Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 218: Ancient wooden gun

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Yun Tingruo turned his head slowly, there was a small mouth under the bridge of his nose, and the corners of his mouth were gently curved, with a breathtaking cold breath.

Jing Cui watched her walk over like this, like a lot of light and shadow, like a blooming lotus in the water.

She opened her eyes, trying to see her face clearly, but it was so vague.

His eyes moved with Yun Tingruo's figure, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.

The figure in front of me is no longer a small person, but a majestic figure.

Successfully fell into the illusion.

Yun Tingruo slapped lightly, Jing Cui's eyes looked at her.

"Go back!" Yun Tingruo's words fell, and Jing Cui walked back at the end at the same time.

"God." Dong'er didn't know what had happened, only knew that Jing Cui's eyes were a little misty as soon as he entered.

"Go ahead!"

"Squat down."

"Stand up."

……

No matter what instructions Yun heard, Jing Cui made them all.

This is similar to hypnotism, but it does not hurt the hypnotist's mind.

But I can ask a lot more, because the illusion makes her see the real scene.

Yun Tingruo raised his head, his eyes looked like an arrogant lion.

"Who is your master."

"Xian Guifei."

Dong'er held his breath, dumbfounded by the shocking scene.

Yun Tingruo's tone did not stop because of the three words Xian Guifei.

"What does she ask you to do."

"Find the right time and kill you."

Dong'er squirmed the corners of her lips, opening and closing her mouth, closing and opening her mouth, unable to calm down.

Only Yun Tingruo's heartbeat is still as smooth as water, without a slight fluctuation.

"Where did the Queen Mother go."

"Prince Jin's Mansion."

"What happened."

"The king of Jin resisted the decree, and the arrest of the emperor was stopped by the Queen Mother."

Although Jing Cui's eyes are moving, he is completely uncontrollable when he speaks.

"Miss." Dong'er covered her mouth, her brain was messed up.

The concubine Xian sent someone to kill the young lady, the king resisted the decree, and the queen mother went out of the palace, which caused her heart to beat wildly.

"Put her on the chair."

Yun Tingruo snorted softly, still in that casual tone, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Dong'er stepped forward and glared at Jing Cui. I didn't expect that the most upset was you.

Bad!

Dong'er held Jing Cui in a chair while pinching Jing Cui's arm.

"Slap her in the face."

Yun Tingruo's eyes flickered, and his lips lightly raised.

She saw Donger's little movements in her eyes.

Why not vent to Donger.

Sometimes when someone is suffocated, it can hurt the body.

Dong'er nodded hurriedly, this smile is like a mountain flower, just what she wants.

"Papa." He slapped Jing Cui a few times with a hand shake.

Seeing that Donger finished playing, Yun listened to smile: "Pinch her nose."

Pinching her nose is the quickest way to wake up people who enter dreams.

"Cough, cough, cough." Jing Cui woke up and found herself on a chair.

Four eyes meet, big eyes staring at small eyes.

Suddenly, Jing Cui cried out in pain: "It hurts."

I touched my face with both hands, why it hurt so suddenly.

"Sister Jingcui, you just hit your face and you are almost out of skin. Go and put some ointment on."

Jing Cui just wanted to ask what happened.

Dong'er's cherry lips pursed slightly, and her words were quick and steady.

Jing Cui was dazed in place.

She----she just hit her face?

She has no impression.

"I just hit my face." Jing Cui asked unwillingly, touching her hot face.

Dong'er blinked innocently: "Sister Jing Cui, you won't faint, right? You walked too fast when you entered the door just now and accidentally ran into the door. I helped you walk in. "

"Oh, huh, right?" Jing Cui tried to recall the scene of hitting the wall.

There seems to be such a thing.

Dong'er helped her up intimately: "Sister Jing Cui, go back to the room and apply some plaster, otherwise her face will swell up."

Jing Cuimang nodded blankly, and walked out of the palace with Dong'er's push and support.

I don't know why, suddenly there is a needle-like sensation on the back.

"Hahahaha, miss, you laughed so hard at me."

Dong'er clutched his belly, and couldn't help but smile when he thought of Jing Cui's stunned expression just now.

"Okay, take the dagger and follow me out."

Yun Tingruo narrowed his eyes slightly and touched the drawing in his sleeve. If there is no sign of leaving the palace, the wooden gun must be made as soon as possible.

Walking out of the Zichen Hall, stepping down the triple stone steps, the palace located in the distance, revealing glazed tile roofs, just like a golden island.

"Miss, we have to go to the place yesterday."

Seeing that the surrounding scenery is familiar, Dong'er can't help asking.

"En." Yun Tingruo nodded, only the place yesterday had what she wanted.

"But miss, that scarred boy is very annoying."

Dong'er groaned, and his smile faded away.

She didn't forget the little boy yesterday.

"Not necessarily." Yun Tingruo's eyes are like fireflies in midsummer. Although they are the light of sparks, they should not be underestimated.

Meeting yesterday does not mean that we will meet today.

Even if I meet it, it has nothing to do with her.

The breeze is light, the winding path is quiet, and the birds and flowers are fragrant.

Enjoying the fragrance of green grass, Yun Tingruo, holding a dagger in his right hand, drew a beautiful arc in the air, breaking through the heavy wood.

"Miss, this is fine too." Dong'er handed over the shaved small wood.

Yun Tingruo took a look and pointed to the top of the wood: "Here, it should be rounded."

Dong'er said bitterly: "Miss, this is hard to cut."

Although it's only the size of a pinky finger, the wood is very hard and it's not easy to cut at all.

"This is agarwood."

"I don't care about it, it's so unlovable." Dong'er picked up the dagger and patted the wood fiercely. Her dagger fell on Zhuangzi. If there is her indestructible dagger , This wood must be easily cut.

If Yun listened to talk, he didn't say much.

Agarwood can not only be used as a spice, but it is the best to use it as a wooden gun.

Yun Tingruo sits in the grass, looking at the wood in his hand, but it is just a small branch cut from agarwood, but it is so difficult to cut.

Suddenly, his ears twitched slightly, and Yun Tingruo suddenly plucked a green leaf, driving the horror in the grass.

With a "pop", a cry of pain came from behind the flowers.

"Come out!" Yun Tingruo's face couldn't be more calm.

"Ugly, it's you again."

Yesterday the little boy came out from behind the flowers, his eyes were full of violence, and the scar on his face became more and more ferocious.

"It's me." Feng Qingyun's calm voice made the little boy stunned. He didn't expect Yun Tingruo to answer so simply.

Even if he is irritable and hot, he is a little boy.

Every time he loses his temper, the palace ladies will turn pale and kneel on the ground crying in fear.

Only she dared to look into his eyes and answer his words confidently.

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