Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 82 The staring partners Xiao Yan and Nalan Zhenqi looked at each other, and couldn't help shivering in their hearts.They have always known that Jing Yirong is cruel to the enemy, and they really understood Jing Yirong when they saw it today.

For those who don't care, she simply ignores their life and death, and for those who care, she can disregard her own life.They didn't have the slightest fear of such Jing Yirong, only awe and obedience.

Jing Yirong pointed his sword at Ge Jiangke, "Where is the antidote?"

"In the Queen's hands," Ge Jiangke replied weakly, "The Queen only gave us the poison but not the antidote."

Jing Yi raised his eyebrows, pointed at Ge Jiangke's brow, "Do you want to die?"

"I think." Ge Jiangke nodded.

Jing Yirong slowly smiled in satisfaction, but Ge Jiangke felt even more frightened, her smile descended like Satan.

Jing Yirong grabbed Gray, stretched out his hand and opened his acupuncture points, "Did you hear what your father said in the secret room just now? Your life or death has no effect on him at all."

Gray looked at Ge Jiangke resentfully, "It turns out that I am the stepping stone for you to rise to the top. You don't even care about the life of your own son, are you still human?"

"Is scolding useful? I'll give you a chance." Jing Yirong handed the sword in his hand to Gray, "Now is the time for revenge."

Gray looked at Jing Yirong in astonishment, Jing Yirong sneered, "Why didn't you want to kill him? I'll give you a multiple-choice question, either you die or he dies, you decide for yourself."

Gray held the cold hilt of his sword and looked at Ge Jiangke who was in pain, Ge Jiangke smiled desolately, "I have already looked like this, I don't want to live anymore, you can kill me to save your life. "

"You can sacrifice your own son!" Gray glared at Ge Jiangke angrily, "You bastard!"

Ge Jiangke smiled, "You are not my son, how can my son be a useless person like you, who only knows how to go to brothels all day long except for eating, drinking and having fun, my son Ge Jiangke will not be so useless Yong, my son is tall and straight, born with the appearance of a king."

"You." Gray said with trembling hands, "You say I'm not your son?"

"You don't deserve it!" Ge Jiangke's contemptuous eyes fell on Gray, and he wanted to do this for many years.

"I'll kill you!" Gray held onto his sword and was about to stab Ge Jiangke.

Jing Yirong suddenly kicked Gray away, squatted down and looked at Ge Jiangke, "Who is your biological son?"

"I won't tell you." Ge Jiangke turned his face away.

Jing Yirong's eyes were sharp, "If I'm not mistaken, I should be the dignified second prince."

Nalan Zhenqi was shocked, "Second Brother?"

Ge Jiangke showed surprise on his face, and the astonishment in his pupils could not be ignored.

"I was worried that you would be suspicious if Anwan entered the prime minister's mansion late at night, but not only did you not have any doubts, but you also showed joy." Jing Yirong looked at Gray, "I have also been wondering why Ge Jiangke is so angry with you. You don't care about your life at all, now think about it because you are not his own. You have been with him for so many years and he is not willing to sacrifice for you, which shows that he has someone more worthy of his life, and that person is the queen. But like There is only one possibility for a person like him who is so ungrateful to obey other people's orders and willingly sacrifice his life, that Nalan Nanxian is his own son, and he wants his own son to be king."

Jing Yirong's words shocked everyone, and Gray was even more shocked.

Jing Yirong's gaze landed on Ge Jiangke's face again, "I suddenly thought of a way that really made me die of pain. Now I won't let you die. I want you to watch your dreams shatter with your own eyes."

Jing Yirong picked up the sword and returned it to Nalan Zhenqi, and then walked towards Grey, "You have despised me for so many years, here is a chance for you to take revenge. Clean up everything here, restore it to its original state, and then put Ge Jiangke like Imprisoned like a real beast, let him claim to be sick for a month, I can let his dream shatter in front of his eyes, and then let his real son see his inhuman appearance."

"Bitch! Vicious woman!" Ge Jiangke gritted his teeth in hatred.

Jing Yirong ignored Ge Jiangke, "Zhenqi will find a mansion in Mingdu City to settle all the people, and I will find the antidote."

"Yes."

Jing Yuan walked towards Jing Yirong, gently stroked the dried blood on Jing Yirong's forehead with his dry hand, "Does the child still hurt?"

Jing Yirong's cheeks were clearly imprinted in a pair of dark eyes, and the heavy concern made Jing Yirong feel heavy, and unconsciously took a step back from Jing Yuan's hand, "I'm fine, you guys go with Zhenqi."

The hands that paused in the air trembled, with a hurt expression on his face, and his eyes closed, "Okay, we're going back, you have to take good care of yourself. The best antidote can be found, forget it if you can't find it, don't worry about it yourself." Injuried."

"I know." Jing Yirong replied indifferently, she was not used to such vacuous concern, and never needed other people's concern, these belonged to 'her', and she would not occupy them if she didn't want them.

"Don't be so troublesome." Qiao Shuang'er descended from the sky with a smile on her face, "Isn't Jing Yirong the antidote? You don't need to ask the queen for anything, I have it."

Jing Yirong looked at Qiao Shuang'er, "Do you have an antidote?"

"Don't forget that there is no poison in this world that Brother Yuliu can't cure. Although I am not as powerful as him, I can still cure ordinary poisons, but the price is a little higher. Brother Yuliu can tell by looking at him. What kind of poison I got, but I can only find out after each time the poison occurs according to the situation, so it’s not because I didn’t show up just now, it’s because I didn’t know the poison just now, now I know, isn’t it just broken gluten powder, and I will give you the antidote.” Qiao After finishing speaking, Shuang'er took out a bottle of medicine from her sleeve, "Everyone will be fine after taking one pill."

Nalan Zhenqi saw that Qiao Shuang'er didn't take it, and looked at Jing Yirong with soliciting eyes.

Qiao Shuang'er was displeased, "You don't believe me? I don't have any grudges with them. Why do I want to harm them? There is no reward for my good intentions, so forget it."

"Wait," Jing Yirong grabbed the medicine bottle in Qiao Shuang'er's hand and threw it to Nalan Zhenqi, "Give everyone a pill."

"You trust me?" Qiao Shuang'er smiled again.

Jing Yirong shook his head, "I don't trust anyone, anyway, they are all poisoned, why not try again, anyway, they will die anyway."

"You are really cold-blooded," Qiao Shuang'er walked towards Nalan Zhenqi, "If she is so cold-blooded, one day you are the one who poisons you, and she treats you like this, what will you do? At worst, someday you offend her, she said It might kill you."

While distributing the antidote to others, Nalan Zhenqi replied solemnly, "If there is a day, I won't have any complaints if I die at the hands of Master."

"You respect her so much?" Qiao Shuang'er's envious eyes fell on Jing Yirong, "Is it because you are willing to do whatever she asks you to do?"

Nalan Zhenqi nodded, "Yes."

Qiao Shuang'er's eyes rolled around, and with a flash of inspiration, she hurriedly walked to Jing Yirong who was about to leave, "You might as well accept me as an apprentice."

"You are not afraid that one day I will be unhappy and kill you." Jing Yirong said coldly.

Qiao Shuang'er shook her head vigorously, "Not afraid, not afraid, Nalan Zhenqi is not afraid, I have nothing to be afraid of."

"I have enough apprentices," Jing Yirong resolutely refused, "what's more, I don't accept apprentices who don't want to drink."

Qiao Shuang'er didn't correct her, "It's true that I don't drink among drunkards, but Jing Yirong, don't you think you are very happy, you can get Nalan Zhenqi's wholehearted trust and respect, and he is obedient to you."

"I didn't make him obey me." Jing Yirong got into the carriage, "You don't tear off the human skin mask? I don't have a good attitude towards An Wan."

Qiao Shuang'er nodded, and obediently tore off An Wan's face, and what she saw was the ordinary face of the little girl in Yuluozhuang that day.

"It's no wonder that the world doesn't know what Qianmian looks like, because Qianmian never shows her true face to others." Xiao Yan was also looking forward to seeing what such a weird little girl looks like.

Qiao Shuang'er smiled slyly, "Only my destined partner can know my real appearance."

Xiao Yan was full of interest, "How can I meet your predestined standard?"

"The first criterion is that no matter what kind of person I dress up, I can be recognized as me." Qiao Shuang'er announced generously, Xiao Yan laughed, "The Seventh Prince has met the first criterion."

Qiao Shuang'er's eyes lit up, "That's why I came to him."

"Are there other standards?" Xiao Yan's interest became more and more intense, Qiao Shuang'er looked at Xiao Yan and Jing Yirong meaningfully, "There are three standards in total, except Brother Liumo and Yuliu in this world Brother no longer knows, because you and Nalan Zhenqi are so close, so I can tell you, but I don't want the sixth person to know? Bao Shi Nalan Zhenqi, letting him know will not work."

"Deal." Xiao Yan readily agreed.

Jing Yirong's complexion softened, and she subconsciously softened a little. Xiao Yan was originally only 17 years old. At this age, it is normal to be interested in gossip. According to modern Chinese, two people exchanging secrets should be regarded as intercalation secrets. up?

Qiao Shuang'er looked mysterious, "The second criterion is that he is willing to die for me, and the third and most important point is that he can die for me."

"Aren't these two standards the same?" Xiao Yan wondered.

Qiao Shuang'er looked serious, "Of course it's different. One is willing and the other is able. There is a big difference. Even if I meet a man who is willing to die for me, it doesn't mean he can die for me."

"Crown Princess, do you think there is a difference between the two?" Xiao Yan was still confused.

Jing Yirong nodded, "It's different. A man who is willing to die for you may not be qualified. So Qiao Shuang'er finds another man who is willing to die for her and can meet the standard."

"Jing Yirong, you are so smart." Qiao Shuang'er applauded hurriedly, "No wonder Brother Yuliu looks at you with admiration."

Xiao Yan looked at Qiao Shuang'er, "So in your heart, is the Seventh Prince qualified to die for you?"

"It's not for me to decide," Qiao Shuang'er shrugged, "Brother Liumo can decide who can die for me, and I don't know myself."

"This needs to be determined by others?" Xiao Yan was puzzled.

Jing Yirong felt that something was wrong, "Qiao Shuang'er, are you sick? Only those who are destined can save you, so not only must you be willing to die for you, but also be able to meet your requirements to save you?"

Qiao Shuang'er was taken aback for a moment, as if the secret in her heart had been shattered, she turned her head away, and murmured reluctantly, "You are the only one who is sick."