Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

Gu Yunxi tilted her head and looked at Chang Qing, looking confused: "You speak as if you are very familiar with me and Prince Xuan. Do I know you?"

Chang Qing's breathing stagnated, and for a moment, he was unable to speak. His face slowly turned red.

Nangong Chu coughed lightly and felt like laughing.

This bad woman's way of humiliating people is really unique, but she can make people feel completely ashamed with just one sentence.

Gu Yunxi was still looking at Chang Qing, blinked, and shook her head: "I've never seen him before, where on earth did this guy who is so familiar come from?"

She even looked back at Nangong Chu.

Nangong Chu looked bored: "I'm not from Nanling, who knows where this little minion came from."

"The guards around the queen? But it doesn't seem to be this."

Gu Yunxi was still looking carefully: "This person is not with Jun Qizheng... Where did he come from?"

The two of them sang in unison, and Changqing's face turned from red and purple to pale, and finally, expressionless.

Suddenly, I had the urge to faint.

"Forget it. Since I'm from the Imperial City anyway, just help me write a letter back to the Imperial City to let them know I'm safe."

Gu Yunxi smiled, took out the four treasures of the study and placed them on the low table beside her.

She looked at Changqing and said with a smile, "Come, write a letter to your master, saying that the prince is not in Jinzhou City, but has taken a detour to Qianzhou."

"You're dreaming!" Chang Qing was a little excited. When he got excited, the wounds on his body started bleeding again and it was very painful.

"Don't want to write?" Gu Yunxi seemed a little surprised, and looked back at Nangong Chu: "Didn't we agree that this guy is willing to write?"

"Gu Yunxi, stop pretending in front of me. I..."

"Oh, come back to me, it's true that when there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey can become the king. How dare a small fish like you call me the king?"

Gu Yunxi sat on the chair and looked at the jailer outside: "Go and invite Master Yan. I'm not very good at executions, but he should be good at it."

"Yes!" The jailer went out immediately.

Not long after, Yan Yi, covered in blood, was invited over.

When he saw Yan Yi, Chang Qing subconsciously shrank his body.

The reason he dared to shout in front of Yan Yi before was because he was surrounded by more than a hundred guards, as well as four or five hundred yamen runners and archers.

But at this moment, there was no one around him who could protect him, and when he looked at Yan Yi again, his arrogance suddenly diminished a bit.

"He doesn't want to write a letter, so you can help him." Gu Yunxi sat leisurely, took the water bag given to her by Nangong Chu, and drank a few sips slowly.

"Okay." Yan Yi walked to Chang Qing without saying anything, drew the long sword from his waist, and made a hissing sound.

"Ah——" A scream suddenly sounded.

Nangong Chu's face changed and he immediately took a step forward, trying to block Gu Yunxi's sight.

But Gu Yunxi had already seen it clearly at the first moment!

Bloody hands, rolling on the ground!

Yan Yi, he chopped off Chang Qing's hand!

A mouthful of warm water got stuck deep in her throat. She couldn't swallow it, but she couldn't spit it out either. She was completely stunned!

Changqing was originally tied to a wooden stake. At this time, one of his hands was untied, and the whole person was half hanging. His screams gradually became hoarse and weak.

Gu Yunxi almost despaired.

"I still want him to write a letter, but you...you cut off his hand, how can he write? You are such a rude barbarian! You are exactly like your prince! How terrible!"

"Your Highness, you can scold me, but can you not scold the prince as well?"

Yan Yi was somewhat helpless, "How else do you think we should execute him? Should we slap him twice like a little girl?"