My Empress is My Bad Girl

The man turned his head and whispered: "It's windy outside, you go back to the house. I won't blow the wind again and you will have a headache later."

"You can talk with me again." Xue Yiru's voice was somewhat hoarse and timid after crying, "I am alone and afraid."

"You ask the maid to accompany you. I really should go, and I will talk to the princess another day."

The man didn't dare to stay longer and left in a hurry.

Xue Yiru leaned on the door frame and watched his figure disappear, before sighing low, slowly returning to the house and closing the door.

Ji Tangtang looked at it for a long time, but didn't knock on the door, turned around and walked away.

She stepped on the roof of the wall and jumped outside the gate of the Qin Palace.

I wanted to clap my hands and go back to bed, but heard a low voice behind me.

"It's over?"

Ji Tangtang turned around and saw Zhao Shu standing not far away.

He was wearing a moon-white gown, the night was faint, and his face could not be seen clearly.

She walked up to him and said, "I decided not to kill her."

"Oh?"

"She is also very poor." Ji Tangtang said, "I heard her crying very sad, saying that she was lonely and scared."

"She told you?"

"That's not true, she told a man." Ji Tangtang pulled a feather from her clothes to play with, "By the way, your princess seems to show signs of going out of the wall."

"What man?"

"I don't know, I heard Xue Yiru tell him to do it, Xiaoman." Ji Tangtang said, "For your men in Da Zhou, it should be a shame for a woman to go out of the wall? Will you kill her?"

"Ms. Ji doesn't need to worry about this kind of thing." Zhao Shu said, "This king is just to make sure if you are leaving."

"I will go home and sleep now." Ji Tangtang said, "I will see you tomorrow."

Without waiting for Zhao Shu's answer, he disappeared.

Mu Chen followed and took a breath: "This saint's martial arts... so fast."

He asked himself whether martial arts was weak, and he was not sure he could catch up with others.

Zhao Shu said, "Don't judge people by their appearance."

"It seems that the prince is right, she is a little saint of the Jiuli tribe, how can she not protect herself." Mu Chen turned around and looked at the backyard, frowning, "Master, what she said just now..."

"Li Xiaoman often goes in and out of the princess's yard, don't you know?"

"Subordinates don't know."

"Then don't ask."

"Does the prince know it a long time ago?" Mu Chen followed, "Master, is it Li Xiaoman, the coachman that Miss Ji just said about Xiaoman? Damn things, the subordinates will go and clean up the brave bastard."

Mu Chen was furious.

I can't wait to raise the knife immediately and rush to kill the head of the doggie.

Zhao Shu walked toward his yard and said calmly: "What do you want to do. They haven't done anything yet."

"According to Ji Tangtang's statement, what can be good about Li Xiaoman still staying in the princess's room in the middle of the night?" Mu Chen was a little worried when he saw that the master didn't care, "Master, why aren't you in a hurry? Even now they are. If you don't have the guts to do anything, you have to stop it earlier, how can you let them do this?"

Zhao Shu said, "Can you stop her, can you stop her heart?"

"Don't care about it?"

"I save face to the princess and give her a chance. I hope she can think clearly." Zhao Shu said lightly, "If she insists on talking to Li Xiaoman, this king will make her perfect."