Quickly penetrate the host, she is deadly and seductive

When Shi Qing looked at Zhou Tang, Zhou Tang also saw Shi Qing. Looking at Shi Qing who was sitting in the carriage and wearing brocade clothes, Zhou Tang's eyes were cracked, and there was hatred and murderous intent in his eyes. I wish I could just tear Shi Qing into pieces.

Meeting Zhou Tang's hateful gaze, Shi Qing just glanced at him lightly and never gave him another look.

He is just a dying person, there is no need to waste time arguing with such a person.

Zhou Tang looked at the glance Shi Qing gave him, and the contempt he showed inadvertently made him feel more uncomfortable than the previous stabbing at him.

It felt like a small knife was constantly scratching his body, and the lingering stinging pain was inescapable. It also felt like someone had strangled his throat, and his chest was so tight that he couldn't let out a breath.

Zhou Tang had been hanging there for the past few days, forced to endure the physical pain and mental humiliation, even if he wanted to die. Now he was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Then passed out.

*

When I left the palace today, I was going to the Royal Forest Farm.

Soon it will be the Double Ninth Festival, and not only will there be a palace banquet, but there will also be hunting in the royal forest.

Early this morning, Shi Qing told Meng Xuanheng the method she had planned to torture people, and her request was that Meng Xuanheng take her to the Royal Forest Farm and teach her how to ride a horse and hunt.

After arriving at the Royal Forest Farm.

Shi Qing and Meng Xuanheng went to the racecourse first to select horses.

The person responsible for managing the horses walked in front and introduced the situation and character of each horse to the two.

Meng Xuanheng chose a sturdy red horse, and Shi Qing chose a particularly beautiful white horse.

After leading the horse to the grass outside, Meng Xuanheng explained to Shi Qing in detail how to mount the horse, and then demonstrated it to Shi Qing.

Shi Qing understood it at a glance. She stepped on the stirrups, raised her legs and got on the horse. Following Meng Xuanheng's demonstration, she grabbed the reins with both hands and drove the horse forward bit by bit.

Meng Xuanheng taught carefully, and Shi Qing was smart enough, so soon Shi Qing was able to drive a horse and jog on the grass.

The unrestrained feeling of the breeze blowing across his face when he was running made Shi Qing feel a kind of freedom that broke through everything.

This was particularly addictive for Shi Qing, who had always longed for freedom. At this moment, she gradually forgot her identity and mission, and all she felt was the sound of the wind in her ears and the sound of her own heartbeat.

Shi Qing rode faster and faster, and her behavior was very dangerous for someone who was riding a horse for the first time.

Meng Xuanheng was the first to notice Shi Qing's loss of control and immediately called out to stop him. However, he saw that Shi Qing seemed not to have heard him. Not only did he not stop, he also rode faster.

Meng Xuanheng frowned, immediately waved his whip, and quickly chased after him.

Mujiu, who was following behind, immediately chased after him.

When Meng Xuanheng caught up with Shi Qing, he saw that Shi Qing's horse had lost control, but Shi Qing still had no intention of stopping.

Meng Xuanheng looked at Shi Qing, a look of urgency flashed between his frowning eyebrows, and shouted loudly: "Stop running, tighten the reins and don't let go, and slowly slow down the speed."

But Shi Qing didn't do what he said.

The white horse became more and more out of control. It kept shaking its body and raised its two front legs, throwing Shi Qing off the horse.

Shi Qing's body was unstable and he fell off the horse. The horse was still anxious and saw that the horse's hoof was about to step on Shi Qing.

The situation suddenly became so critical that the system was frightened. After reacting, it immediately prepared to mobilize force to control the horse.

At the critical moment, Meng Xuanheng jumped off the horse, rushed over, grabbed Shi Qing's waist, rolled to the side quickly, and hid.

Mujiu, who was following closely behind, was startled when he saw this thrilling scene. Then he immediately dismounted, stepped forward and grabbed the reins of the white horse, stabilized the white horse and tied the rope to a nearby tree.

Seeing that the horse was being controlled by Mu Jiu, Meng Xuanheng was about to scold him, but found that Shi Qing in his arms had fainted, and the bright red blood on his forehead was particularly glaring.

Meng Xuanheng looked at Shi Qing, who had no reaction at all, and thought about the scene of Shi Qing falling directly from the horse to the ground, and his heart froze for some reason.

He stretched out his hand to hug Shi Qing, and shouted to Mu Jiu with a stern face: "Go back to the palace immediately."

The carriage that left the palace hurried back to the palace.

After receiving the urgent order, the imperial physician immediately rushed over to check Shi Qing's pulse.

After passing some examinations, the imperial doctor breathed a sigh of relief and said to Meng Xuanheng, who was sitting beside the bed: "Don't worry, Prince Regent. Your Majesty is not seriously ill. The injuries on his forehead and body are only flesh wounds, and there is no damage to the inside." It’ll be fine in a few days.”

"but……"

When Meng Xuanheng heard this "but", his eyes instantly narrowed, he stared at the imperial doctor, and said in a deep tone, "But what?"

Imperial Physician: "However, although your Majesty is in good health, he seems to be depressed in his heart. I will prescribe some medicine for your Majesty, but more importantly, I need your Majesty to calm down slowly and stop worrying."

Hearing this, Meng Xuanheng paused for a moment, then slowly turned his head to look at Shi Qing who was lying on the bed. His eyes were dark and hard to distinguish, "I understand, please go down and prescribe medicine."

"Yes, I take my leave." After the imperial doctor saluted, he immediately withdrew, and Mu Jiu followed suit to get the medicine.

The room became quiet again.

Meng Xuanheng's eyes darkened a bit as he thought about what the imperial doctor had just said, and he shouted outside: "Here comes someone."

"My lord." Immediately, a man walked in quickly and leaned down to salute.

Meng Xuanheng raised his eyes and glanced at the man, "Go and call Xiao An."

"Yes."

After a while, Xiao An came.

Xiao Anzheng was wondering why Meng Xuanheng suddenly called her. After saluting, he raised his head and saw Shi Qing lying on the bed.

It was not normal to sleep at this hour, and something like that happened yesterday, a bad feeling flashed through Xiao An's heart.

The next second, she immediately knelt down.

"My lord, yesterday's quilt and food were given to me on my own initiative. It has nothing to do with Miss Shi. If your lord wants to punish me, just punish me. It's all my fault."

When Meng Xuanheng heard Xiao An's words, he knew that Xiao An had misunderstood, "I didn't punish her for what happened yesterday. Get up."

"Yes." Xiao An breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

Meng Xuanheng's eyes were fixed on Xiao An, and he said in a deep voice: "Let me ask you, has she ever told you in private how I treat her badly?"

When Xiao An heard this, he immediately became nervous. Is the Lord going to hold Shi Qing accountable?

No, she can't say it.

Xiao An suppressed the emotions in his heart and said calmly: "No, Miss Shi never told her subordinates about the Lord's fault."

Meng Xuanheng saw all the changes in Xiao An's expression and could tell at a glance that Xiao An was lying.

But he didn't break it either.

"Okay, you go down."

"Yes." Xiao An responded, saluted, turned around and walked out quickly. The moment she turned her back, she exhaled silently.

It was so thrilling. Judging from the Lord's appearance, he must have believed it.

Meng Xuanheng lowered his eyes and stared at the blood stains on the cloth on Shi Qing's forehead and his frown, and thought to himself: Is this little puppet's depression and worry caused by him?

This little puppet has always been smart, smart, and heartless. It seems like he doesn't care about anything, not even afraid of death.

So he often teased her a few times, and didn't think anything was wrong when he saw her angry and helpless look.

I just didn't expect that this little puppet seemed to be fine on the surface, but he was still feeling depressed in his heart.

At this moment, Meng Xuanheng's thoughts were a little complicated.