The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 528 People are not as good as iron (3)
This posture made everyone think that Luo Qifeng was shot by her.

But she was very clear that she didn't touch Luo Qifeng at all just now, and this palm was completely empty, without infusing internal energy at all, how could he fly away in one go?
When he came back to his senses, he seemed to think of something, turned back to the soldiers, and shouted loudly: "What are you still doing in a daze, my girl's slap just now was not light, your general is dead or alive, it depends on your performance, it's too late But it would be dead."

The three hundred soldiers swallowed, they dared to stop Lingju again, even the general couldn't stop this woman, how could they stop her.

Now the general's life is the most important thing, without even thinking about it, he hurriedly ran towards Luo Qifeng.

Lingju lowered her eyes and smiled coldly, and quickly jumped into the carriage. As soon as the driver moved the reins, the carriage quickly ran in another direction. When no one was paying attention, she quickly turned into one of the inconspicuous alleys, and then drove Into the backyard of a tea plantation.

Lingju was blocked in the backyard outside, and according to the code words on the secret letter, Boqing came to the outside of a small courtyard smoothly, walked in gently, and walked towards the designated room in the small courtyard.

As soon as he approached the room with the door open, he heard an angry and angry voice coming from inside: "The Bo family's shelf is getting bigger and bigger. What time is it? I haven't arrived yet, I have a lot of things to close."

Boqing didn't make a sound, she stood quietly by the door, and looked at her lightly.

There are four people in the room. The man sitting on the top is only 40 years old. He wears a white gold-edged dress, which is infinitely luxurious. He has long black hair, half of which is tied in a golden crown, and the other half is very smooth. behind.

His face is white and extremely handsome, but his face is majestic, with a natural aura of arrogance, without anger and majesty, there are actually two pupils in each of his eyes, double pupils.

Taking a casual look, Boqing's heart tightened, the domineering eyes seemed to shake the soul.

If I hadn't read the secret letter and my list of participants for this meeting, I would have thought that this person is the current Emperor Underworld, but unfortunately he is not.

There are two empress dowagers in the Huaxia Imperial Palace, one is the first spouse of the first emperor, the Empress Dowager Xiaoduan, and the other is the biological mother of the Underworld Emperor, the Empress Dowager Xiaokang.

And this noble and domineering prince in front of him is the son of the late emperor's original concubine, the Empress Dowager Xiaoduan, the third son of the late emperor, the most mythical King of Xiaoyao in the Chinese Empire, the prince of the god of war—Van Fengliu.

Fan Fengliu, when there is no war, his life is just like his name, he lives happily, if there is a war, unless he goes out, he will win.

The title of Lord of War God also came from this, and Mu Zhaoming was listed as one of the most formidable opponents when the whole world attacked the Eastern Holy Empire.

At this time, he was not on the frontline battlefield, but suddenly appeared in the imperial capital. Could it be that the frontline has undergone a major change, or is there something particularly important about meeting me this time.

Before Bo Qing could look at the three of them, the man above suddenly said, "Since you're already here, come in." The deep voice was like the lowest sound of a guqin, long and indifferent, but it had a deterrent power of its own.

In the room, the gazes of the other three people fell on Baoqing, and then there was a burst of puzzlement in their eyes, and even more surprise.

It was not the first time for Zhuang Zhou to see fickleness, but looking at the woman in front of him, he couldn't help taking a breath, she was born to bewitch people.

A black wide-sleeved pleated skirt with floor-length pleats, a black veil covering most of her face, her long black hair parted in two, braided from the bangs on the side with more hair, all the way to the back of the other ear, and then tied up Form a small bun, and the ice soul hairpin fixes the bun.

The whole person was wrapped in black, but suddenly, behind the ears, two bright red flowers of the other shore bloomed angrily.

This kind of strong visual impact, this kind of extreme collocation, I am afraid that only a woman with a strong aura like her can hold it down.

snort!A moment later, there was a cold snort in the room.

I saw a middle-aged man with a thick waist and a beard on his face. He said disdainfully: "Everyone in the Bo family must have died. They actually sent a yellow-haired girl to participate. Such an important meeting."

Waving his big hand, he said without raising his hand; "Go back quickly and let someone from the Bo family who can talk come over. I don't have time to play games with the children." His tone was full of disdain.

Boqing didn't seem to hear it, walked in as if nothing had happened, and before the person above opened his mouth, he calmly sat on the only vacant seat in the room in the most comfortable position.

He raised his head and said with a flirtatious smile at Duke Qi: "Duke Qi may be disappointed, the Great Elder and the others will not come."

"What do you mean by that?" Qi Guogong shouted loudly.

Bo Qing hurriedly covered her ears, and said with a resentful expression: "Duke Qi, you are so fierce, and what's more, you yell so loudly that people's ears are deafened by you."

Yu rubbed his ears with his hands, and stared at the other party innocently and resentfully.

Others twitched their faces when they heard the words, and even Qi Guogong himself couldn't help being startled.

"I'm asking you something serious." Qi Guogong glared angrily.

"I'm also serious." Bo Qing raised her voice and yelled back.

Qi Guogong's face froze, his own face was not angry but mighty, not to mention his own daughter, even his wife was afraid when he saw it.

This little girl is quite courageous.

He dared to stroke the tiger's beard when he was angry, and said in a calm voice: "It's about adults, why are children running around and making trouble, get out!"

snort!Boqing snorted contemptuously: "It's not up to you, an outsider, to point fingers at our Bo family's affairs. If you don't like it, get out!"

With a few words of flirtatiousness, she returned the other party's contempt in a few words. Is she young enough to be bullied?
Who bullied whom, I don't know yet.

Duke Qi's face froze. After living most of his life, it was the first time he was yelled at by someone, and he was still a young girl. If he didn't teach this little girl a lesson, he would have no face. His tall body suddenly stood up, step by step. Approach fickleness.

Boqing slightly raised his head and glanced, his eyes showed a hint of shock, Qi Guogong was seven feet tall, and his burly figure was like a mountain.

The ferocious face looks like a Shura, giving people a strong sense of oppression. If it were someone else, they might be frightened by his appearance.

But ruthless, there is a look of expectation in the eyes of others...

A man of seven feet and a wife of three feet, the thrush hero actually bowed his knees.

At night, they lie down together on mandarin duck pillows, so that their heads are even and their feet are uneven.

puff……

Just after Boqing finished reading, everyone in the room, except Qi Guogong, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Duke Qi's tall and burly body froze in place as if petrified, with an old face full of lakes, as red as a boiled prawn, and for the first time he was ashamed of his height.

(End of this chapter)