Concubine Qiao smiled coldly, and her jade-colored fingertips slowly stroked across the tea cover beside her.
The golden steps on the head reflect a cool luster.
"Master, Nuoer is born in this palace. She is smart and clever, but if you judge by this point alone, you don't regard me as a fool to fool me,
I just think that my temper is too good. Do you really think that I will not attack practitioners like you? I have such a courage to frame the princess!”
At the end, Concubine Qiao slapped the table suddenly, and the teacup was thundering.
The brush that Gu Nuoer clamped under her little nose also landed on the ground.
When the Taoist priest saw that Concubine Qiao was really angry, he quickly knelt down tremblingly and exclaimed to calm down.
Concubine Qiao's heart was ups and downs, her gorgeous eyebrows were full of anger, and she was filled with horrifying intimidation.
The palace was silent for a long time.
Suddenly a tender and soft voice came-
"I'm not a boy's life. You can't deceive my mother, but I can see that, uncle, you're going to have a bloody disaster today."
The Taoist priest was shocked.
Could it be that the little princess meant that Concubine Qiao wanted to hit him?
Before he could plead with mercy, Concubine Qiao waved her sleeves untiredly: "Today's fifth day of the first lunar month is still the New Year. I don't want to see blood to seek bad luck. You just throw them out and don't wander in front of my eyes."
Besides, with her daughter beside her, Concubine Qiao has always paid great attention to emotions and never loses her temper in front of her.
Wanyin and Wanxuan called the guards and dragged away the Taoist priests who were crying for justice and several panicked Taoist boys.
The guards pushed them all the way out of the palace gate and rebuked coldly: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, offend the imperial concubine, be careful not to be able to bear it!"
The Taoist staggered and almost fell to the ground.
When he turned around, the guards had turned around and walked away.
The Taoist boy next to him quickly helped him up: "Master, are you okay?"
The Taoist priest stood firmly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and shook his head to say that it was okay.
But he was planning in his heart how to make Concubine Qiao believe his words and get a huge sum of money.
He walked for a while and thought of the little princess's black and soft eyes. When he looked at him, there seemed to be a magic power.
He had never expected that this child was so smart that he made up his bloody words to fight back.
It's really too premature.
The Taoist priest was immersed in his thoughts, suddenly he seemed to be stepping on a round stone under his feet, then his body tilted and he fell forward uncontrollably, lying on the ground with his face.
A burst of scorching pain came immediately, and the Taoist priest screamed in pain.
The little Taoist boys behind him came running in panic and helped him up: "Master! There is a lot of blood on your face!"
The Taoist priest quickly reached out and touched it. Although there was no mirror to compare, his fingertips clearly touched a concave flesh and blood, which penetrated the bridge of his nose to the right eyelid!
His palms were suddenly bleeding, and he was even more irritated by the wounds on his face.
The Taoist priest was furious and scolded the Taoist boys: "You don't know how to support me, oh, it hurts so much, help me to the clinic!"
Several people left in a hurry, and the Taoist priest was thinking in his mind how to use lies to claim that the princess was a boy's life to cheat money, and at this moment he was thrown out of the sky.
If he thought of it, he would know that what Gu Nuoer said was a bloody disaster.
Soon, four or five days passed, and it was time for Ye Siming to enter the palace to play with the princess.