The imperial concubine was spoiled by the prince again

Chapter 849 Killing Wrongly, How Poor

Zheng Lian's vigilance is too heavy, as long as they are in the capital, that person will definitely take extra precautions, but what if they are not there?

She had already heard from Zheng Youde that Zheng Lian kept his holiday itinerary very secret, and was very sensitive to the people who followed him, but... what if they were not people?
The weather in the outer suburbs of the capital is particularly good recently, so good that you can see birds passing by among the white clouds as soon as you look up.

And among these birds, there is a special figure that cannot be seen unless you look carefully-Bo Ya, the eagle.

It flies high, so when viewed from a distance, it will give the illusion that it is about the same size as other birds.

It is also because of this that no one has noticed that an eagle followed them all the way until now.

Zheng Youde, who squinted his eyes to confirm Boya's existence while stretching, turned his neck, opened his eyes and found Zheng Lian was looking at him with probing eyes.

"I don't know what the Patriarch has ordered?"

Zheng Lian slowly turned the teacup in his hand.

When he was away from home, he didn't need food and water from others, so he brought what he drank with himself.

The fragrance of Junshan Silver Needle in the cup wafted out with his movements, attracting the attention of other people in the tea shed.

Someone patted the table and shouted: "Where is the shopkeeper? The shopkeeper, come out to me!"

"Why is it good tea for that person, but swill for us?"

The shopkeeper was obsequious: "Oh, customer, the little old man was wronged!"

"The guest brought the tea himself, but it has nothing to do with the little old man."

"If the little old man can afford such tea, what kind of tea and wine shop will he open in this remote place?"

Those people didn't know whether they were drinking too much, or they simply saw Zheng Lian's wealth and wanted to find fault.

Picking up the wine pot, he took a sip and went forward with a smile and said: "This master looks like a rich man. It's not easy for everyone to go out. How about you, this good tea, how much can you give me?"

Zheng Lian didn't even look at them, and only said to Zheng Youde: "Do you know what will happen if I find out that someone is following us?"

Zheng Youde was stunned: "Huh?"

With a wave of Zheng Lian's hand, the gangsters who hadn't had time to finish playing the rhetoric were already decapitated.

Zheng Lian said to Zheng Youde who seemed to be stunned: "Do you know them?"

Zheng Youde shook his head, covered his nose and mouth in disgust: "What a stinky beggar!"

Those private guards who followed Zheng Lian performed their duties, silenced those who silenced them, buried corpses, and finally came to report: "These are gangsters from the neighborhood. No, it’s not from the capital.”

Zheng Lian said lightly: "It seems that the killing was wrong, how pitiful."

Zheng Youde maintains just the right amount of stupidity and intelligence from the beginning to the end, and the scale is just right.

"Does the owner suspect that they are related to the prince?"

The tone was naturally somewhat nervous, and Zheng Lian looked at it for a long time without seeing any flaws: "It's not the best."

I don't know if this is talking about those gangsters who were killed, or Zheng Youde in front of him.

Zheng Youde continued to rummage through the tea and wine shop heartlessly looking for food, and he didn't dare to relax when his back was facing Zheng Lian.

There is no one alive in this shop.

Zheng Lian was so cautious and cruel.

A flirtatious "wrong killing" and an insincere "really pitiful" are the portrayal of his truest attitude towards these lives desecrated by him - he doesn't care.

After gritting his teeth and sighing, Zheng Youde still had a smile all over his face: "Patriarch, there is nothing to eat here, just a small dilapidated shop."

(End of this chapter)