First Lady of the Crown Prince Chapter 737

Chapter 737 Her anger! (Two more)

The hawker was bitten directly!

almost fell from mid-air!

He tried to throw the **** away, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the **** away!

Humph!

I don't have iron head skills, but I have small steel teeth!

——Thank the bad brother-in-law for not giving sweets.

Xiao Jingkong knows how to use his own advantages. If he was holding it with a small hand, he would have been stretched out long ago.

But he bit with his teeth, biting tightly.

If a person wants to get rid of his teeth, he has to bite off a piece of meat.

The muscles of the hawker's thighs are tight.

——He was afraid that it was not tight enough, and the little boy bite away as soon as the meat became loose.

The surrounding Imperial Forest Army also surrounded them. The hawker had no time to fight them, so he could only hold one in his arms and one on his leg, and left the scene cursingly.

"You guys, chase after me! You, report to your majesty in the palace!"

"Yes!"

A group of Imperial Forest Army chased in the direction where the peddler disappeared, but it was still lost.

The hawker took his two children across the wall, up and down, the small pendant on his leg just didn't let go.

When he arrived in a small secluded courtyard, his entire right leg was swollen into ham.

A man in black came out and looked at his companion who had fallen in the yard with a weird look: "What's the situation? Didn't you just let you catch one? Why did you catch one more and come back?"

The hawker was sobbing with pain: "Are you supposed to be what I wanted to catch? You didn't see how tight this kid bites!"

The man in black took a closer look, uh, really.

Xiao Jingkong is also wearing the uniform of Lingbo Academy, and she is a student of the Academy.

The people in black are fascinated. Why are you so small in your heart?

Will lift the pants by herself? Just dare to go to the college to accept it, how short of money is Lingbo College!

The hawker couldn't bear it and said, “Don't look, don't look! Get him away for me!”

"Got it." The man in black waved his hand and walked forward to pull the small clearance.

This time it was easy to drag people off.

There is no other reason, the small headroom can't hold on anymore.

He has bitten to the present with an obsession.

Although he has a powerful little steel teeth, he forgot that he was dizzy!

Small clearance fell to the ground, leaning back and forth, turning his eyes white, and sticking out his tongue frantically.

The little princess had been frightened a long time ago, and he remained motionless and did not cry or cry.

The man in black and the hawker are very satisfied.

The hawker handed the little princess to the man in black, and said: "You take them down first, and I will treat the wound."

"Then this..." The man in black took the little princess, and pointed to the small clearance on the ground where his tongue fainted.

The hawker said impatiently: "Whatever, throw it out."

"No." The little princess suddenly spoke, grabbing the man in black by the skirt of the man in black with both hands, his body trembling, and using the most persevering expression to say the most ferocious words, "Don't throw him!"

The man in black was stunned, then turned to the hawker and said, "Don't throw it out early, but throw it out now. Is it because it wasn't exposed fast enough? What if it's been seen--"

"I'm up to you!" The vendor interrupted him, "I'm so painful, I'm going to take medicine."

After that, he limped to another room.

The man in black frowned, holding the little princess in one hand, and grabbing the small clearance with the other, and shut the two into the wood house.

Jinluan Temple, where the monarch is going to court.

Recently, heavy rains have occurred frequently in various parts of Yan, which has caused a lot of floods in the middle and lower reaches of the river. Governments in various places have asked the court for disaster relief.

Due to the large number of disaster areas and the seriousness of the disaster, disaster relief has become urgent.

It's just that disaster relief is never just a matter of money. It also needs to send troops to fight floods, build dams, and resettle the displaced victims.

This year's floods are the worst in 25 years.

The monarch has a headache.

He pressed his eyebrows, and said lightly: "How did the floods happen 25 years ago?"

The temple of Jinluan was silent.

All the ministers held the wat-board, watching their noses and noses.

The monarch suddenly realized that he had asked a stupid question. Twenty-five years ago, half of the southern land was hit by disasters, and Xuanyuan Li quickly led his troops to the disaster relief.

He not only repaired the embankment, rescued the victims, and saved ten thousand hectares of fertile fields, but also killed 18 local officials who were rich in their private pockets and swallowed the victims' silver and fish.

is all cut first and then played.

Behind those local officials were the major forces in the provincial capital and even Shengdu, and Shengdu was in turmoil for a while.

Some people tried to launch Xuanyuanli into the water, and others tried to threaten Xuanyuanli, but unfortunately no one succeeded.

The major forces are either uprooted, or have their tails docked to survive.

In short, for several years since then, no one has dared to make the idea of disaster relief. All the major forces after the disaster have clamped their tails and have been honest and upright for a period of time.

Just when the monarch was having a headache for the flood disaster, the imperial army and court ladies who went outside to **** the little princess owner came back.

The maid of the palace knelt on the long steps outside the Jinluan Temple, crying bitterly: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The little princess has been taken away--"

The monarch's eyes sank, and his murderous aura was overflowing in an instant: "What are you talking about? What happened to the little princess?"

The maid cried tremblingly: "When our carriage walked to the back door of Lingbo Academy... Suddenly a hawker selling candied haws came... He took the little princess away..."

The monarch slapped the armrest of the dragon chair and got up angrily: "A hawker who sells candied haws can grab people from the Imperial Forest Army. What does the Imperial Forest Army do?"

Han Ye's father, Han Lei, shivered in his hand.

Half of the imperial forest army is the forces of the Han family, and Han Ye is the deputy commander of the imperial forest army.

I hope that this time, the guards of the Imperial Forest Army who escorted the little princess were not pulled up by his own son.

Otherwise, their Han family will definitely be punished for dereliction of duty!

The monarch summoned the imperial army who had returned to report to the temple.

Disappointed Han Lei, this person is called Zhang Feng, and it is Han Ye's subordinate!

Han Lei's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

The monarch asked about the details, and asked Wenchen to draw a portrait of the hawker based on Zhang Feng's description.

No one has seen this person.

Finding out the little princess is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The monarch thundered and angered, and the entire Golden Temple was enveloped with a layer of murderous air.

"Find me, I must find the little princess after digging three feet! I want to live!"

Zhang Fengji reported: “Another child was also taken away, about the same age as the little princess, and wearing the same hospital uniform.”

This feature is too obvious. There is only one child of the same age in Lingbo Academy and Xiao Jingkong-Xiaojingkong.

National Master Hall.

Xiao Heng just came from the master of the library, and when he walked to the door, he saw the big disciple Ye Qing passing by with the expression of twenty disciples and dead men.

Xiao Heng asked: "Ye Qing, where are you going?"

Ye Qing paused and bowed to Xiao Heng: "His Royal Highness, the young princess and her classmate were taken away, and our National Teacher Palace is also planning to go out to find someone."

Xiao Heng's eyes lightly paused: "Which classmate of the little princess's?"

Ye Qing said: "It's the little boy who came yesterday, who sang the song of the old for a long time in the Kylin Temple. It seems to be called... Jingkong."

"Has the clear space been taken away?" In the wing, Gu Jiao looked at Xiao Heng and asked.

Xiao Heng nodded: "The hawker originally wanted to catch the little princess, but Jingkong rushed over and bit him. The hawker couldn't get rid of him, so he took him away."

Shangguanyan has fallen asleep.

The house is very quiet.

Gu Jiao is very calm.

"I know."

she says.

She came to the bed, looked at the bottle after the beating, stretched out her hand to pull out the infusion tube, and calmly injected heparin sodium into the indwelling needle.

After doing this, she took care of the medical consumables again.

The whole process is orderly.

Xiao Heng looked distressed: "The Yulin Army who escorted the little princess is Han Ye's subordinates. Han Ye will not hijack the little princess. This is not good for him. Either someone wants to avenge the monarch, or someone wants to deal with the Han family."

The little princess is the monarch's darling, and they dare not take her anything.

Clearance is hard to say.

He is just a child coming from the country. They might kill him whenever necessary to avoid trouble.

In fact, the situation of the little princess may not be foolproof. An accident is often full of variables, and any variable may lead to unpredictable consequences.

Gu Jiao puts armor on her arm.

Then Gu Jiao came to the weapon room of the Qilin Temple, pointed to the red silver spear on the wall, and said calmly, "Lend me a use."

The disciple who was wiping the weapon looked at her blankly.

She is very calm, like a lake without waves.

However, for some reason, a chill surged in the disciple's heart, as if a terrible storm was brewing under the calm lake.

When the disciple recovered from the shock, Gu Jiao had already left with the red silver spear.

Gu Jiao also borrowed a horse from the National Master Hall.

She was riding a horse, with the scorching sun above her head.

She raised her head, put her index finger and thumb in her mouth, and blew a whistle to the vast sky.

Not far away, there was an eagle roar of the sky overlord!

A ferocious sea Dongqing fluttered its wings and flew high, hovering sharply above Gu Jiao's head.

Gu Jiao was holding the red spear in one hand, and the rein in the other, her eyes sharp: "Go!"

(End of this chapter)

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