Seeing the crisis through, Peng Qiuqi, who has always been wise and calm, has said a sentence that makes Ji Heng die unimaginable.

"I don't want to be the chief manager in front of the Imperial Palace any more. I want to go back to the general's office and continue to be a servant girl who burns fire! The emperor, let the servant go

She regardless of etiquette, regardless of the dignity of such a loud cry, helpless look, at the moment the arm is still bleeding wounds, tears as if the rain is pouring down on the cheek.

What she said is not a lie. It is precisely because the ideal is too rich and the reality is too skinny. The gap between reality and wish is really too big. If you want to take all your life out as if you are going to make a rapid progress, it is really not the mental pressure that people can bear.

Peng Qiuqi's back from the scene let Ji Heng Leng in situ for a long time before returning to God. The blood was not fake. Her arm wound was full of blood.

"Come on, doctor Xuan enters the imperial study."

In less than a quarter of an hour, a royal doctor came from the imperial forest courtyard.

At the moment, Peng Qiuqi sat helplessly in the corner of the imperial study. He saw the prince open the medicine box and took out a small herb. He sprinkled it on the wound to relieve swelling and relieve pain.

There should be anesthetic ingredients in the drug, so that her pain was relieved a lot, along with the comfort of her mood.

But her tears still can't stop, at the moment, she wiped away the residual tears from the corners of her eyes and asked the doctor softly. "Why is this herb so beautiful, so strange in shape that it has yellow fruit on its root?"

"My Lord, this is chehuangzi."

As soon as he answered Peng Qiuqi's question, he suddenly remembered some important things from the beginning of his kind manner. He quickly closed the medicine box and got up.

She was stunned. She didn't understand why the imperial doctor suddenly changed his face, so she subconsciously turned to the direction around her. As expected, she saw the direction of Ji Heng and found that he was looking at himself.

As expected, he was accompanied by a tiger. The emperor was moody. Who knows what he said wrong, he angered him. Peng Qiuqi was indignant at the thought of this place, and she put her head off in anger.

"How is his injury?"

Taiyi is still dressing up the wound for Peng Qiuqi at the moment. When he withdraws from the imperial study, he reports to Ji hengbing.

"Back to the emperor, after treatment, it has become unimpeded. The chief manager's injury is not serious. After a few days' rest, he can recover as usual."

After the imperial doctor left, there were no other servants in the imperial study, so the two of them were in a standstill for two quarters of an hour. One is holding the wound in a daze, and the other is standing in place without talking.

Most afraid of the sudden silence of the air, now it seems extremely awkward. At the moment, Ji Heng raised his eyes and looked at her white face. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Really more and more do not understand, this girl, has always thought that she is wise, the pattern of courage is different from ordinary women, but today just injured, she has been crying like a little girl, she is silent here is waiting for her own emperor to open her mouth and make a comeback, that is too much to say.

Just, and insisted for a moment, Jiheng really can't hold his breath, he took up the dagger, and put up his sleeve to Peng Qiuqi's side.

Seeing his strange expression, Peng Qiuqi has already sensed that he has come, and quickly retreats with the fastest speed, and looks like an army of grass and trees.

"Emperor, what is this for? Don't come here. I won't dare to come again. "

"I am not a wolf, a tiger or a leopard. Do you need to be so scared? I know that I scared you just now. If you want to be angry, you can stab me with a dagger and come back? "

Ji Heng laughs like a sly fox. But at the moment the appearance seems to be quite sincere, looking at Peng Qiuqi said. "I'll give you a chance now. If you do well, you can get revenge. I'll never guard against it."

Peng Qiuqi wanted to leave three black lines on her face. This Ji Heng was hateful. He knew that he was the emperor, but he could not hurt him as a servant. Now he still used this move. She was so angry that she grinded her back teeth or swallowed up. In fact, the devil in her heart had already collapsed and was howling and scolding Ji Heng as a bastard.

But in the heart is angry, on the surface still wants to be calm, after all, can't meet hard. "Emperor, what is this for? It's important for you to take good care of the dragon's body. The emperor believes that the slave is not a kind of bastard. I can see my loyalty to you. Please believe me. "

"It's natural. How could I not believe you?"

After that, he pauses for a moment, stares at Peng Qiuqi and says word by word.

"In fact, I don't believe anyone." He sat in the same place and raised his Phoenix eyes, saying not in a hurry.

What he said made Peng Qiuqi angry. He looked at all kinds of things in front of him and sighed weakly.

"Forget it. If the emperor doesn't believe in the minions, the servants can't argue. Since you have already provoked the emperor, if you suspect that the servant will recognize it, I will let the emperor deal with it! ""That female assassin is Fang Shiyi's subordinate. Are you sure you don't really know her? But you can rest assured that I will kill her

Although Pang Qiuqi was in pain, he still pretended to be indifferent to the wind and tried to keep his tone calm and responsive. "The emperor is very considerate that the servant is really a woman. If you let the servant contact the female assassin for a few more days, I'm afraid that she will be moved with compassion because of the tragedy. But now it's too early, and the maid really doesn't know, how can he help a stranger? "

"Your mouth is very hard. I just hope you don't hate me in the future. "

Peng Qiuqi smiles and says nothing. Even though she is silent in her heart, she can't bear it. But what can she do? If she sympathizes with others, she will push herself into the abyss. Who can help her?

What's more, the cause and effect of all kinds of things in front of her are beyond her control.

Fang Shiyi's whereabouts, similarly, will not let snow bamboo such a white tragic death.

At this time, two eunuchs suddenly appeared in the imperial study and left with a heavy wooden box.

She saw this in the heart immediately pulled to pull, some fear.

I still remember that ancient books recorded that many emperors used to hold dead bodies. So, isn't this crazy Ji Heng come up with any idea to punish himself?

"What are you thinking about there? I'm not a psychopath. I'm not afraid of you like that."

"The Emperor It's the slave who thinks so much. "

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