At the same time, several men's bodies flew out like broken kites and hit the cabinet not far away, making a loud noise.
Looking at the men who were shaken away and vomiting blood, Zhang Qingjiu moved his slender white fingers, and his eyes focused on the crushed wounds above.
The body that was sacrificed was obviously extremely weak, and the soul that had just entered the other world was also so weak that it seemed like it would be broken again at any time, not to mention her incomplete soul.
Thinking of the soul that disappeared in the world, Zhang Qingjiu sighed and closed his eyes again, "I'll give you two choices, either shut up or die."
Her voice was as cold as a Shura who had just emerged from hell, which made people feel chilly. Even in March, the man couldn't help but shudder.
Thinking of the strange thing that happened suddenly, the men swallowed their saliva, and no one dared to come forward.
very good.
There was a strange curve at the corner of Zhang Qingjiu's mouth.
Although Zhang Qingjiu knew that he had been betrayed and humiliated by his fiancé and sister, he still didn't know what would happen next.
But she is not Zhang Qingjiu.
As the mainland of China, she was once only one step away from being a top deduction expert. She only needed a little deduction to understand what her dear sister Chacha wanted to do.
Then, let’s wait for the good show to begin.
About a quarter of an hour later, there was a rush of footsteps outside the yard.
Zhang Qingjiu curled up the corners of his lips, which were as red as blood and as charming as the first petal that occupies the sunlight in spring.
I heard footsteps about to break through the door.
Sudden--
"Your Majesty, no, you don't go in. My sister said... She is not feeling well, so she asked Chacha to complete the blessing ceremony on her behalf. If you go in suddenly, my sister will definitely be sad. As long as you don't go in, Chacha is willing
Accept any punishment." Along with the clear sound of kneeling on the ground, a weak and helpless voice mixed with anxiety rang out.
It was exactly as she expected.
A faint smile flashed across Zhang Qingjiu's eyes.
It hurts so much...
It's a pity that when you meet me, Zhang Qingjiu, Chacha, your kneeling down is destined to be a waste.
"Chacha, get up quickly. What are you doing to stop my father? She said she wanted to pray for the country. Seeing her sincerity, my father agreed only at the risk of being blamed by her ancestors. But she ran away in the middle of the battle and stayed hidden.
, I want this prince to say that the vision of heaven and earth just now may have been caused by her that angered the ancestors." A voice with arrogance and anger rang out one after another, without any scruples about why Zhang Qingjiu did not show up on time.
, both inside and outside the words are full of feelings for Chacha.
My heart suddenly twitched.
Zhang Qingjiu took a deep breath and covered his heart.
How much do you have to love him to not notice his blatant preference?
Don't worry, I will help you take revenge and regain your dignity.
As he finished saying these words, the rapidly beating heart in his chest gradually returned to calm.
"Yes, Chacha, His Majesty has come here in person. It would be inappropriate for you to block him any longer. If Ajiu is really unwell, the imperial doctor will be here too, so he has to take a look at it in time."
This was the mature voice of a middle-aged man, and his tone contained a bit of scolding for Zhang Qingcha's behavior.
But if you think about it carefully, you will find that all these comments are directed at "Ah Jiu".
Without any surprise, my heart twitched again.
This is the father of the original owner, the head of hundreds of officials, the current prime minister, a jackal wearing a mask of hypocrisy.
"Everyone, please step aside and open the door!"
What ended all this farce was an extremely coercive voice. Although it was not loud, it was enough to silence everyone.
The closed door finally opened.
The light outside the house was too dazzling, Zhang Qingjiu squinted his eyes, and it took him a long time to adjust to the darkness.
This is her soul that has been wandering in the darkness for hundreds of years, and once again feels the feeling of sunlight on her body.
It's so warm and comfortable that you can't bear to leave, even though you know you'll get burned if you get close.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I...ah!"
"Chacha, don't look!"
Two exclamations sounded at the same time, followed by a gasp of air.
Looking at the people in front of him who had exactly the same words and deeds, Zhang Qingjiu revealed a hint of ridicule in the depths of his lowered eyes.
"Zhang Qingjiu, what are you doing? How can you be so disrespectful in front of His Majesty?" Zhang Tailiu's angry voice sounded, his tone was so painful that he wished he could eliminate everything in front of him immediately.
"Hey, these men in the room...could they be practicing Joy Zen?" Another urgent voice sounded, a bit shrill and a bit surprised.
As the words "Happy Zen" rang out, the eyes of the people present first showed a hint of disbelief, and then their faces showed obvious disgust and disgust.
The air pressure on the emperor's body suddenly dropped, and everyone did not dare to speak anymore.
Just when everyone thought that the emperor would immediately issue an order to deal with it, some people were not satisfied with this.
"Master Qin Tianjian, Huan, what is Huanxi Zen?" Zhang Qingcha's fearful and doubtful voice sounded in the quiet space, "Don't slander my sister!"
"Chacha, don't ask too much." The Eighth Prince stopped him immediately, as if he was afraid that something would contaminate his little white flower.
"This...Miss Chacha, I don't mean to make false accusations. Huanxi Zen is an evil art. Through the intercourse between men and women, yin and yang are harvested. If one supplement is supplemented, the power will be greatly increased. Those who are harvested will have men like these."
The scene, but I only accidentally saw it in the past books, and felt it was immoral, so I hurriedly put it down..."
"You mean, my sister is...impossible. My sister went to Penglai Mountain to learn her skills, so she would not do such a shameless thing!"
"There are many sects in Penglai Mountain. What kind of skills are they cultivating? Does Miss Chacha know about this?"
"I, I..." After being asked this question, Zhang Qingcha's voice suddenly weakened, his eyes turned red, and he was about to step forward to pull Zhang Qingjiu's arm, "Sister, wake up quickly, you are so
What's going on? Don't scare Chacha..."
"Chacha, don't go there..."
Listening to Zhang Qingcha's increasingly lower cries and feeling the increasingly heavy atmosphere at the scene, Zhang Qingjiu sighed inwardly.
Is the play over? Then, the stage that belongs to her, Zhang Qingjiu, begins.
When the woman who had lowered her head without making a sound and seemed to be in a coma suddenly raised her head, everyone subconsciously stepped back, and then raised their wide sleeves to cover their eyes, as if they saw her face.
It will stain your own eyes.
"Your Majesty, Father, His Highness the Eighth Prince, Chacha... you are finally here." Zhang Qingjiu raised his head, his face was pale and his eyes were red, like a drowning person grasping for life-saving straws.
As she spoke, two lines of tears suddenly fell from her eyes, "I am so lucky that I fulfilled my mission and did not let today's blessing ceremony be ruined in the hands of thieves!"
The sadness in the voice and the sincerity in the words make those who see it sad and those who hear it shed tears!
The ministers were suddenly stunned. They hadn't investigated why she didn't show up at the blessing scene and let her younger sister take the place. Why did she suddenly say "it's a good thing it's a good thing"?