When Queen Mother Xie was taken away by the palace maids and eunuchs, Chu Kuo, who was pulled away, never said a word or even a word. He didn't even glance over there.
A pair of cold eyes stared intently at Zhang Qingjiu.
Defu watched Queen Mother Xie go away, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He turned his head and was about to speak when he suddenly met Chu Kuo's eyes. Even though he was used to seeing ups and downs, he was also attracted by the snake-like eyes at this moment.
I shivered with fright.
Taking a deep breath, Defu swallowed and walked to Zhang Qingjiu, "Xiao Zhang, it's time for us to leave."
Zhang Qingjiu turned around and glanced at him, then at Chu Kuo, and raised the corners of his lips, "Okay."
Seeing this figure who was seriously about to leave, Chu Kuo's lips curled up, but he finally spoke.
"Zhang Qingjiu, listen!" His tone was extremely cold and full of sarcasm, like a compassionate and desperate poet, with a trace of pity, "Why do you think His Majesty didn't kill me? You have been thinking of letting me.
Death, but Chu Lan chose to let me go for the sake of his own reputation? It shows that you are nothing in his heart."
As soon as this meaningless statement came out, Defu was frightened and trembled. He quickly looked at Zhang Qingjiu's face, but saw that the people around him looked as usual, without even blinking. He didn't know whether he was angry or not.
Zhang Qingjiu didn't stop and continued walking forward as if strolling in a garden.
Chu Kuo looked at her back, took a deep breath, and laughed loudly, "Who in a high position is not a man of power? How about it? I let you down? Look back at the people around you. One day,
It will also make you regret it!"
"Lord Xiao Zhang..." Defu regretted not having someone stop Chu Kuo's mouth.
Zhang Qingjiu still walked with the same calm expression, and his eyes still didn't waver at all.
Defu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Mr. Xiao Zhang is indeed Mr. Xiao Zhang. He is indeed extraordinary. He is able to yield even to such provocation...
But before he could finish his thoughts, the people around him suddenly stopped, then turned quickly and walked towards Chu Kuo, who was getting ready.
"You're shameless, right?" Zhang Qingjiu kicked Chu Kuo's leg that had just straightened up. There was a "pop" sound, and the man who had just half straightened up knelt down again.
Go down.
And this kneeling was worthy of kneeling in front of Zhang Qingjiu.
The sudden scene left Telford stunned.
Don't talk about him, Chu Kuo obviously didn't expect that such a thing would happen suddenly. He knelt on the ground for a long time without coming back to his senses, until bursts of pain came from his knees.
"Zhang Qingjiu!" Chu Kuo's voice was hoarse. He had never suffered such humiliation, and his face was full of anger.
But he only had to look at Zhang Qingjiu to see her cold and condescending gaze;
But if you don't raise your head, then you are really bowing your head towards her...
"What should I call you in the future? You can no longer use the surname Chu. How about taking your mother's surname as Xie? You are full of thieves." Zhang Qingjiu's lips curled up with a trace of ridicule, "You want to anger me? What do you think?
Who are you, and why should I be angry for you? How dare you say Chu Lan? You are the boss of a man, who are you? Do you know why I don’t kill you? Don’t think that I can’t kill you, but if a person like you dies,
In Chu Lan’s hands, I even thought his hands were dirty.”
After all, she was still angry after what happened today.
"Zhang Qingjiu, you are really a poisonous woman!" Chu Kuo rubbed his back teeth and his body trembled.
How can...
"How cruel can I be compared to you?" Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes, squatted down again, looked into Chu Kuo's bloodthirsty eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Actually, it's okay if you don't die today. I promise one
People, I want you to be despised by the world and die in despair in pain. If you die today, it will be cheap after all. You might as well guess whether one has lost power and was abandoned by the emperor, or one who has treated others as human beings in the past.
For a prince who tries every means to climb up by stepping on other people's shoulders, how many people would want to drag him down from the altar and watch him beg for mercy?"
"You!" Chu Kuo didn't expect Zhang Qingjiu to say such words. He was inexplicably frightened and frightened, as if a poisonous snake was looking at him with its fangs open and would pounce at any time.
But now, he has nothing left, so what is there to fear?
Thinking of this, Chu Kuo sneered, "Don't bluff. After saying so much, you just saw that your road will be extremely bleak in the future, right?"
"Really?" Zhang Qingjiu sighed, "Stop your petty thoughts, I'm afraid I'm really going to disappoint you. I can only see your future path, and you'll be alone and desolate."
After saying that, Zhang Qingjiu stood up slowly and smiled at Defu, who had been standing far away for some time. "Let's go, don't delay the Eighth Prince anymore... Oh no, it's Xie Kuo who is on his way."
Going on the road? Defu twitched the corner of his mouth and turned around to look. This word seemed not inappropriate. Going out of the palace can indeed be called going on the road, right?
The guards behind him followed the order, and this time there was no one to stop him. Chu Kuo's figure quickly disappeared at the end of the palace.
Mo Bian stood far away, touched his nose, and walked forward slowly, "Sir Xiao Zhang."
"Master Mo." Zhang Qingjiu looked up and down at the man who had stood and watched the whole scene. In just three or four months, this man's temperament was very different from the one he had when they first met.
In the past, Mo Bianxian was like a sword that had just been unsheathed, sharp and immature, but now Mo Bianxian is like a sword stained with blood, calm and restrained.
Mo Bianxian nodded and looked at the woman in front of him with a somewhat complicated expression. Although he didn't stand close just now, he listened to the conversation.
He knew the past between Zhang Qingjiu and Chu Kuo, and naturally understood why she was so determined to punish Chu Kuo in the imperial study room, even though his own purpose was the same.
After hesitating for a moment, Mo Yipan said: "Master Xiao Zhang, please be patient about this matter, he..."
"Who said I was impatient?" Zhang Qingjiu glanced at him lazily, interrupting him unhurriedly, with a hint of a smile on his lips, "How is Master Mo's injury?"
"It's okay." Mo Tong was stunned for a moment, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, "It's not a critical part of the injury, just rest for two days and you'll be fine."
Zhang Qingjiu nodded, took a step forward, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I have to thank Murong Xiaoxiao properly when I get back. After all, this gold soft armor really saved your life."
After saying that, Zhang Qingjiu took a step back and said, "Master Mo, take your leave!"
Watching the figure walk away, Mo Tianyi stood there for a long time without coming back to his senses.
She actually knew that she was wearing soft gold silk armor? And she also knew that it was a gift from Murong Xiaoxiao?
Does that mean that she knew that he had planned her injury a long time ago, and the purpose was to make a quick decision so that Chu Kuo would have no way out, and also to let other courtiers in the court know that Chu Kuo was a
Those who are unscrupulous to their colleagues will no longer dare to lend a helping hand to them?
So, is she angry or not angry about the result of today's imperial study room?