Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 227: A dream becomes empty

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Thinking of this, Concubine Xian's five fingers like scallions pierced into her palm.

"The maid calmed down her anger, and the slave and maid must kill the fourth lady as soon as possible. Please give me another chance."

Jing Cui knelt on the ground, begging constantly.

"Okay, this palace is giving you a chance. Three days later, if the little fool is still alive in this world, you will die for her!"

Xian Guifei waved her big hand and pushed the tea cup to the ground.

Jing Cui retired immediately after seeing this.

The wind outside the window was blowing coldly, passing across the mahogany eaves, leaving cold moisture.

Yun Tingruo went to the depths of the grass with the wooden gun that was not finished yesterday.

Today's wind is very strong, making people feel a little chilly.

Fortunately, when Dong'er wore a cloak to Yun Ting, he didn't feel cold.

Finding a place leeward, Yun Tingruo took out the blueprint and explained it to Dong'er a few times, and the two did their own things.

"Yun Tingruo, you are here."

There was a slightly happy voice behind him, but he still didn't know how to express his emotions, and the joy sounded a little stiff.

If Yun Ting didn't look back, he replied: "Yes."

Bei Niyuan ran forward, the scar on his face looked very pure, and sat down beside Yun Tingruo, grabbing the small wood in her hand.

"I'll get it for you."

Without Yun Tingruo's consent, he took out the prepared dagger from his arms and was about to cut it on the wood.

Yun Tingruo looked back and took the little wood back from his hand calmly: "Bei Niyuan, if you want to help, you have to get the consent of others."

She knew that Bei Niyuan was the prince of the North Kingdom, and the royal family's natural pride would never think of this.

But in her Yun Tingruo's eyes, he is just a little boy.

"This prince kindly cuts for you, you don't know what to do."

Bei Niyuan was very angry when he saw Yun Ruo's face cold.

"I asked you to cut it?"

Yun Tingruo raised his eyes and looked at him, his tone filled with frost.

"No."

Bei Niyuan tightened his hands and said two words hard.

Whatever his northern prince does, he will not get the consent of others, as long as he wants to.

But in front of this little girl, his identity as the prince of Northland seemed to scare her at all.

"Shave this small piece of wood as thin as your fingertips."

Yun Tingruo looked at Bei Niyuan's small black face, smiled faintly, just like a pear blossom in the beginning, pure and innocent.

This smile dazzled Bei Niyuan's eyes.

The anger in my heart disappeared instantly.

He has seen thousands of beautiful women in Northland, but no one has such a shocking smile.

When Bei Niyuan looked up at the past, the little girl in front of her had already lowered her head and concentrated on what she was doing.

"Okay." He smiled brightly.

Quietly fiddling with the wood that Yun Tingruo handed over.

The catkins in the grass are flying, with a few red petals falling from time to time...

The wind is moving, the green leaves are rustling, and there is no sound.

"Yun Tingruo, what are you doing." Bei Niyuan curiously stared at the little man in front of him, stuffed a few pieces of wood into the protruding place, and nailed it firmly with the door. To prevent loose parts.

Dong'er stared curiously, and saw that the lady's little hand flicked a few times, and a strange thing appeared in front of her eyes.

It looks weird.

If Yun Ting looked at the wooden gun in his hand, the appearance was a bit lacking, but it was pretty good to be able to make it.

Looking at the two gloomy eyes next to him.

She didn't talk too much nonsense, she found a petite stone from the grass and put it in her chamber easily.

Yun Tingruo raised his wooden spear handsomely.

Finger pull the trigger.

With a sound of "pop." The stone was shot from the wooden gun and hit the tree trunk five meters away.

Bei Niyuan was stunned, and his body jumped out suddenly.

After stopping in front of the big tree, staring at the deep trace in a daze.

The hand touched it unknowingly.

What a great thing.

"God, miss, this thing is so powerful." Dong'er exclaimed. She never thought that a handful of small things could be so destructive.

"Not good." Yun Tingruo shook his head and looked at the wooden gun in his hand.

The wooden gun she wanted was not only capable of self-defense, but also capable of killing.

The most important thing is that she wants to use it in the killer world.

From now on, the stone is changed to a small iron ball, and the wooden gun is changed to an iron gun. In this way, the defense of the killer world can be improved a lot.

"Yun Tingruo, I want it." Bei Niyuan ran over, his pupils staring at Yun Tingruo without blinking, his tone full of arrogance.

If he is not saying yes, but sure.

"Do you want it?"

Yun Tingruo raised the wooden gun in his hand, his eyebrows raised, and a pool of ripples was raised.

"Give it to me." Bei Niyuan stared at the wooden spear fiercely, this thing is really amazing.

"Why do you give it to you, this is my lady." Seeing Bei Niyuan's domineering attitude, Dong'er was very angry.

Shameless!

"I am the Prince of Northland, there is nothing I can't get."

Bei Niyuan has grown up from a small star to hold the moon, and his status is lofty. He was once the little prince of the North Kingdom who was beloved by thousands of people.

Even when he came to Feng Nation, his body still had the pride of the royal family.

If he said this, Yun Listening is not surprised.

"This is the Kingdom of Wind, not the North Kingdom where you flaunt your might. Your Royal Highness the Prince of North Kingdom."

Yun Tingruo's face suddenly fell, and he reprimanded Bei Niyuan unceremoniously.

"Be bold, the little slave and maid dare to speak to this prince like this."

Although Bei Niyuan has a good impression of Yun Tingruo, it does not mean that he can indulge Yun Tingruo.

Yun Tingruo's eyes condensed: "Punish my nine races? Or destroy my head? The prince of the north, you have become a prisoner, and arrogance is not the capital you should have now."

"You!" Bei Niyuan's expression changed drastically, and the scars inflated, like the chains of the devil.

He knew she had a personality, but he didn't expect her to be so courageous!

Dare to insult him.

"When the prince returns to Northland, you----!"

Bei Niyuan was interrupted coldly by Yun Tingruo before he finished speaking.

"Three years, five years, or ten years? You have become the proton of my court, and the emperor of the North is in you. It is a mirror image."

Yun Tingruo's words are direct and bold!

Anyone who can send the Prince of the North as a proton means that the Emperor of the North doesn't care about him anymore.

The prince is all over the land, so why not need a prince who was a proton to sit on the seat of God?

Even if he returns to Northland a few years later, he is still just a prince, or a prisoner.

"Presumptuous, presumptuous, presumptuous." Bei Niyuan yelled like a demon.

Yun Tingruo's words hit his heart.

This is the most terrifying, and also the least daring fact.

His mother's queen died, and his maternal grandfather's house was imprisoned. He is now only a nine-year-old child, without power.

The emperor of the Northern Kingdom is farther away from him.

Whenever he dreamed back at midnight, he would wake up from a **** nightmare.

Dreaming that he finally returned to his country, but was divided by five horses, his body was trampled on by bad horses, and he could not even enter the imperial tomb.