I really dare not mess with the Queen Mother

Qin Zhao has calculated thousands of times, but never counted on this development.

What Mrs. Yazhai?what's the situation?Is there something wrong with their village master?

She felt that she had really played off this time, because before the bandits tied her back to the cottage, they said a few words to her.

One of the little bandits said: "Our head of the family said that since you are so pitiful and the whole family was killed by that corrupt official, we simply took you in so that we could give you a place to stay."

At that time, Qin Zhao was stabbed to the neck with a knife. Although the blade was some distance away from her fair neck, it seemed that the carotid artery would be cut directly in the next moment.

Of course she didn't dare to act rashly, and she wasn't stupid.

Out of the instinct to survive, she still said a few words: "But, I feel that I am an ordinary and good family member, and I am worthy of being the head of your family on the mountain. Strength... can be described as useless!"

"It's okay, our head of the family said that we just like a useless little boy like you!"

Qin Zhao: "..."

She was really about to cry.

No, she must find a way to escape.

She had less than a week left in her current life, and she might die before reaching Nanling.

She originally wanted to go to Nanling to find a place to be buried. After all, there are mountains and rivers, the seasons are like spring, and the scenery is beautiful.

You can't just die halfway in this broken cottage, right?

The feng shui of this cottage must have been messed up by this gang of bandits. Besides, ignoring the feng shui of the cemetery, it is impossible for her to marry a man.

But taking ten thousand steps back, what if she can't escape halfway?

Do you really want to marry their village master?

That would be better than death.

Just thinking about it, within a moment, she had been taken to the cottage.

This cottage looks a bit unsophisticated, surrounded by fences, but there are many gaps in the fences, and many thatched houses in the village look like they have been burned.

The point is that there are many scarlet bloodstains on the ground. As the rain washes away, the bloodstains that have been soaked in the soil have appeared on the surface again because of the heavy rain in the sky.

Just as she was about to continue looking at her, she was escorted directly into a thatched cottage by two bandits.

Qin Zhao was invited in respectfully by the two of them, and they treated her politely along the way.

"Our head of the family said that the son will be here later, and she will come to marry you tonight."

Although a bandit covered his face, his tone was unavoidably lighthearted.

Qin Zhao: "..."

Tonight, in such a hurry?

She walked all the way, although she clearly knew that the head of the family was also in the crowd, but there were so many bandits, she didn't even look at what the head of the house looked like.

Qin Zhao thought for a while, and suddenly remembered her route all the way into the mountains, and she would pretend to inadvertently kick a small stone to the side of the road before walking a certain distance.

In this way, as long as she finds ways to escape from the stronghold, she can walk out of the mountain following the marks she left behind.

She just hoped that the rain would stop raining again. If it rained again, she couldn't guarantee that those pebbles would stay where they were.

The next step is to find a way to escape.

However, as soon as she thought about it, the bandit seemed to be able to guess what she was thinking, and said with a smile: "The villain advises you not to think about it."

Qin Zhao was taken aback: "What?"

The bandit's tone was smug: "Our first master was just on the way, and he already told the second master that you made a mark along the way, and he has already wiped away the traces."

Qin Zhao: "..."

So now, bandits are all so intelligent?

How did the head of the family find out that she was making a mark at the back when he was clearly walking in front?Could it be that the fox can be reincarnated if he can pinch and count?

But how is it possible?

She felt that the most intelligent woman in the world was the queen mother in the palace, and besides Gu Junran, she didn't believe that anyone else had such an IQ.

But Gu Junran is far away in the capital, so it is impossible for him to show up in this poor village.

Immediately afterwards, the bandit left, and locked the door for her before leaving.

Qin Zhao has a headache. This thatched cottage looks crude, but she grew up in the countryside and knows the structure of thatched cottages. Stones are used as the foundation. If she wants to dig a hole to get out, it will be as difficult as escaping from prison. .

She was drenched in the rain all the way, and the ground was covered with wet footprints from her body. Alas, she might catch a cold this time.

Just as he was thinking about it, he inadvertently tilted his head to look around, and saw a clean navy blue brocade robe on the bed.

Looking at the fabric of the robe, it should be a tribute from Suzhou, and the materials are all of the highest quality.

Qin Zhao panicked even more, good guy, this gang of bandits not only robbed houses, but also dared to rob the court's tribute?

Don't wait for her to escape, if she can escape, report to the police as soon as possible, and then come back to wipe out this broken cottage.

The question is, how to escape?

She searched around the house, but couldn't find anything that could pry open the window.

The point is that she can see from the window that there are many people guarding the outside. As soon as she walked to the window, someone outside immediately scolded her.

"What are you doing? Don't you want to die!" The man made a lot of noise, and the tone of his voice seemed to kill her in the next moment.

Qin Zhao felt a little guilty, and thought that it would be impossible to pry the window open.

Then the only way is to wait until night to see if the guards will relax. As long as the bandits change their defenses, they will have a chance to leave.

"What are you yelling at!" At this time, someone spoke up: "I don't know that the one inside is our master's wife? Do you want to live!"

"It's... a small confession..."

The bandit who yelled at Qin Zhao at the beginning softened immediately.

"Beware of the master wanting your life! Trash!"

Qin Zhao felt a little surprised in his heart, and the attitude of these bandits towards her seemed to be pretty good.

If this is the case, then the chances of her escaping are quite high.

At this time, there was a sound of chains outside the door, and the next moment, the door was pushed open.

A man in white came in from the outside. This man looked good, but he looked like a scholar, not a bandit.

Could it be that this is the master?

"The villain sends my greetings to Madam..." He saluted, bent down, with a very polite attitude, and said with a smile on his lips, "Madam hasn't changed into clothes yet?"

Qin Zhao was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

The man smiled and said: "Our master ordered that in order to prevent Madam from catching cold, I specially prepared a clean robe for Madam."

Qin Zhao frowned.

"Don't worry, ma'am, you can change at ease, the little one will go out right away, and when you finish changing, madam, the little one will let the kitchen prepare food for you."

Qin Zhao took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "I don't know your village master, huh? Who is it?"

The man smiled: "I thought Ma'am was unhappy because of something, don't worry, our master's appearance is one of the best in the whole world, as for bow horse riding and shooting, he is naturally proficient in everything, you know our master, then I don’t know how many people are rushing to propose marriage.”

The corner of Qin Zhao's mouth twitched: "..."

In fact, there is no need to brag like this.

She didn't believe that anyone would have the guts to come to the cottage and compete to propose marriage to the owner of his family.

But she didn't have the guts to say that, and there was no need to say it.

"Oh, ma'am, don't be impatient. You and our master are going to get married tonight. You will know exactly what our master looks like and what kind of character he is."

When he said this, his eyes narrowed, especially when he bit the word "tonight" very hard.

Qin Zhao seriously suspected that he was expressing other meanings, but she had no choice but to suppress the discomfort in her heart and said nothing.

Just as the man was about to turn around and leave, he remembered something, turned around and said with a smile: "The villain advises you to change your clothes first, so as not to miss our master's concern that you will catch a cold, and besides, the Xipao will be delivered to you." We'll have to wait a while longer."

Qin Zhao didn't say anything.

"By the way, our master asked you what you want to eat? Our master's craftsmanship is comparable to that of an imperial chef. Wei Guo, Liao Kingdom, or Nan Qi, no matter which country's special dishes, we can cook for you."

Qin Zhao: "..."

As a bandit, does he still have requirements for cooking skills?

Good guy, banditry seems like a high-level profession in this world...

Qin Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Don't bother your village master, I'm not hungry."

The man smiled, turned around and walked out the door, not forgetting to let someone lock it.

Seeing that the door was locked, Qin Zhao changed his clothes anyway.

The clothes fit quite well, as if they were tailor-made for her, it was probably a coincidence.

When she changed her clothes, she still had a knife hidden in her sleeve.

The knife was a sharp dagger that cut iron like mud, and it was secretly hidden by her before leaving the palace.

Only the size of a palm, it is most suitable for killing people invisible.

After she changed her clothes, no one bothered her anymore. She sketched out the escape route tonight in her mind in advance. Her memory is actually not that bad. , secretly escaped from the cottage, it is estimated that it would not be difficult to leave Dayun Mountain.

On the way, someone came and gave her a bowl of pear and sweet-scented osmanthus soup, which smelled sweet and delicious. The person who brought it in said that their village master prepared it himself.

Qin Zhao didn't dare to drink it, she was afraid that it would be poisoned.

After a while, someone came to bring her a wedding gown again. The gown was so red that it dazzled the eyes. The person who brought the wedding gown said that this is her and their master's new house tonight.

Not a while after the wedding gown was brought in, there was a lively and festive sound of beating and beating outside.

Because it was still raining in the sky, it was getting dark very early today.

There seemed to be a banquet outside, and the sounds sounded like bandits punching their fists, but they didn't know if they were all drunk, and what they said was no longer Da Wei's accent, but something she couldn't understand. dialect.

Presumably it was the local dialect, or a code word between the bandits, but she didn't care much.

Time was passing by, and she changed into her wedding robe in the room and waited, with the sharp dagger hidden in the sleeve.

She was waiting, waiting until everyone outside was drunk, and when the village owner came in, she happened to kill the bandit who caused trouble, and eliminated the disaster for the court and the people. The people have done a good thing.

As the night gradually darkened, Qin Zhao lit the lamp with the torch on the table.

She looked at the flickering candles on the table, her eyes turned cold, and she waited for the village owner to come in.

The noise outside gradually dissipated, probably because they had almost drunk.

Another half an hour later, the sound of chains outside the door sounded again.

Qin Zhao frowned, she couldn't help but tense up, and the hand that was hiding the dagger in her sleeve trembled a little.

She pretended to be calm, walked to the door, and waited for the man outside to come in.

Her heart was pounding, and the fingertips holding the dagger were slightly exerting force.

Constantly comforting himself, it's okay, just wait for him to walk in, then pretend to be condescending to him, and then close the door.

Lead him to the table and sit down, go around behind him, and cut his throat without warning.

Very simple, just a matter of seconds.

While thinking so, the door was opened.

The moment the door was pushed open, Qin Zhao even adjusted his facial muscles, showing a big smile.

However, the next moment——

When she saw the person coming, the smile on her face froze instantly.

A familiar girl came in from the door.

It was the girl that she could always think of from time to time since she was on the road these days.

The girl was dressed in red, her face was gorgeously made up, her skin was like fat, and she had red lips.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol she had drunk, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and there was a slightly drunk smile in her beautiful phoenix eyes.

She parted her red lips slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qin Zhao, you are still in the hands of Bengong."

Qin Zhao's heart stopped suddenly.

I just think her voice is very nice.

The author has something to say: Well, let me talk about my decision first.

I'll change it, according to what everyone said, to prolong the plot and end it later.

Next, let me tell you my thoughts.

Just talking about ideas, not selling miserably.

When I first saw the comment section, when talking about the plot, my emotions at that time were very aggrieved.

Because I think this ending is the best I can think of.

Because of the plot of the article, as a creator, I will not be influenced by the readers even how to write the content.

I am still worried about controlling the plot of the next book, because as I said, the next book is purely for the readers of this book. See, as compensation.

But in fact, when I stopped changing, in addition to the accumulation of work, there was another reason. Something happened to my life and I suffered a big life blow.

At that time, I even thought about ending my life, and I was in constant anxiety. I was thinking, am I really a person who can only rely on my family?I can't live anymore.

So, work hard.

Because during that time, if I wrote essays, I wrote essays purely by inspiration. I didn’t have an outline, and I could write each chapter well by purely thinking about it in my mind. How could I write this book well in such a state? ?

After the update, I came back and continued to write. I read the previous article three times.I took notes.

Not an exaggeration, it was really three times, and the relationship between all the characters was clarified.

The line in Nanqi is purely to make up for a setting. The reason why the princess of Nanqi married Yuanshen and tried her best to harm her is because Qin Zhao is the prince of Nanqi.Originally, I didn't plan to write about her going back to Nanqi or something.

I admit that I want Qin Zhao to go to the Liao Kingdom to become a son-in-law, but this does not belong to the relationship between the queen mother and the emperor... I temporarily changed the plot and tried to be as round as possible, because I wrote the article because of inspiration, it just needs to be good-looking, no outline.

That's why I was wronged, I don't want to be influenced by some readers.Because I am the creator, I am afraid, I am afraid that the next book will also be because I said, it is written for everyone, and once again, the plot will be influenced by readers, but you have already influenced my subject matter, My core set.

And I stopped the update, I stopped the update, I got red envelopes for compensation, and even planned to finish the lottery draw. I think I did everything I could.

And my view of love is plain, and the final ending of my previous book will also return to plain living.

My view on love is like this, my other half, I hope, my future other half, you don’t have to have money, you don’t have to be able, because I have it, it doesn’t matter, even if she doesn’t go well in a short time, It doesn't mean that this person will not have a good life in the future. I think the right way is to work together.But as long as she likes me enough and stays with me to live a normal life, I will be satisfied.

This is my view on love, so the end of the novel is often a flat life, which is what I think is complete.

So I was scolded for being unfinished, and I was wronged.

but…………………………

Well, yesterday at 03:30.

Cough cough, I finished a game of Glory of Kings, Zhuge Liang was abused terribly.The sadness of the game made me calm down.Start thinking about my lovely readers QAQ

I stand in your position and start to think about the problem.

An author who has been off for a long time.

She broke the update, and I was not satisfied with the ending.

I have been waiting for her for a long time, I have been waiting for her, I am a paid genuine reader.

So, should she be considerate of me?

Well, I understand, I should be considerate.

So I decided to prolong the ending and write more.

Write a happy ending.

I waited so hard for you.

such.

Ahem, but I hope that I will write the plot and let me write it myself...

The theme and core of the next book are up to you, so let me write the plot myself.

Of course, if there are poisonous points, you can point them out, but I am very timid, and I don't dare to write poisonous points.

Thank you.

The red envelopes in the previous chapter have been sent out, and this chapter continues with the red envelopes.