Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 133 Suspicious King Annan
Seeing that everyone was silent, Ying Chengcheng quickly pointed to the boy who looked like a wooden stake, and said loudly: "I don't believe it... If you don't believe it, you ask him, he saw that I personally wrote a note, and the content is not like the above at all. .”

Feeling countless gazes pouring in from all directions for a moment, the little servant turned pale in panic, his feet softened with a "bang dang", and he also knelt down on the ground.

"You should say something!" Ying Chengcheng roared anxiously.

The boy opened his mouth, and shouted stammeringly: "Yes... At that time, the second young master gave me the note, and I entrusted the note to a gardener in the mansion!"

Qing Yange walked up to the master and servant in a leisurely manner, she slowly bent down, her eyes shimmered, and her thin lips parted lightly: "Then why are you talking about it?" Aren't you going to deliver such an important thing yourself?"

Obviously, Qingyange didn't believe the words of the master and servant.

The boy was startled by this sentence, he hurriedly replied: "It's... because, because that gardener is a distant relative of mine, I can trust it... and because, the boys in our inner courtyard are not allowed to come in and out at will." Nan'an Prince's Mansion, and the gardener can leave the mansion because he needs to add flowers and plants..."

Qingyange suddenly realized and nodded.

She spread her hands, and suddenly smiled shallowly at the master and servant, "But you master and servant can conspire, after all, no one knows whether it is true or not~"

Ying Chengcheng was startled, and ran to the table as if he was crazy, and while frantically finding pens, inks, papers and inkstones, he said, "I... I'll write something for you right now, you guys You know it’s really not my handwriting.”

Ying Chengcheng's hand holding the pen was trembling, but he still gritted his teeth and tried hard to control the direction of the handwriting.

Qing Yange smiled, fiddled with her long hair like splashed ink with her fingertips, and said casually: "What if you find someone to write it for you? The note you wrote yourself is just an excuse to escape the evidence."

With a "bang", Ying Chengcheng's pen could no longer be held, slipped from his hand, and rolled onto the table, the ink splashed and splashed into small flowers.

He slumped on the chair and asked with a bloodless face, "What do you want to do?"

"What else can I do~Of course I will arrest you at Dali Temple~"Qing Yange replied with a smile.

Hearing this familiar place, Ying Chengcheng patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

so far so good.

He has been to that place once, so it is better to lie in another place.

Qing Yange saw Ying Chengcheng's thoughts at a glance, and she twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, and added: "By the way, because you bear hundreds of lives on your body, I'm afraid this time you won't just be locked up like last time. That's all~"

"What... what else..." Ying Chengcheng bit his lips and asked in a panic.

With a faint smile on the corner of Qingyange's mouth, she said in an unprecedentedly gentle tone:

"It's probably because the wooden board is full of nails, and with the end of the board filled with nails, it doesn't matter if the skin is ripped apart, and there will be nail holes one after another~ tsk tsk, that scene is interesting~"

"There will also be people who eat raw Chaotian peppers, smear chili sauce on their faces, and can only drink chili water, dun chili peppers, I guarantee that what you pull out will be blood~"

"Yes, yes, there will be—"

The more Ying Chengcheng listened, the more frightened he became, and the more he listened, the more frightened he became. He shouted out of control: "This! These are not punishments used by Dali Temple at all! Princess, don't lie to me!"

Qing Yange's eyes were curved, and the smile on the corner of her mouth kept expanding. She pointed to herself, "Who am I?"

"Princess."

She pointed at Jiu Que again, "Who is he?"

"Prince Regent."

"What is my relationship with him?"

"Husband and wife..."

Qing Yange clapped her hands and said with a smile: "That's right, Dali Temple is in the hands of Jiu Que, and I am his favorite wife. Although these punishments did not exist before, they have now~ and the first All of them will be used on you~"

Lin Yuan who was standing on the side heard Qing Yange's words, and took another look at the smile on Qing Yange's face, for a moment, he only felt that the pain in his chest seemed to spread infinitely.

He tried his best to look away and took a deep breath.

Soon, he returned to his previous gentle and jade-like appearance, but the hands hidden in the cuffs had already been tightly clenched into fists, and the deep eyes were like black lotus petals in full bloom.

On the contrary, it was Jiu Que standing beside Lin Yuan.

Because of Qingyange's words, his ice face, which had never changed for thousands of years, became softer.

Ying Chengcheng was so frightened that he cried and howled, he pleaded: "Princess...Princess and those people are really not killed by me, I absolutely never did anything!! Please believe me, don't imprison me in Dali Temple! "

Isn't this going to kill him!
Qing Yange was unmoved, she winked at Jiu Que, sending a signal.

Jiu Que understood, his thin lips curled slightly, and he said to Cen Bin: "Cen Bin, arrest someone."

"Yes."

Cen Bin cupped his hands and walked in front of Ying Chengcheng in a few strides. Seeing the crisis approaching, Ying Chengcheng wanted to spread his legs and rush out of the wing.

However, before that step could be taken, Jiuque Cen Bin grabbed the back collar and twisted it up.

"Help me! Come and save this young master!!!" Ying Chengcheng, who was desperate, shouted frantically.

However, Qingyange and Jiuque seem determined to imprison Ying Chengcheng in Dali Temple.

The little servant was so frightened that he didn't dare to take a breath, and shrank to the side chillingly, like a stone statue.

"Bold! Who dares to make trouble in my Nan'an Palace! Why don't you put my son down quickly!"

At this critical moment, King Nan'an's voice sounded.

A ray of light flashed across Qingyange's dark pupils that looked like a deep pool.

old fox.

Don't come early or late, why come at this time.

I'm afraid he has already seen all this from the sidelines.

Just wait until things get out of hand.

Ah.

The king of Nan'an came forward with a group of soldiers, his momentum was majestic, and the wind was blowing under his feet.

When he got closer, he cupped his hands pretendingly, "I didn't expect it to be the regent and the princess, yo, Prince Linyuan is also there, some are far away, some are far away."

Seeing King Nan'an appearing, Ying Chengcheng shouted as if seeing a rescuer, "Father, save me!"

The king of Nan'an smiled and asked casually: "I don't know what happened to the dog again? Or is it the princess who is still looking for trouble because of the last incident? Didn't you punch me several times? What should the princess know?" Is it suitable to stop?"

King Nan'an's words clearly implied a faint threat.

Qing Yange was about to refute, but Jiu Que glanced at King Nan'an coldly, and slightly hooked his thin lips, "We suspect that Ying Chengcheng is related to the death of Taifu's family."

(End of this chapter)