The Playful Queen: The Evil King's Favorite

Chapter 25 The Death of Ghosts
The morning rain and dew are slightly cold, and a thin layer of mist hangs over the flowers and plants.

On the big rock beside her, Beiming Shaoxiao sat there cross-legged, lightly twirling a cluster of small fireworks with her index finger, burning in her hand, and the powerful inner aura around her shook all directions.

Gong Xifacai and the other four in the dark watched her adjust her breathing.

"Your Highness, is this a new kung fu practice? Why haven't you seen His Highness practice it before?" Gong asked in surprise as he glanced at the flame in Beiming Shaoxiao's hand.

Xi answered: "Probably a new move! Your Highness stayed up all night and practiced all night."

Cai's eyes were slightly clouded, and he said, "Where did your Highness go last night? It seems that he came back near dawn."

Fa shook his head and said: "I don't know, but Miaofeng should know that she went out with His Highness."

"Oh..." Xi nodded.

At this moment, Beiming Shaoxiao opened his eyelashes, revealing a pair of eyes full of star-like luster, his thin lips parted slightly, and lazily called out: "Xiao Cai Cai."

Cai's figure flashed in the dark, appeared in front of her eyes, and knelt down: "This subordinate is here."

"You go to the Demon Sect and tell me that this king needs the antidote for the burning needle. If the old man doesn't give it, you can say that this king accidentally stabbed himself when playing with the needle, and now he is too poisoned. If you don’t give the antidote, call him over to collect the corpse of this king.”

"...Your Majesty obeys orders!" The corners of Cai's lips twitched fiercely a few times. Situ Xie did not know how precious Situ Xie was in refusing to tell His Highness about the matter of burning Ming's antidote. He did not expect His Highness to come out with such a bad move up.

After Cai's figure disappeared, Beiming Shaoxiao stretched and stood up.

Because I just practiced Firework Palm, my whole body is very warm, and I really don't feel the slightest bit cold about the cold weather outside.

Bei Mingshao smiled and rubbed the center of his brows, thinking to himself, the evil old man's meditation formula is pretty good, and he didn't feel particularly sleepy without sleeping for three days and three nights, but it was too uncomfortable to adjust his internal breath, and he meditated for a long time Back pain.

As soon as he stepped into the front hall, there was another burst of noise.

When those people saw her coming, they hurriedly knelt down and saluted again: "I pay my respects to the lord."

"Get up!" The ghost is still there?

"Thank you, my lord." Those people stood up, Li Zhixian was the one who took the lead again, he saw him walking forward slowly, and said with a smile: "My lord, did you send someone to rescue Liu Xing'er last night?"

"Hmm." There was no denying answer.

"Then have you seen the flower picker?" Li Zhixian asked again.

Bei Mingshao smiled and looked at Li Zhixian without squinting, and then said fiercely: "Are you the prince or am I the prince? Is this king going to report to you if he sees it?"

"Plop!" Li Zhixian knelt down in fright, "I don't dare to be an official, I don't have any other intentions to be an official, the prince calms down."

Bei Ming smiled less and didn't bother to care about Li Zhixian's thoughts. He twisted two pieces of pastries on the table and put them in his mouth to fill his stomach. After taking a sip of tea, he walked out of the hall.

Leaving a bunch of local officials, you look at me, I see your big eyes and small eyes, I don't know what to do.

A lazy command from Beiming Shaoxiao floated in the distance: "Don't you want to watch the flower pickers? Why don't you all follow?"

At this time, those officials staggered and followed Bei Mingshao out of the palace with a smile.

Beiming Shaoxiao put on a silver mask like eagle feathers, rode a white horse and walked leisurely in front, followed by a group of officials who were on foot to lose weight.

Everyone was very sad: This young king is trying to trick people, right?A bunch of us followed her on a horse, what a face this flower picker has!
This formation attracted people, old and young, from all over Lingzhou City to look at it.

The people discussed it one after another.

"Who is that man? It looks a bit like a little prince."

"Is this the young king? It should be her wearing a mask."

"That's right! Seeing that the prince is still followed by a bunch of officials, what happened?"

"I don't know! Could it be that these people committed some crime?"

The common people on the road, you are discussing with me sentence by sentence, but the officials who followed Beiming Shaoxiao heard that someone was a 'criminal', but they didn't dare to vent their anger, and they had no place to confide in their grievances.

A group of people accepted the baptism of their eyes and slowly reached the gate of the city.

Beiming Shaoxiao rode on the tall horse, swept his eyes away, and sure enough, he saw a woman in black at the side of the city gate, killing him with her eyes.

He was not annoyed at all, instead, he evoked a gloating smile, rode up to the woman, and said, "How is it? Are you here today to apologize to the people of the city when you find out your conscience?"

The hands under the ghost's black robe were tightly rubbed together, the long nails dug into his flesh, his chest was still throbbing with dull pain, his snake-like eyes looked at Beiming and smiled coldly, "Have you brought the antidote?"

"Are you negotiating terms with me?" Bei Ming smiled and asked instead, and then replied in a very funny way: "Is this Fen Ming uncomfortable? You are talking to me in this tone because you think this Fen Ming makes me feel better." You're comfortable, aren't you?"

Gritting his teeth, Ghost said, "You'd better keep your promise."

"Huh?" Beiming glanced at her with a small smile, then turned to the panting official behind him and said, "This is the flower picker you want to catch."

Li Zhixian was taken aback for a moment, then moved forward in disbelief, looked at the ghost and then at Beiming Shao smiled, and said, "My lord, are you sure?"

"Any opinion?" Bei Ming smiled and stroked the hair beside his ears.

"But, shouldn't the flower picker be a man?" Li Zhixian couldn't believe how the flower picker could change from a man to a woman.

"When did you see it was a man?" Bei Ming asked with a displeased frown.

"The flower pickers only pick women, so it's conceivable..." Li Zhixian didn't say what he said next.

"Women can't pick women?" If you haven't heard of homosexuality, I don't blame you.

"..." Li Zhixian was speechless.

Miaofeng, who was following behind, couldn't stand it any longer, and explained aloud: "This flower picker picks up women's blood to practice evil skills."

"Oh." All the officials suddenly realized, they flattered Beiming Shaoxiao and said, "Your Highness is wise."

Seeing that the officials paid homage in this way, the onlookers also agreed: "Your Highness is wise."

"That must be done!" Beiming Shaoxiao actually didn't know how wise she was?However, he flicked his hair pretentiously, and gave him a casual and funny wink.

Who knows?

As soon as she cast this winking look, a group of feminine men shrieked and looked at her shyly.

Bei Ming Shao smiled with goosebumps all over his body, retracted his eyes, looked at the ghost, and said, "Can you start?"

Ghost squinted her eyes, and gritted her teeth. She didn't expect this purgatory to be the young king?Let her kneel three times and kowtow nine times, how will she gain a foothold in the Jianghu in the future?

Squinting her eyes, when everyone was unprepared, the tip of the ghost's tongue moved, and a poisonous needle was spit out from her mouth, and she smiled at Bei Mingshao and went away quickly.

"Your Highness, be careful." Miao Feng turned her head and saw such a scene, but she was too far away to stop it.

"Pfft!" Beiming Shaoxiao was embraced by a cool embrace before he knew what was going on, and then he heard the sound of something piercing his body.

"Senior Brother!" A nervous shout followed by a woman in pink brocade clothing rushed over.

Beiming Shaoxiao raised his eyes carefully, he was rescued by the man in white last night, and he lost his balance and fell into her arms as the man in white lost his balance.

"Hello? Dude, are you okay?" Beiming Shaoxiao was really nervous this time, she didn't want to owe someone's life!
"Laugh, laugh..." With this ethereal voice, the man in white stretched out his hand to caress her face. Through this silver mask, he seemed to see the figure of that childhood.

His eyes were full of incomprehensible emotions.

Beiming Shaoxiao couldn't hear it, so he didn't care what he called "Xiao" and directly tapped his acupuncture points to seal the poison, and said, "Don't move first."

"Miaofeng is optimistic about him." Beiming Shaoxiao put the man on the horse's back, and lightly tiptoed off the horse.

Pulling out the Burning Fan from his waist, he put it away against the ghost. The ghost's claws are indeed very sharp, but they are not Beiming Shaoxiao's opponent at all.

After a few moves, he was beaten and almost died, but luckily he dodged quickly.

The gate of the city was in chaos in an instant, and the people and those officials who were afraid of death all ran away.

Leaving behind a bunch of defenders who came late, "Protect the prince."

After an order was given, the group of city guards surrounded the ghosts.

Bei Ming was startled with a small smile, and reprimanded: "Retire all for this king." These soldiers are not good at martial arts, it's no wonder that Qiangqian didn't die in vain, this ghost is full of poison.

"Yes." Although they didn't understand, they didn't resist.

Beiming Shaoxiao raised his eyes and his hostility surged, looking at the ghost covered in blood, Fenming opened it with a 'swipe', and threw the fan out like playing a boomerang, and turned it towards the ghost's neck, The fan flew back to Bei Ming and closed it with a smile.

"Boom!" The ghost's head rolled down from her neck, the blood was as low as three feet, it was horrifying to see.

Beiming Shaoxiao put Fenming away, and said to Miaofeng: "Miaofeng, deal with it."

Then he got on the horse, straightened the unconscious man in white clothes, and said to Yun Fu, the woman in pink brocade clothes next to the horse, "Follow me to the palace to help your senior brother detoxify." Then he drove the horse first.

"Okay." Yunfu nodded, Qinggong jumped to keep up.

Miaofeng shook her head, sometimes His Highness really looks like a child who can't grow up.

Miaofeng took out a bottle of corpse water from her bosom and poured it on the ghost's corpse. In the blink of an eye, the corpse became a cloud of smoke and dissipated.

The guards next to him couldn't help but tremble when they saw it.

Miaofeng didn't delay, and after dealing with it, she jumped up to Beiming and smiled lightly.

—Young Prince’s Mansion—

A group of people surrounded the side hall. On the low camphorwood carved couch lay an unconscious man in white clothes. Next to the couch of the man in white clothes was a Yunfu who was holding onto his hand tightly. Beiming Shaoxiao was standing there. On the side, watching the government doctor diagnose the pulse of the white-clothed man.

After a while, the doctor stood up and bowed to Bei Ming Shao with a smile, respectfully said: "My lord, the poison this person has is the poison of the red snake."

"Can you solve it?" Beiming Shaoxiao didn't beat around the bush, and asked the main man directly, but his heart was full of disgust, and he actually put the snake's poison into his mouth?It's disgusting.

The doctor's eyes hesitated for a while, and he nodded, "You can try it, but the medicinal materials are rare..."

"It's okay, if you need any medicinal materials, you can ask for it directly from Steward Xiaozao, no matter how difficult it is, you have to find it. This is the king's life-saving benefactor, you have to save him." No matter how you say it, other people are protecting themselves from poison, If she died like this, she would really have a bad conscience.

"I will obey the order." The doctor nodded.

This mansion doctor was also selected by Bei Minglin from the imperial physicians with superb medical skills. He was a mid-year-old lady, surnamed Lu.

Yunfu was lying on the edge of the bed, her almond eyes were red from crying, Bei Ming smiled and didn't know how to comfort the girl for a while.

"Girl?" Beiming Shaoxiao still called out.

Unexpectedly, Yunfu said coldly without turning her head: "My lord, please go out, I want to accompany my senior brother and I don't want to be disturbed."

"How can you be so presumptuous?" the maid from the palace behind couldn't bear to watch, and sternly shouted.

"Shut up." Beiming Shaoxiao hurriedly stopped the talkative female guard next to her. She also knew that the female guard was helping her, but after all, she was indeed ashamed of Senior Brother Yunfu first.

Bei Ming smiled and glanced at the two of them, then turned around and led everyone out of the room.

(End of this chapter)