A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

Jin Ying suffered internal injuries from holding back her breath.

Seeing the ferocious look in Jin Ying's eyes but the aggrieved expression that she didn't dare to express, Wu Qing felt completely relieved. He just wanted to take advantage of her, but he still set his sights on Mei Yange. It would be okay to attack both of them at the same time, but this woman is so virtuous. If she is a beauty, it will be easy to talk!

"Whatever Prince Qing needs, I will definitely give it to you with both hands!" Finally, Jin Ying gritted her teeth and had no choice but to comply with Wu Qing's words. If she goes to the sky prison, she will really lose all her dignity!

"Master Jin will take care of this little matter by himself. I believe the master will satisfy me." Wu Qing was so happy that his words made Jin Ying almost vomit blood.

Wu Qing's words were almost like asking for a bad check. If Jin Ying gave less, she would definitely not be able to get it out of her face. Giving too much made her feel distressed. No matter which one it is, Wuqing is the ultimate winner!

There's no such thing as too much money, especially when it comes to robbery. The feeling of being robbed is not good, but the feeling of robbing someone openly is not an ordinary feeling!

"Okay! My master will never betray the prince's trust!" These words almost popped out of Jin Ying's teeth, and she almost wanted to break a mouthful of silver teeth.

"Then I, the king, can rest assured. Please ask, Master Jin. Don't delay things. If the master cannot find an inn and sleeps on the street, I will have sinned!" As if he didn't see Jin Ying's ugly face, Wu Tian He turned to the side and made a nonchalant gesture of invitation, fully displaying the good tradition of kicking people out after using them.

Jin Ying's face twisted, and the smile on her face became extremely stiff. After cupping her hands, she finally suppressed her emotions and persisted in performing the trick: "Prince Qing, farewell!"

After finishing speaking, Jin Ying took the carriage driver's hand and got out of the carriage. The horses were dead and the carriage was no longer usable, so she could only leave on foot with her servants.

Watching Jin Ying leave in embarrassment, passers-by burst into laughter.

Their side by side king is really awesome! What a joy! Make you so arrogant! Let your little girl miss their Prince Qing!

Amid the roar of laughter, the smile on Wu Qing's face gradually faded, and his delicate face turned unfathomable.

Even though Jin Ying seemed to be completely defeated by her, in fact, this person's patience was extremely good. Such people are the most terrifying, much better than the brainless Wan Rousha!

Wu Qing didn't know what Jin Ying Laimei was doing, or how long she would stay. All in all, she knew she had planted a time bomb.

But so what?

Anyone who offends her will die!

After such a fuss, Wu Dian lost his intention to enter the palace. Throwing the jar of cinnamon wine to Bei Yan, Bei Yan took the jar without saying a word and then turned around in the carriage and drove towards Prince Qing's Mansion.

"Miss Dai, please give these two jars of wine to the twins on my behalf, and tell them that I was so frightened by the dog today that I didn't feel right. I will go to accompany them another day." After getting off the carriage, Wu Qing gave the dogwood wine to them. When it is handed over to Dai Yan, everyone in the palace will recognize the four guardians, and it will be easy for them to come in and out.

"Yes, Master Qing." Dai Yan took the wine jar, turned around and flew away. People in Mo Yan Pavilion never give things away, even to the gentle Lady Dai Yan.

In Wu Qing's words, if you have a good level of cultivation, why would you need the No. 11 bus?

Leaving Bei Yan to place the carriage, Wu Qing turned around and stepped into the gate of the palace. However, when she was halfway through the door, her movements paused, and Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

The air around him was moving rapidly, and he didn't dodge or dodge. He just tilted his head calmly. The next second, something whizzed past my ears.

At the same time, there was a "swish" sound, and countless silk threads surrounded Wu Qing from all directions, like silk cocoons, leaving no gaps.

"Chengbian!" Wu Qing shouted softly. She was attacked at the door of her house. Her expression did not change. She just slowly raised her right hand, her index finger and middle finger together, and the thick black magic power was transferred to both fingers. That's it. Cut away the strings of heavy restraints.

The fingers were like sharp blades. Wherever they passed, the tough silk threads were broken into pieces. The airtight encirclement instantly seemed like clouds flying in the sky, rippling with her black hair.

White, like snow.

Black, like silk.

However, Wu Qing's movements did not stop. She spun around and landed a few meters away in the blink of an eye. The white robe rippled slightly, and she stood firm. She had already heard the roar of explosions coming from the door.

Bang bang bang, the explosions continued one after another, and countless sawdust flew out from the door. Finally, there was a huge muffled sound, and a huge shadow was seen pressing down high in the billowing smoke, creating even denser smoke.

A series of things happened too suddenly and too fast. The members of the Moyan Pavilion who were sweeping the floor, watering the flowers, and standing guard in the palace all froze and stared at the scene of the crime with their eyes wide open.

Master, what on earth are you making? !

Facing the doubts on everyone's faces, Wu Qing calmly patted the smoke and dust off his body. Looking back at the gate of the palace where she died gloriously, she suddenly narrowed her eyes and said in a dangerous tone: "Yi Jue beauty, should you explain it to me?!"

Although Wu Qing knew that she had hundreds if not thousands of enemies, and there were people cursing her twenty-four hours a day. But she didn't think that under the guard of the Mo Yan Pavilion tribe, the palace could let in any random assassins.

If it's not an assassin, it can only be one of our own. For those who have the guts to mess around in her palace, the answer is ready to come out.

Since Mu Yijue recovered from his injury, he has locked himself in a small dark room, making good use of his reputation and continuing his great career of hidden weapons. This guy is going to see the light of day again and give her a big gift?

"Sure enough, it failed." The culprit looked at the collapsed door, then at Wu Qing, who was completely intact, and uttered a few words very calmly.

It is said that this is the explanation in the legend.

Wu Qing's eyebrows twitched, and the members of Mo Yan Pavilion were filled with awe.

He has moved dirt on the God of Plague and still has no expression on his face. He is indeed a great person!

His brows twitched for a long time, Wu Qing rolled his eyes, and finally decided not to care about this facial paralysis. This man once put a knife on her neck and still had the guts to threaten her to save others. Is there anything in the world that he can't do?

"Yi Jue Beauty, is this your new product?" After calming down his complaints, Wu Qing glanced at the torn door again and asked.

Judging from Mu Yijue's tone, he was just regretting that his new product had not succeeded in sneaking up on her. Come on, it turns out she was a guinea pig for a while.

After seeing Wu Qing's reaction, the members of Mo Yan Pavilion stared at each other, and secretly gave Mu Yijue a thumbs up, with even more awe on their faces.