wife and king

That day, Qingbo pushed open the door of the room, and saw four tall men staring at her with their arms folded. The light in their eyes flashed away, so sharp that she could tell at a glance that they were not simple.

She glanced around, and when she saw a bright sword in her eyes, she paused slightly. That sword was an ordinary sword, and it was impossible to tell the origin of the sword, but this sword carried a killing intent. , was mercilessly resting on the neck of her personal maid, Xiaoyue.

"Xiaoyue." The voice was steady, without any trembling. Qingbo had ground herself calmly after meeting Yan Cangling for the first time, and no longer changed her face because of other things.

The visitor obviously didn't expect that there would be no waves on Qingbo's face, and the threatening hand on Xiaoyue's neck hesitated for a moment.

"I don't know who you are, what are you doing here looking for slaves?" Qingbo put her hand on her lips, pursed a charming smile, slapped her eyelashes, and hooked towards the person, "It's late at night, everyone wants to find a girl, tomorrow Please stop early."

"We're not looking for a girl, we're looking for you." The leader took a step forward, a force of coercion emerged from his body, and the fierce murderous aura was like a giant net enveloping Qingbo.

Qingbo stepped back a little bit to avoid the pressure of the giant net, her smile remained unchanged, and between answering and questioning, she had seen all the available things in the room, and her mouth was still entangled with the visitor: " Do you think you are looking for slaves? Then why put the sword on the slave's maid's neck? Could it be that your eyesight is not good and you recognize the wrong person?"

The leader pursed his lips tightly, and his face darkened instantly. It was really daring for Qingbo to satirize them in words.

Qingbo smiled indifferently, squinted at the person with the sword on Xiaoyue's neck, gave a sneaky look, then retracted his eyes, and gave Xiaoyue a pale and trembling wink of stability.

Xiaoyue has been with Qingbo for many years, and she has more or less been tainted with her calmness. A small slit was opened from her lips, and she made a few hard-to-see lips without any trace, telling Qingbo the whole story.

It turned out that when Xiaoyue was cleaning the house, these four people suddenly entered through the window and asked where Qingbo was. Coldly waiting in the room for Haruna to return.

After watching it, Qingbo laughed slightly, gave Xiaoyue a comforting look, and then devoted herself to the intrigue with these people.

"What's on Ji Fu's heart?"

Qingbo's heart skipped a beat, both frightened and relieved.To their surprise, they found Ji Fuxin, but to their relief, they didn't know that this Ji Fuxin was not that Ji Fuxin.

She smiled and twisted her waist, walked to the table calmly and sat down, poured five full cups of tea, picked up one cup, and brought it to the leader: "The long night is long, these words are not If you can talk all night, why not put down the weapon in your hand, sit down and talk slowly. Come, drink a cup of tea first, and quench your thirst."

"roll!"

Clang!

The teacup flew out in an instant, hit the wall, and fell to pieces.Qingbo's gaze followed the shattered teacup, and unexpectedly slapped the leader on the face, and said with a sullen face, "Didn't your mother teach you etiquette? You're so rude!"

"How courageous!" The leader was immediately ignited, and he raised his palm and was about to hit Qingbo, but Qingbo straightened his back and looked directly at him, "If your palm comes down, don't you I want to know where Ji Fuxin is."

"You!" The leader's palms froze, his eyes widened like bells, his palms clenched into fists, he waved his sleeves to close his hands, and rushed out with a sword, resting on Qingbo's neck, cold air rolled down Qingbo's ice sword Bo's neck, "Tell me, where is Ji Fu's heart!"

"Tch," Bo looked down at the sword on his neck, unexpectedly clicked the sword, moved his neck, walked back to the table, and drank tea with his hands, "I don't know how to pity women. Do you want to rely on coaxing, not forcing? A woman is forced to make a big fuss. This Pin Fang Pavilion is a place where news spreads. I think you don’t want to make a big fuss and reveal your identity. stop."

After hearing this, all the men's breaths became stagnant, their eyes sank, and more killing intent surged up.

Qingbo's body turned cold, and her smile couldn't hold on anymore. These people had murderous intentions since she entered the back room. Even if she really told Ji Linchuan's whereabouts today, they would inevitably die.Besides, she didn't plan to tell yet.

"If you don't say it, then we will kill your maid!"

"Whatever you want," Qingbo shrugged, took out the silk and waved it in the air, pretending not to care, and said, "whatever you want, you are just a maid, you can do anything. Of course, don't think about Nanu's life." Threat, Nu is just a brothel girl, she dies when she dies, there is nothing to miss."

Everyone was angry, never thought that Qingbo would not be threatened.

"Is that so?" The leader snorted coldly, drew his sword suddenly, and the cold light shone, "I heard that you have a sister, and you said that if we capture her..."

"It's done!" As soon as Qingbo heard about Mengrong, the calmness on her face collapsed, "Whatever you want to know, just ask, don't need to talk too much."

"What's in Ji Fu's heart, don't try to play dumb, I know you know who we are asking."

"It's sold," the smile on Qingbo's face also subsided, and she waved the silk handkerchief in her hand a few more times, rolled it into a ball in her hand, leaned forward slightly, and wanted to light the incense burner, but the leader said The ground pierced the incense burner with a sword, and stopped his hand when he threw it to the wall and smashed it clean.

"Tsk, what a good incense burner, how are you going to compensate me?"

"Where did you sell it?" The man didn't want her to talk nonsense.

"There are rules in our business, and the buyer cannot disclose it."

"Yes, but I heard that this person has been bought by Yan Cangling."

"Since you already know, why bother to ask me, isn't it just looking for trouble?"

"Nonsense!" With a swipe of his sword, he pointed directly at Qingbo's neck, "And what exactly is Ji Fuxin now! I can't find it in Prince Yan's mansion, but I think with Pinfang Pavilion's ability, you must know!"

Qingbo's body was shocked, but her face remained calm: "That's enough to ask, how would a servant of other people's private affairs know."

"Come on, go and find Mengrong!"

"Ji Fu's heart is dead!" Qingbo's weakness was pinched, and he hurriedly threw out a sentence.

The leader turned his gaze back and stared coldly into Qingbo's eyes: "Ji Fu's heart is dead? How did he die? Where is the evidence?"

"You have been using force to persecute the slave, what good is the slave's words?" Qingbo spread her bare hands, and unabashedly beckoned for money.

The leader's face darkened, and he threw a bank note from his pocket and threw it on Qingbo's face.

Qingbo tore off the bank note, let go of it and looked at it repeatedly in his heart, the light in his eyes faded, he put it in his arms, and patted it: "Why do you need evidence for this matter, you must have heard about it, King Yan married a Regarding the matter of the jealous concubine, Ji Fu's heart is in the mansion this time, and he hasn't been killed by the jealous concubine, so it's possible that he still stays in the mansion to make the jealous concubine angry."

"Really, then dare to ask how King Yan bought Ji Fuxin in the first place."

Qingbo's heart skipped a beat, and she said with a smile: "Of course someone else bought it for him. Could it be that he can't buy it by himself in a brothel?"

"No, he went to the brothel to buy it himself." A bank note was pushed in front of Qingbo, the leader raised his mouth and smiled meaningfully—this was for Qingbo to collect money and act as a "fake" proved.

Qingbo narrowed her eyes slightly, and there was a huge wave in her heart.There is a law in the Huan Dynasty, no matter whether it is an official or a royal family, no one is allowed to enter the brothel without authorization, otherwise he will be punished as a crime.But if a man's desire is too much, how can he really regard the law as a god and refuse to go? Because the matter of officials going to the brothel is known to the common people, they just turn a blind eye and close their eyes, turning a blind eye to it, unless the official who goes to the brothel If you are unlucky, if you are caught by your political opponents and read a book, that would be bad.Now that the person in charge asked Qingbo to testify like this, it was obvious that he wanted to deal with Yan Cangling. As for Ji Fuxin, it was just a sharp weapon to deal with Yan Cangling.

"There were so many people at the Hibiscus Fair that day, if everyone said that King Yan didn't buy it back, then I can't believe what I said." Qingbo kept thinking that there were so many people at the Hibiscus Flower Fair, Is it possible that these people can still catch the people who were present at the scene to testify?

"That's right, since that's the case..." The leader's complexion darkened, his eyes were as cold as ice blades, "What if Ji Fuxin becomes Princess Yan again this time?"

Qingbo narrowed his eyes suddenly, but smiled on his face: "I don't know what you mean?"

"He Yi, Miss Qingbo is so smart, you should understand." The leader took out another bank note and put it in front of Qingbo, "What is Ji Fuxin's identity, and King Yan married him as a concubine, the consequences would be disastrous. Miss Qingbo, what do you think?"

"Naturally," Qingbo said with a smile, putting her hands on the table, and did not take the bank note, "However, it is useless for Guangnu to say it alone. Everyone knows that Princess Yan has an ordinary appearance, how can she be in the same season?" If you compare them with each other, you say yes or no, huh?" As he spoke, he pushed the bank note back slightly.

The leader's complexion was complete, and there was a look of displeasure between his brows. He was already impatient to see Qingbo remain unmoved.He took a few deep breaths, hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, and at the same time, quickly collected the bank note, slapped the table and stood up, venting his anger on others: "Kill that maid!"