A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

"That's right! I want her to pay the price! I want to depose her, imprison her next to my master, and make her his concubine for the rest of his life!" Veins popped up on Jin Ying's face. Wu Qing didn't disdain the position of househusband. What? In the future, she will slowly tell Di Wuqing how glorious and coveted the position of househusband is for a male favorite!

Suddenly, Jin Ying, who was immersed in her beautiful fantasy, shivered unexpectedly. She suddenly woke up: "Who! Who is talking!" The voice just now definitely did not belong to anyone from the coachman or the housekeeper!

However, inside the carriage, everything was deserted. There was no sound of the coachman whipping his horse, and there was no sound of the butler's heartfelt words of dissuasion. Everything fell into silence.

The carriage that should have stopped was still running continuously, and the sound of the wheels could be heard clearly, which was especially strange in this dead silence. The entire space seemed to be isolated from the outside world, lifeless!

"Who! Who are you? Don't pretend to be a ghost!" Jin Ying usually does too many bad things, but when encountering such a supernatural thing, Jin Ying immediately panicked. She looked around with vigilance, but her expression was fierce and her heart was filled with anger.

"I am the one who has the same purpose as you, the only one who can help you." As if he did not intend to continue to scare Jin Ying, the hoarse voice sounded again, without a trace, as if coming from all directions.

"Why should I believe you?" After a moment of astonishment, Jin Ying asked sharply.

"You have no other choice, only I can help you!" He didn't care about Jin Ying's suspicion at all, and there was indescribable arrogance and disdain in the man's sycophantic voice.

Being exposed to her current situation, Jin Ying tightened her fingers in shame and anger. She opened her mouth, but she hesitated to speak, still hesitant.

"Promise me, I can give you everything you want, including money, sex, power, and... your heart-to-heart, His Highness Qing!" As if he sensed a crack in Jin Ying's will, the voice suddenly changed. , cold and tempting, but also gives people goosebumps for no reason.

Jin Ying's expression moved slightly, but she bit her lip and remained silent.

"Come on, I will help you pull Mei Wuqing down from her position as the pride of heaven! Send her to hell! Destroy everything about her! Make her obey your orders! She will be you It’s yours forever!”

"it is good!"

Wu Qing, who was standing at the door of her palace, sneezed unexpectedly. She touched her nose and blinked innocently with her slender eyes: "Which bastard is cursing me?"

After briefly turning his head, Wu Qing searched to no avail, so he could only shrug helplessly. Her family's enemies are spread all over the world, ranging from the old immortal who is about to enter the coffin to the baby whose father and mother she killed. They are all included. If she can remember who has a grudge against her, then she will be really amazing!

However, as for enemies, they would come to her in the end anyway, so there was no need for her to bother to remember. As long as the person who comes is not good, just chop him into pieces with a knife.

Well, Wu Qing firmly believes that memory is a thing dedicated to beauty and wine.

Just when a certain prince was about to take a step forward and push the door in, a terrifying roar rose from the ground: "Ah! Murder!"

The shrill shouts shook the liver and gallbladder, making people feel sad both physically and mentally. Before Wu Qing could rub his damaged ears, a figure suddenly jumped three feet high from the palace and flew straight into the sky.

Wu Qing was stunned for a moment, and it took a while for his mind, which was always out of place, to react.

Well, it seems that a tragedy happened, and the location was in her palace. It's just...why does this voice seem so slightly...familiar? Hmm, familiar?

"Ah! The pervert killed someone!" Before Wuqing could figure out the reason, the exclamations rose again. With his good eyesight, Wuqing clearly saw a black shadow falling from the clouds, and among the trees in the palace garden area It was flying around like a monkey. Every time he jumped, the silver needle pierced the place where he originally landed.

"Dai Mei, let those cheaters pull out the thorns." Wu Qing frowned and ordered Dai Yan beside him.

These trees were obtained by Mei Yange and are said to be sandalwood. The fragrance of sandalwood lingers all year round. But Wu Qing didn't thank His Highness at all for the tree seeds he had worked so hard to obtain for her. Sandalwood grows in virgin forests, and it is simply unsuitable to grow it in her palace. God knows how difficult it is to grow it!

But, it’s not just her job to plant them, she’s responsible for watching them.

But now, after finally making these sandalwood trees survive, how about asking someone to poke a few holes in them?

"Yes, Young Master Qing," Miss Dai nodded, and then asked softly, "Young Master Qing, won't you save people?" If the murder happened in Prince Qing's Mansion, although it would not be difficult, it would still be troublesome.

Wu Qing waved his hand, glanced at the man who was screaming ghostly on the tree trunk, and said faintly: "This one who is jumping around will definitely not die."

Dai Yan: "..."

"Dead man, dead man! Help! Help!" He had to jump down from the tree when he reached the end of the garden. As soon as he landed, he ran all the way in a panic, rushing towards the gate of the palace like a burning building. .

"It can't be done, it can't be done! This young master is about to die!" As the voice continued to amplify, the figure in front of Wu Qing became clearer and clearer.

I saw that it was a man about the same age as Mei Yange, with a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows flying across his temples, and his facial features were bright and resolute. Every stroke was as brilliant as carefully carved by nature. His hair was tied high, and his tall and vigorous body was wrapped in a robe, which made him look more heroic and heroic.

The young master is arrogant and elegant.

It's just...brother, can you stop running around the yard with your head in your hands like this handsome man?

The man didn't know what Guan Wuqing was slandering him. He was waving his hands randomly and jumping up and down to dodge left and right. From behind her, a few trembling silver needles and a few shining daggers came from behind, grazing his His face flew past.

"Ah, hey! You don't slap someone in the face! If this young master is disfigured, he will also come to you to settle the account! Ah! My young master's hair! You bastard who has been stabbed a thousand times! If you don't avenge this revenge, you are not a good man! Ah! I am a ghost! It’s okay if the young master can’t fight and run away!”

The Wuqing Black Line is three thousand feet long. Brother, can you concentrate on your escape?

"Ah! Little brother! It's little brother!" In a hurry, the guy suddenly glanced at Wu Qing standing at the door. His eyes suddenly lit up with infinite hope, and he ran towards her, " Little brother, please help me! Your big brother, I’m dying! I’m about to die!”

Without giving Wu Qing time to answer, the guy made a sharp turn and hid behind Wu Qing, followed by several silver needles.

Whatever was extraordinary, whatever was handsome and awe-inspiring, were all shattered into pieces in the running around the yard, not even a hair was left!

Unhurriedly, he stretched out two fingers to clamp the incoming murder weapon. Wu Qing's mind flashed, as if he saw the cat-and-mouse battle that was staged every day in the Moyan Pavilion. The right envoy wielded a big sword and slashed hard, while the left envoy held his arms. The golden abacus collapsed all over the house, and the whole house was full of chickens and dogs. It's just that Zuo Zhi didn't have the guts to hide behind Wu Qing.

Someone suddenly had a bad premonition. If this guy stayed here for a long time, wouldn't Prince Qing's Mansion become the second Moyan Pavilion headquarters?

"Wu Qing, get out of the way." The moment this guy was safe, a man dressed in black appeared. With his condensed brows and iconic tight-fitting black clothes, this guy is obviously the son of a noble family but always dresses like a killer. Who else could he be if he wasn't Mu Yijue?

"Huh?" Wu Qing didn't react for a while. He just looked at the paralyzed beauty and choked out a sentence after a long while, "Yi Jue Beauty, who is this guy?"

While pointing at the guy behind her, Wu Qing had a blank look on her face. She had never heard of a lonely beauty with facial paralysis having such a bad friend that she wanted to kill him!

Hearing this, Mu Yijue's movement of firing the hidden weapon paused for a moment. He looked at Wu Qing, then at the guy who was hiding behind her and couldn't get out even if he was beaten to death. He thought seriously for a while, and finally shook his head honestly. Shake his head.

There was a new face in Prince Qing's palace for no reason. Even the master Wu Qing didn't know about it, so how could he know?

Wuqing's forehead hurt suddenly, but before she could ask the guy behind her, the guy yelled: "Little brother, you are not kind! You are so unkind! How can you give me to my eldest brother?" Have you forgotten? My eldest brother worked so hard to help you scold that bitch, and even racked his brains to get you that shitty trophy. How could you not remember your eldest brother?! It’s not kind! ! So unkind! Big brother, I am balabalabala..."

Wu Qing's head hurt when she heard the crackling nonsense, but she finally knew who this guy was. He was cute and scary at the same time. Isn't this the idiot who trampled all over the arena?

There was a little embarrassment on Wu Qing's face. It's not her fault that she didn't recognize him. The image of this guy before and after was really different. If Jin Ying had known that under that shabby beggar's gold outfit, he had such a handsome face, the lecherous head of the house would never have rejected this househusband.

"Little brother, please help big brother! This pervert is going to kill someone!" Seeing that Wu Qing finally recognized him, Master Gong immediately filed a complaint against the facially paralyzed beauty.

"Wu Qing, get out of the way." When he heard the word pervert, Mu Yi, who had always had a stiff face, raised his eyebrows and his voice became colder.

Looking at these two extremely disharmonious guys, a drop of sweat rolled down Wu Qing's forehead. Who will tell her what happened during the short time she was gone?

Well, actually, this is what happened...

At the order of his evil sister, His Highness the Crown Prince took the fool who was defeated in the ring back to Prince Qing's Mansion without being noticed by everyone. In fact, he couldn't stand the idiot's black mud, so His Highness the Crown Prince threw him into the pond with a sudden conscience.