I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 455 What I Want Is Not Yours, Thank You

Meng Ci sighed: "Father, this is not some pigskin and sheepskin, this should be the skin of the small box that disappeared!"

Marquis Yongchang shook his hands, and silently put down the skin again.

Although he was a character who fought on the battlefield, he would not intentionally torture prisoners of war unless necessary.

Generally, the knife goes down and the head falls to the ground.

It's like chopping vegetables.

He has never done skinning, of course, technically it is not allowed.

He doesn't have the skill.

Marquis Yongchang understood the key points, and asked: "Then, the little box is already dead. Your Highness just said about disposing of the corpse. How did you deal with it?"

"Don't leave anything behind!"

This is the palace, it is someone else's territory.

Commander Zhang led people to search here and there. If he finds him, he will follow the clues at that time.

The fact that Yue Ren has skinning skills is not a top secret.

If you check carefully, you can find the clues.

Shen Yi had already helped Yueren re-bandage the wound.

He stood up and wiped his hands, walked to the skin, took out a small black bottle from the pouch around his waist, opened it, and dripped a few drops on the skin.

Hearing the sizzling sound, Marquis Yongchang watched helplessly as the skin melted into a puddle of blood, leaving nothing behind.

Marquis Yongchang opened up a new world and learned new knowledge.

He couldn't help saying: "This is a good thing. If you spread it on the battlefield, all the enemy troops will die! You don't need to use knives or guns."

Shen Yi handed him the small black bottle: "This thing is extremely difficult to refine, and it is impossible to apply it on a large scale. But there is still half a bottle left here, Lord Hou, take it!"

Marquis Yongchang rubbed his hands together: "That's so embarrassing!"

After rubbing, he quickly picked up the bottle and stuffed it into his clothes.

The quick Meng Ci was dazzled.

She said helplessly: "Father, what do you want this for? This thing is dangerous, and it won't be of much use in the battlefield."

"I'm doing research, maybe it can be mass-produced!"

impossible.

If it can be produced on a large scale, it is actually a terrible thing, equivalent to a biochemical weapon in modern society.

His Majesty has ordered the courtiers to leave.

Meng Ci thought for a while: At present, the Hou Mansion has cleared the suspicion, but Yue Ren still has injuries on his body, so he will stay in the palace. If he is discovered, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Why not take this opportunity to go out, go outside the palace, find a place to raise it for a period of time, or close the door, and wait for the wound to heal, then the catastrophe will be completely avoided.

Yue Ren disagreed with this.

"Qingqing, where are you and where am I, I must stay by your side!"

"Externally, I am your bodyguard!"

In fact, from the beginning, you were the boss' bodyguard.

After Meng Ci persuaded him gently for a long time, he finally reluctantly agreed, and asked, "Then Qingqing, when will you leave the palace?"

A look of worry flashed across Meng Ci's face, and it quickly dissipated: "I'm about to die too. The imperial physician in the palace said that my wound is not suitable for moving, so I'll stay here for a few more days."

Shen Yi agreed: "Master Hou, Mrs. Hou, don't worry, I will take good care of Ah Ci."

Marquis Yongchang snorted, flicked his sleeves, and left with an unhappy expression.

Meng Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry: Well, the bottle of corpse water just now was given away for nothing, and Daddy Qi's ability to turn faces and deny people is really amazing.

Mrs. Hou stayed one step longer, and smiled embarrassedly: "Your Highness, he is that bull-tempered, Your Highness, don't be so fussy with him. This time, Your Highness has gone deep into danger for the Hou Mansion, and the concubine and Lord Hou are very grateful!"

"What Mrs. Hou said here and there, Madam Hou and Master Hou also took care of me a lot when I was in the Hou Mansion in the past. I keep these in my heart. The king understands Master Hou's temperament."

"He just cared too much about Ah Ci."

Mrs. Hou nodded: As expected of the son-in-law I have been eyeing for a long time, his character and temperament are really good.

Although Yue Ren is good and handsome, but when it comes to stable family background, he is still not as good as Shen Yi.

Unfortunately, one woman cannot marry two husbands.

Madam Hou grabbed Yue Ren's clothes with great regret: "Let's go, pack up and leave the palace with me to recuperate."

Yue Ren said with a sullen face: "You let go, I won't leave, otherwise I..."

Madam Hou raised her eyebrows: "Otherwise, what about you, can you still beat me up? It's not big or small!"

"Hurry up, Ah Ci is for your own good. You have been targeted. Didn't you realize that? Do you think that Murong Feng would trust you so easily? He Gong can't find that little box by then. Sooner or later, doubts will come to you again."

"Let's go!" Madam Hou said fiercely, then suddenly slowed down her tone, "Come back with me, I'll let the kitchen staff cook your favorite dishes!"

Yueren is very angry, but Mrs. Hou really can't fight.

He reluctantly moved towards the door, when Meng Ci said, "Yue Ren..."

His eyes lit up, and he stopped quickly, like a puppy whose name was called by its owner.

"Thank you. After you go back, take care of your injuries. I will be back soon."

"Yue Ren..." Meng Ci paused, staring deeply into those green eyes, "Thank you very much!"

Yue Ren's lips moved several times, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, he just whispered something: "I don't want your thank you!"

Then he pushed open the door and walked out.

The sun was shining brightly outside the house, and it was still cloudy in the morning, but now it was clear and clear in autumn.

The sun was so bright, but when it shone on Yue Ren's body, he couldn't feel the warmth.

His warmth seems to be in Meng Ci.

There was a stone at his feet, and he kicked it irritably, hitting Yue Ran who was picking osmanthus flowers in the yard.

Yue Ran was caught off guard, didn't stand firm, staggered, and the sweet-scented osmanthus in her arms scattered all over the ground.

She raised her eyebrows: "Brother, what are you doing, I've been picking them for a long time!"

"come here!"

"I'm not going!"

That doesn't work.

Yue Ran ran over, grabbed Yue Ren's arm and yelled at the tree: "You dropped my sweet-scented osmanthus, pick it up for me!"

"I won't pick it, so don't bother me, I'm going to beat someone up!"

"You beat you, beat you!" Yue Ran moved her face closer, "Hmph, I don't know how to correct my mistakes, brother, why are you so ignorant!"

"You should apologize to me first, and then pick the sweet-scented osmanthus for me, you know?"

Yueran's small mouth was babbling, and the strength in her hands was not loose.

Yue Ren was bored to death.

But this is my own younger sister, so I can't really fight her.

I can only hold back my stomach to pick osmanthus, which is strange to say, I have something to do in my hand, and after Yue Ran's voice fills my ears, those negative emotions are gradually driven away.

Inside the room, Meng Ci's face became serious.

(End of this chapter)