A Thousand Faces of Grace

35 Who is the Oriole 2
With one order, no matter whether they were fleeing or surrendering, their heads fell to the ground one after another, without missing a single one.

Looking at the battle situation below, Lan Junque said coldly, "No. 12, heh, after today, no one will dare to marry their daughter to this king."

All the subordinates looked at each other, they already knew the master's ruthlessness, but it was indeed a bit cruel to treat the woman who was about to marry him like this... Although, many of these people had ulterior motives.

Everyone had their own ideas, but they all bowed their heads in silence, daring not to answer.

After a long while, I heard Lan Junque say again in a low voice: "Qing Ning, did you see that? I didn't break my promise to you... This king can bear the whole world, but alone, I don't want to fail you."

This sentence was more like talking to himself, Lan Junque didn't expect anyone to answer.

The people behind them also wisely kept their mouths shut, watching their noses, their noses, and their hearts, trying their best to let the words just go in their left ear and out of their right ear.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little oppressive, but it didn't affect Lan Junque at all.

"Jingfeng, take someone to help the princess collect the body." With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said coldly, as if the person talking to himself just now was just an illusion.

"Jingfeng obeys the order." Yang Jingfeng, who was dressed as a Confucian scholar, stuck out his tongue heartlessly and followed the order.

"Pass down the order, let Yan Zheng lead the troops to wipe out all the bandits around Yaoer Valley immediately, and make sure not one is left behind!"

After a while, Lan Junque raised the corner of his mouth, showing a cruel but affectionate smile, and continued: "This king wants them all to be buried with the tragic death of the princess."

Lan Min agreed, raised his head slightly and saw his master saying such cruel and ruthless words with an affectionate smile, not only shivered, he didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and left to arrange everything.

Not long after Lan Min left, Yang Jingfeng brought someone back, but he didn't have the joy of completing the task, but a strange expression on his face.

"Have you finished collecting the corpse so soon?"

Lan Junque glanced at him and asked lightly.

"king……"

Just now when he uttered a word, he felt a sharp gaze. Yang Jingfeng felt a chill all over his body, and swallowed the word he was about to blurt out.

"Master," Yang Jingfeng changed his words hastily, and couldn't wait to tell what he had just seen.

"Master, the little one is with you, and the corpses of the concubine have been collected, maybe eight, but I have never encountered such a weird thing, it is so weird... How can you say this? It is obviously all It's the corpse of the princess, why is it so different from before, it's so surprising, it's really unreasonable..."

"Long story short..." The corners of Lan Junque's mouth twitched slightly, Jingfeng's failure to talk about the main point for a long time is really fatal!
"Aoao..." After receiving the warning, Yang Jingfeng immediately realized his mistake, and quickly changed his words: "My lord, the princess in the sedan chair is a parrot."

"Pfft!" Hearing this, everyone couldn't help laughing.

"No more?" Lan Junque asked with a strange expression, obviously suppressing a smile.

"It's gone. Didn't the master let you talk about the main point? This is the main point." Yang Jingfeng replied confusedly, looking very righteous.

"You...let me tell you what's good about you..." Lan Junque couldn't help but hold his forehead, this Jingfeng is really helpless, if not, he is...

Hey, that's all, let him do it, he can only teach slowly in the future.

"Xiao Chong, tell me." Thinking of this, Lan Junque stopped embarrassing Yang Jingfeng and turned to his attendants.

(End of this chapter)