"Well, it's very smart." Hua Yuqiong gave Gu Ji a rare compliment.
A trace of interest flashed in Zhai Zilan's eyes, and the topic suddenly changed: "The emperor wants to destroy your painter, and I have a new enemy with him! How about we cooperate?"
Without waiting for Hua Yuqiong to speak, he added: "If you agree, blink twice. If you disagree, blink once."
Hua Yuqiong retracted her smile and said, "Okay." She neither blinked nor nodded.
Zhai Zilan didn't say anything, just smiled and turned to look at Zhai Luoxuan, who had been standing aside.
"Brother, why are you arguing with a child? He doesn't know the power of this spiritual whip, and you don't know your own strength either? If you hit me this time, my father will blame you again!"
Yes, in his eyes, Hua Yuqiong is indeed a child.
Among the three of them, he and Cheng Yuqi are similar in age, but Hua Yuqiong is two years younger than them.
Zhai Zilan said, completely unaware of the looks Cheng Yuqi and Hua Yuqiong were looking at him.
Cheng Yuqi: "..."
What did he just hear?
This guy Zhai Zilan can actually speak for his brother. Could it be that he has a crush on his brother?
Hua Yuqiong: "..."
Hey, I'm a kid again!
Zhai Luoxuan said nothing, but his face looked a little unhappy.
He Qingyu wiped her tears and said softly: "Prince Yi, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also want to help me vent my anger. Hua Yuqiong is really too bullying!"
Zhai Zilan said coldly: "You have no right to speak when this king is talking to the prince! Come and reward her with thirty ring sticks!"
Then he looked at Zhai Luoxuan and said: "I think that the prince will not take this newly crowned prince seriously for a mere woman, right? After all, my father has always put the country, the country, and the country first.
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The implication is that if Zhai Luoxuan was saved, he would not take the emperor's newly appointed King Yi seriously, he would not take the emperor's decree seriously, and he would not take this country seriously for the sake of a woman.
In eyes.
Zhai Luoxuan glared at Zhai Zilan, clenched his hands with his hands hanging down, and gritted his teeth and said: "...Of course not."
He Qingyu was stunned, then struggled and cried: "Your Highness, Your Highness...Brother Xuan, save me, Brother Xuan..."
However, how could Zhai Zilan's men give her a chance to break free? They immediately brought in tools, and two of them hit He Qingyu with sticks.
"Zhai Zilan, did you not let your men eat?" Hua Yuqiong suddenly said lightly.
Cheng Yuqi also echoed: "I didn't expect that you would deduct the rations of your subordinates."
Zhai Zilan's men looked at each other and looked at His Highness. When they saw Zhai Zilan nodded, his men's strength was much stronger, and they actually had some spiritual energy.
The civilians around him swallowed involuntarily, and some even touched their arms, as if they were the ones being beaten.
Jie stick, as the name suggests, is a stick for punishment.
The stick is not scary, but King Yi's stick is no ordinary stick.
His stick is covered with sharp fine needles, and each needle has a barb on it. It hits his body one after another. He says it hurts or not, but even though he says it doesn't hurt, he still feels unbearable pain all over his body.
Torture people.
Everyone couldn't help but sympathize with He Qingyu who was beaten, and secretly took a breath.
Who told her to offend the three bullies? So what if she gets the crown prince? She has to eat these thirty sticks obediently.
He Qingyu yelled at first, but then gradually lost her strength. She just allowed herself to be held down, gritting her teeth secretly and enduring the dense pain all over her body. This chapter has been completed!