Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 390 Beheading (1)
"Back?" Zhong Cang raised his eyelids with a poker face.

Zhong Yin grabbed the wine jug on the stone table and took two sips. The aroma of the cold wine slowly flowed down his throat and reached his heart, nourishing the little resentment that had been waiting in line for an hour in the sun.

Peach Blossom Eyes squinted happily, and smacked her lips in praise: "Good wine!"

"Of course it's good wine!" The six people sighed in unison.

Zhong Yin blinked and finally realized that something was wrong. Now, among the six people, those who drank stopped drinking, those who took a nap woke up, those who wandered back to their senses, those who read books raised their heads, the one who twisted the ant's bodhisattva's heart, and the one who tore the petals had big hair. mercy.

Six pairs of completely different eyes, with exactly the same gaze, stared at him without blinking, making his hair stand on end.

Feng Feng looked at him very honestly: "Our master wanted to beat you up so hard that your head was blown."

Lightning sighed helplessly: "The princess is pregnant with the little master, and she has become more and more kind recently."

Lei Ming nodded adoringly and said: "Suggest changing the poison, violent punishment is not advisable."

Muyang continued excitedly: "As soon as the master heard it, he immediately agreed, the poison will be the poison."

Mu Tian was moved and pointed: "I still understand you, the love of this life is Huadiao."

Looking at Zhong Yin's staring peach blossom eyes, the five of them nodded together: "Well, congratulations, you guessed it right, it's this pot!"

In the end, Zhong Cang, the zombie face, made the closing statement with a blank expression: "This poison has a bad reputation. Within one month after taking it, the hair and skin are all purple in color, without any side effects."

As soon as the voice fell, as if to prove the truth of Zhong Cang's words, Zhong Yin's waist-length black hair began to change color little by little from the hairline, and the maroon purple spread rapidly towards the top of the hair. In the blink of an eye, it was completed!

He grabbed the carefully protected hair in horror, and suddenly found that even his arms had turned a maroon purple color, needless to say, his face probably hadn't gone away either.

Just like that, a big eggplant that was fragrant, tender and alive was freshly baked.

The five of Kuangfeng's eyes were red, and they sighed in reverence. The little princess's words were really brilliant, and it would take seven inches to hit a snake!
For the coquettish Zhong Yin, it takes more than half an hour to even dress up and arrange her hairstyle, and she pays attention to her image all the time. This kind of thing is the biggest blow, it can be said that life is worse than death.

Just when Zhong Yin was about to cry without tears, Zhong Cang patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It was originally in seven colors, but this is because the princess specially asked the genius doctor to adjust the colors to match your clothes." good."

After saying these words, two lines of hot tears immediately gushed out of the peach blossom eyes and flowed rushingly.

Suddenly, with a "squeak", a certain door in the backyard was pushed open from the inside, and a figure in Tsing Yi walked out stiffly.

Mu Er saw him with dull eyes, tilted his head and thought for a moment, seemed to remember that this was his masterpiece, frowned slightly, and then...

Extremely innocent, he moved his eyes away inch by inch, and walked out without looking sideways.

Everyone in the dark guards blinked their eyes, and said to themselves, this heartless and single-minded genius doctor Mu Er has not seen him for a few months, how could he have the potential to be a little dark-bellied?
Look at him, facing Zhong Yin who has turned into an eggplant after using his medicine, that frankness, indifference, calmness...

Don't worry about it!
A moment later, a trembling howl of ghosts and wolves rushed straight to the sky.

"Princess!"

At this time, Leng Xia had already left Gumo Studio with Zhan Beilie, and the two of them were strolling in the street filled with the fragrance of flowers.

She raised her willow eyebrows, looked at the distraught person beside her, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhan Bei Lie Ying stared straight ahead, walking step by step, completely paying no attention to her question, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

She frowned, grabbed his sleeve, and then someone slowly came back to his senses, and asked, "Huh?"

Leng Xia sighed lightly, probably understood what this man was thinking, shrugged her shoulders, and did not reveal it.

At this moment, a bustling commotion ahead caught the attention of the two of them.

A group of people didn't know what was surrounding them, they were talking to each other and pointing fingers, with a bit of unbearable expression on their faces.

Leng Xia pulled Zhan Beilie and stepped forward, he jumped up in surprise, protecting her side, with his arms in the crowd, circled a safe range, and said nervously: "Fetal gas! Fetal gas! "

It wasn't until they got close that the two could see clearly that a cardamom woman was kneeling on the ground, in front of her was a male corpse, lying flat on a straw mat, with a white cloth covering her head, and a piece of inferior rice paper in front of her, with four beautiful characters: Selling one's body funeral father.

A large group of onlookers surrounded them, sighing and full of regret: "It's pitiful, how will this frail woman live alone in the future!"

Gradually, someone began to throw bits and pieces of copper coins in front of the woman. She lowered her head and sobbed continuously. When she saw the person who gave the money, she bent down and kowtowed deeply, her forehead was red and swollen.

Suddenly, a disharmonious male voice sounded from a distance, and said obscenely: "Yo! There is a girl! Follow Master Ben to have a look!"

After saying this, everyone turned their heads to look at it, and after only one glance, they immediately shrank their heads and took two steps back, and whispered with lingering fear: "It's this young master again, this girl, it seems that it's over!"

Leng Xialiu frowned, when will there be a young master?

Xiwei's royal family was demoted, killed, and exiled by her. Up to now, she is the only one left. Where did this Marquis come from, especially looking at the secretive behavior of the people? With a terrified look, it is obvious that this is not the first time this person has come out to do evil!

As the crowd receded, a handsome man came from afar, followed by more than a dozen attendants. He looked like a dog in brocade clothes, but his steps were swaying, and his eyes were inadvertent. The flash of viciousness and obscenity, and the bullish expression on his face made people frown uncontrollably.

He wobbled up to the woman, and while she was shivering and trembling in fear, he pinched her chin, revealing a pale and delicate face.

The young master watched for a long time, nodded in satisfaction, waved to the back, and said eloquently: "Okay! Master Ben is in a good mood today, I bought it!"

(End of this chapter)