The concubine is often hard to spoil: my queen is not easy to mess with

Chapter 105 You Take the Credit, I Take the Blame 7
"That is, I am a great country with a vast territory, and of course I have a broad mind. It is not like some narrow places, and I can only use some despicable methods."

The prince smiled, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai.

Bei Qi's expression didn't change, and before he could open his mouth, the other woman he brought couldn't help but started to complain.

"Prince Tianqi, what are you talking about? Are you saying that our northern border is not as small as your Tianqi?" The woman stood up with an angry face, and the whip in her hand was about to be thrown out.

"Rongrong, don't be rude, Prince Tianqi probably didn't mean that," Bei Qi said with a smile, seemingly dissuading, but his tone was light, with a hint of pampering.

Bei Rong was furious, she jumped onto the table, and slammed the whip on the floor, despite her young age, the strength was not light, and a deep mark immediately appeared on the ground.

Everyone swallowed involuntarily.

They knew that the people of northern Xinjiang had always been barbaric, but they didn't expect that a small female class would be so terrifying...

"That's what he clearly meant. I hate people like you Tianqi the most. They don't speak well, they are coy, pointing fingers and scolding Huaihuai. They have real skills and compete on the field. Why are you talking lip service here!"

Her whip pointed directly at the prince.

After all, the prince was spoiled, and the martial arts were too tiring, and the queen was not willing to let him learn. At most, he had a little bit of brute force, which can be said to be indifferent to the five grains.

Being pointed at with a whip by such a tough woman, his face indeed changed instantly.

If he came down with a whip, he would be dead or half-lived. . . . . .Involuntarily, his eyes widened, and his buttocks couldn't sit still.

But I still have to hold on, "You, you...you savages, you are making wild guesses, and you are forcing it on the head of the crown prince. Is this what you are capable of?"

"You, you, you...." Of course, Bei Rong was not as eloquent as they were. What she admired was force, and winning was victory.

But if she can't fight, it's fine.She is not afraid at all, these false hypocrites!

Moreover, she is in the northern border, because of her high martial arts skills, she is also a celebrity. How can anyone dare to call her a barbarian in front of her?I just don't want to live anymore.

"How dare you say that I am a barbarian. I care that you are the crown prince, so I will definitely beat you to the ground!" As soon as the words fell, the whip was thrown out without warning.

(End of this chapter)