Shin's painter

Shen Xiaozhi tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and did not reach out to knock down the smiling face in front of him.

The current emperor is the wise emperor of the Sanyuan Kingdom, but in private he is a female/sexy overlord.

Xiao Cheng has always been smart, and has seen through the emperor's mind long ago, and did not hesitate to spread scandals with Yan Zheng, in order to escape his clutches, she quickly married as a businessman's wife.But Cheng Cheng was not so lucky. Marrying into the Prince Fan's Mansion was just a cover to prevent Da Cheng, who is his elder sister, from knowing the truth.

Even though he married into Shen's family, the emperor still refused to give up, so he summoned him from time to time.

Xiao Cheng was terrified, especially after Cheng Cheng's death, he was even more depressed and unhappy, but he died in his thirties.

During his lifetime, Xiao Cheng had always told his daughter: stay away from the royal family of the Zhao family, and not marry with members of the royal family.

"I heard that Zhao Wang likes the left wind, so Shen does not dare to climb up." Shen Xiaozhi replied, every word, every word with a sharp edge, killing without blood.

"Crack!" There was a loud noise.

Zhao Ting slapped the table and stood up, his usually gentle face cracked, and annoyed: "You...you...you a bold and arrogant woman, how...you dare to slander this king for liking men...men..." The upright King Zhao couldn't say that word.

Shen Xiaozhi raised her phoenix eyes, covered her face with a smile and said, "Oh, there have been rumors in the market that the king of Zhao is twenty-four years old, but he doesn't accept concubines. He must have special preferences. Shen is just hearsay. Zhao Wang said that Shen slandered , that would be wronged! As the saying goes, you are not afraid of a slanted shadow when you are upright, but you are afraid of a crooked beam—"

Before she finished speaking, a sharp sword touched her neck.

"To shut up!"

Zhao Ting glared angrily, no one had ever dared to criticize his preferences in front of him.This woman is not bold, but looks at death like home.

His teeth chattered, "Do you want to die?"

"I don't want to. Shen has inherited the blessings of his ancestors, and he will take care of him for the rest of his life." Shen Xiaozhi replied, not caring about the sharp sword on his neck.King Zhao is a greedy person, the owner of the treasure map and pomegranate tin, he wants both, and will never kill her.

"Do you think this king dare not kill you?"

Shen Xiaozhi stared coldly.

Zhao Ting shook off the long sword in his hand, grabbed her chin, and forced her to look up at him. "You, don't overestimate yourself. As long as the treasure map doesn't fall into the hands of Prince Cheng, it doesn't matter whether I want it or not, but you, I just need to pinch it hard, and I will die."

Seeing the anger rising in his eyes, Shen Xiaozhi asked calmly, "Where is the owner of Pomegranate?"

Seeing this, he smiled approvingly, "The owner of this pomegranate tin is the owner of the Wuluo treasure. As long as the treasure does not leave anyone, this king will die when she appears."

Shen Xiaozhi's back suddenly felt a chill.

He even knew.

How did he know? !

Behind the handle of the pomegranate tin is engraved a line of war script, which belongs to the descendants of Wu Luo.When she went south, she deliberately made a detour to meet the owner of Pomegranate, and confirmed this fact.She couldn't figure out how King Zhao knew this secret.

The pomegranate tin is not a pomegranate tin, but a pure gold hairpin.

Many years ago, when King Zhao was not a prince, he met a woman.He was obsessed with the woman's appearance and talent for a while, so he took off the woman's golden hairpin, and made a precious pomegranate tin with the pomegranate gems that are worth a lot.

The two had only been in love for half a year, and the woman faded out of his sight with this pomegranate tin.

Zhao Ting's eyes were filled with a sinister look, "Anyway, you can't get out alive. This king will tell you, the owner of Pomegranate, that woman, that proud and invincible woman, was once my king's wife. Woman, this pomegranate tin was made for her by the king."

He was quite satisfied to see a trace of fear rising in Master Shen's eyes. "It doesn't matter whether she is dead or alive, as long as she is found, she will die."

Shen Xiaozhi remained calm and shook her head in denial. "It's impossible for her to fall in love with you, and it's even more impossible for her to be your woman. My lord, this is a lie. If you want to cover up Zuo Feng's goodness, maybe Shen will believe it with other excuses. But she can't bow down to you."

"Wa hahaha……"

Zhao Ting looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and when he finished laughing, he pressed Shen painter on the table and grabbed her neck.

Yes.

At first, he mistakenly thought she was infatuated with him.

By the end...

Long after she left the capital...

He suddenly found out.

Maybe, he is just a pawn in her hand!

Zhao Ting accentuated his tone, with anger hidden in his tone. "She wanted something from me, and she didn't hesitate to betray herself. What do you know, her arrogant and arrogant face is just to deceive the world. To achieve her goal, she can also be as humble as dust."

Shen Xiaozhi smiled pitifully, "Even if you are as humble as dust, you still can't win her heart."

Her words pierced Zhao Ting's chest like a sharp knife, and blood spattered everywhere.

"you--"

Zhao Ting didn't want to admit that anyone had shaken his heart, so he increased the force in his hands, intending to put Master Shen to death.

At this moment, there was an unusual commotion outside the door.

Someone kicked in the door—

The boy in black stepped forward and pulled Zhao Ting away, annoyed: "Fifth brother, you are crazy, this is Shen painter. Aunt Cheng's daughter. How can you hurt her?" He pulled the blushing Shen painter and asked : "You, are you okay?"

"Cough cough..."

Painter Shen coughed and shook his head.

One step too late, and she would really have no way to return to her soul.