Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 116 The Unlucky Blind Cat Encounters a Dead Rat
Nan Tian walked around the palace twice, but he couldn't find any little girl who met the requirements, until he asked the maid who trimmed the flowers and plants, "Your honor may have misunderstood, the six or seven-year-old child, we only have the queen in the whole palace." Children."

"..." Nan Tian finally knew that he had been tricked by the couple. It's good, Feng Qingqian, a heartless person, forgets his brother when he has a wife.No wonder he told him desperately yesterday that there were thousands of court ladies, and he had no time to find them for him.

The more Nan Tian thought about it, the angrier he became. If he couldn't deal with Feng Qingqian, couldn't he also deal with this brat?Looking for the past all the way, Nan Tian's footsteps were windy, and only then did he see the vermilion plaque with three large characters Weiyang Palace written in a flowing manner.

There was already faint laughter coming from inside the palace wall, with cheerfulness and clarity, listening to this laughter seemed to dissipate a lot of the heat in the scorching summer.

"Push up a little~"

"Your Highness, you can sit still, the servant is about to push."

Hearing the voice, Nan Tian was even more sure that this was the person who offended him yesterday. Hmph, what about the queen, a brat, he has to tidy it up and let the brat know that the pot is made of iron.

When the Mingyou swing was swinging vigorously, Ruyan saw Nan Tian's face, and his heart tightened, this guy came here for revenge and trouble?But I remembered what Feng Qingqian told her yesterday that Nan Tian was the Poison King's apprentice and was best at using poison, but unfortunately he didn't know much about martial arts and was more like a frail scholar.

There is a saying that no matter how skilled you are, you are afraid of kitchen knives?Then he is good at using poison, but he can't compare with real swords and guns. When the swing fell, Mingyou glanced at Chang Feng, who was napping on a tree not far away, and immediately gained confidence, nodded, "Well, then there is nothing to be afraid of. Swords don't have eyes."

When it fell down, Mingyou continued, "Push it up a little more." The maids saw someone coming, but Mingyou pretended not to see him, and he didn't dare to say much, and still coaxed Mingyou to swing on the swing.

The swing was swinging high, Mingyou was holding the rope with both hands, the tulle skirt made of silk swayed with the wind, the blue silk was flying, and Mingyan's little face was full of excitement and joy.

Nan Tian is still thinking about what kind of poison should be used to deal with her?Dumb medicine, she was poisoned first and couldn't speak for ten days and a half months. See if her clever mouth can still deceive people?
Or treat her body in the same way as others, and give her ten packs of improved Qiqi powder, which makes her scratch her ears and cheeks with itching, and scratch the skin on her body to bleed!
Or give her some poison, so that her beautiful little face will have blue spots and red spots, so that she will be ashamed to smile in the future?

"You came to seek revenge on me?" Mingyou sat on the swing, smiling like a little fox.

"No, is this young master such a fussy person? Of course I wouldn't fuss with a child." Nan Tian said the grandiose words, but they were gnashing his teeth.

Mingyou nodded seriously, "Yes, attacking a child is like a beast."

"You're scolding me." This wasn't a rhetorical question, it was full of affirmation.

Mingyou shook his head seemingly innocently, "No, you didn't do anything to me, a poor and weak child, although I know you are thinking of countless ways to torture me."

"You are not a child, you are a demon king in the world, which caused me to hang upside down for more than an hour yesterday." Nan Tian's words were full of anger and grievance.

Mingyou nodded with his foot, causing the swing to shake slightly, "I was just kind enough to show you the way, and I didn't make this circle. You can't blame me if you run into a dead mouse."

(End of this chapter)