Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

"Wandering on the street every day, you're the one who caused trouble, right?"

"When I get into trouble, I have to humbly apologize to others."

"I'm just trying to figure this out for you?"

Wang Zhiyin blushed, feeling ashamed and angry at the same time.

"What about this girl, you don't need to worry about it!"

"Since you said that you didn't do it, who is doing it?"

"I'm going to find him now!"

Chen Qing said earnestly: "Miss Wang, you can go all over Xianyang City to inquire about it."

"It's just you doing those shitty things, don't I need to say more?"

"Who dares to marry you?"

"I guess it's probably because the Crown Princess is afraid that you won't be able to get married and the Wang family will be laughed at, so she pulls you hard and adds you to the dowry list."

"Let me guess again, Old General Wang Jian and your father probably won't object."

"You are already like this, it's good if someone wants it, and it doesn't matter whether you are a concubine or not."

"Faithful words that are harsh to the ear are good for deeds, and good medicine is good for the sick."

"What I say is from the bottom of my heart, you should think about it yourself."

Wang Zhiyin's expression kept changing, which was extremely exciting.

The concubine tried her best to persuade her that Chen Qing would become the prime minister in the future.

Below one person, above ten thousand people.

What's more, she has the backing of the Wang family, even if she is a concubine, Chen Qing dare not underestimate her.

Besides, Wang Ben was seriously ill and was bedridden. If she got married as soon as possible, her father would have one less worry, and maybe she could live for a few more years.

Anyway, after all the good things have been said, it feels like...

She is like some unwanted cargo, and she is eager to get rid of it as soon as possible.

The attitudes of Wang Jian and Wang Ben are also very intriguing.

It stands to reason that there are three generals in the Wang family, and they are the nobles.

Wang Jian should be furious when his own daughter became a concubine.

Unexpectedly, the old general just said regretfully: "It's hard for you."

Wang Zhiyin couldn't help but start to doubt herself.

Am I really unable to get married?

Even being a concubine has to be rushed?

"impossible!"

Wang Zhiyin said angrily.

But after thinking about it, it seems that no one has come to propose marriage in the past two years.

The truth of the facts was so cruel that she couldn't accept it at all for a while.

"Miss Wang, in fact, I wish you could be stronger."

"If you have the heart to kill me, you should think of a way to get yourself out quickly!"

"Good for both of us."

"I really do, please!"

Chen Qing put his hands together and begged sincerely.

Wang Zhiyin stared at him blankly, unable to believe that the other party would have such an attitude.

"Chen Qing."

"How do you prove that you don't covet me?"

"If you can prove it to me, I'm leaving now."

She really didn't give up, and she didn't believe that no one wanted her.

"This……"

Chen Qing frowned in distress.

How do you prove that you have no covetous heart?

It's almost as weird as proving that I am myself.

"There is a way!"

Chen Qing suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind: "Stand over here."

Wang Zhiyin asked vigilantly: "I advise you not to have any wrong thoughts, this girl practiced martial arts at the age of eight..."

"You can tie my hands up."

Chen Qing took the initiative to extend his hand.

Wang Zhiyin hesitated for a while before taking half a step forward.

"Come closer."

"You have a bigger step."

It wasn't until the two were within a palm's distance that they could even smell each other's breaths that Chen Qing nodded slowly.

He stared intently at Wang Zhiyin's eyes, looking at her a little uncomfortable.

"Chen Qing, what do you want to do?"

"Miss Wang, has my face changed?"

Chen Qing asked seriously.

Wang Zhiyin observed carefully for a moment, then shook her head slowly.

"Then does my heart beat faster?"

Chen Qing asked again.

"How can I hear that?"

Wang Zhiyin said angrily.

"It's okay, you can touch my chest."

Chen Qing said generously.

After all, Wang Zhiyin didn't have the nerve to reach out her hand, she shook her head and said, "Not yet."

"Cough cough."

Chen Qing coughed lightly: "It's getting late, you and I are alone. Oh, the one tied up in the back doesn't count."

"Our eyes met and our noses smelled each other."

"I have no emotion at all."

"A man's mouth can lie, but Kun'er absolutely can't."

"If I'm not interested in you, I'm not interested. It can't be fake, right?"

Wang Zhiyin opened her mouth wide and looked up at him blankly.

Although she didn't understand some words, she understood the general meaning.

"Miss Wang, did you write the letter now?"

Chen Qing moved closer and quickly looked away.

What's wrong with this wild girl, she just opened her mouth.

Those thin lips and pink tongue really make people feel different thoughts.

Chen Qing immediately thought that with the other party's temper, he might not want to make him understand what it means to be sharp-tongued and what it means to cut grass and roots.

As a result, the daydream in his heart disappeared instantly, and his face returned to normal again.

"Late at night."

"Miss Wang, please go back."

Seeing that the other party was still not moving, Chen Qing took the initiative to remind: "I will not tell anyone about today's matter, just pretend that you have never been here."

"wrong!"

A sharp knife was placed on his neck in an instant.

Wang Zhiyin stared at him sternly: "Go and stand in front of her, it's the same. I doubt you are as good as Long Yang!"

……

Miss Wang, you are too much!

Chapter 154 Reckless King Kong, Black Whirlwind

Chen Qing is very sure, sure and sure, the brain circuit of Wang Zhiyin, a street trickster, is absolutely different from that of normal people.

"You can slander my innocence, but you must never doubt my sexual orientation."

"Miss Wang, I'll let you see how lonely men and widows should be together."

He turned around and strode towards Reba who was tied to the pillar.

Wang Zhiyin followed closely behind, watching each other's every move.

"It hurts you."

Standing in front of Reba, Chen Qing stretched out his hand to untie the hemp rope between her lips.

I don't know if Wang Zhiyin is particularly talented in some aspects. In martial arts movies, everyone else is just a ball of rags covering the hostage's mouth and it's over.

She also pulled a rope to reinforce it, which looks a bit like the mouth gag commonly used by island actresses.

"grown ups."

Reba broke free, and opened his mouth to plead guilty to Chen Qing.

"Stop talking."

Chen Qing put his hands on the pillar and stared straight at her.

A blush appeared on Reba's pretty face, and he lowered his head in panic.

She didn't know the allusion of "restraining one's salary to taste one's courage", but she could still understand Daqin official dialect.

What Chen Qing wanted to do was self-evident.

Reba bumped wildly in his heart, but he didn't feel any resistance.

Because of her mistake, Wang Zhiyin broke in, and now Chen Qing was also held hostage.

If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Even if you want to blame, you can't blame others.

A slender finger raised her smooth chin.

Chen Qing moved his fingertips slowly, feeling her delicate and moist skin, and then used a little strength to force her to raise her head.

Reba's pretty face was blushing, and the eyes in his exotic pupils kept drifting, and he didn't even dare to look at him.

Chen Qing stared at her beautiful lips without hesitation.

Perhaps because of nervousness, Reba swallowed dryly, his small mouth slightly opened, revealing two white teeth.

Chen Qing quickly lowered his head and kissed her without hesitation.

In more than 200 BC, the teachers of the island country had not yet spread the rich knowledge of physiology to the Great Qin Dynasty.

This caused Wang Zhiyin and her like to only know how to fight fiercely every day, fighting and killing people at every turn.

Either way.