded: "Little Master, are you scared? Come here quickly."
"Can't you move your legs? Do you need help?"
"No need." Shen Qingqing politely refused.
She had already seen Qi Yeshen leaping off the city wall.
In front of people's eyes was a very beautiful picture. Under the setting sun, Qi Yeshen fell like a black butterfly. Shen Qingqing looked up at him with a slight smile on her lips.
Black and white, like good and evil intertwined.
As people sighed, Shen Qingqing slowly knelt down and lifted the head up by its loose hair.
"Hey, your head is gone."
Everyone in the audience: "..."
Qi Yeshen also fell in front of Shen Qingqing, and he was thinking about a question, was she a woman?
"you……"
"Don't even think about it. He dropped it at my feet. Everyone can prove that the brain matter has nothing to do with me. It was him who wanted to shed it."