Qin Ye held the finely polished handle of the scepter, turned the hidden button, and swung it with his hand.
Swish——
The short and sturdy scepter was suddenly thrown away and turned into a long stick carved from seven sections of fine iron. It made a sharp sound when it was swung, like a snake spitting out its tongue, with a cold glow.
She held the dog-beating stick and looked at the man with a smile:
"Husband~~~"
A coquettish, sticky voice flowed out from between the lips and teeth. It should have been gentle, delicate and pleasant to the ear, but it made the man's back stiffen, as if a basin of ice water was poured over his head.
Cold from head to toe.
It chills my heart.
She had never called him like this before...
She wouldn't really want to kill her husband for the sake of justice, right? !
Qin Ye smiled harmlessly, and asked sweetly, "When you were in the palace, why didn't you ask for a reward, but instead asked the emperor to take away my stick?"
He walked towards him, slapping the dog with his long stick:
"Do you have any misunderstanding about me?"
Smile deeply:
"Um?"
Zong Zhengchen: “…”
Now, he seriously suspected that he was not the emperor's biological son!
How could a father betray his son like this?
Pursing her lips, she calmed down someone who was about to make a move: "Ye'er, listen to my explanation."
——What's the explanation? Just beat him up first! If you don't beat him up, he won't know who is the boss in this family!
——Look at the stick!
Qin Ye narrowed his eyes and was about to take revenge.
At the critical moment, the man suddenly looked up:
"I still have a sword!"
He held the end of the dog-beating stick, looked directly at her, and said in a deep voice: "There is only one in the world, and it has been passed down from my ancestors for twenty-two years!"
"Oh?" Qin Ye raised his eyebrows.
The emperor dotes on his son so much?
Two swords as a reward?
"Why? Both swords were given by the emperor? Are there any differences?"
"have."
"What's the difference?"
Zong Zhengchen narrowed his eyes slightly, "This sword..."
The deep voice became slow and the ending tone was slightly prolonged, which aroused Qin Ye's curiosity and made her subconsciously prick up her ears and listen carefully.
However, at the moment when she was careless, the man suddenly snatched her dog-beating stick, threw it on the table, and carried her on his shoulders and ran into the house:
"This sword of mine is specially used to beat my wife!"
"???"
close the door!
By the time I realized it, it was too late.
Zong Zhengchen, you are trying to trick me, you are shameless!
It’s a sunny day!
Bright and clear world!
Who sleeps during the day!
"Zong Zhengchen, let me go, I don't want to sleep!"
"Ah! Stop taking my clothes off!"
"Zong Zhengchen!!"
Hmmmm, glutinous, glutinous...
As Hanfeng Courtyard was located in the very center of the palace, and the noise made by the two people was very loud, many servants passing by heard it and blushed with shame.
this……
With such a loud noise, are you trying to kill someone?
So shy...
It's broad daylight, no porn...
Not far away in Mingyue Pavilion, Xiao Zhihua heard the noise outside. She kept holding the teacup in her hand, from boiling hot to cold, and kept this action, without any reaction for a long time...
The old butler stood outside the Hanfeng Courtyard, his back slightly hunched, a gratified smile on his old face.
Look up at the sky and take a deep breath:
Your Majesty Xiao, the prince and princess love each other very much and are living a happy life. They will have children in the near future. If you know this, you can rest assured. Please bless this young couple!
The moon sat shyly on the steps, and the sound was like waves, rolling in wave after wave, hitting the ears violently.
The earlobes are burning hot and red like blood.
Hurry up and move your butt further away and sit further away.
Looking at Yunying again, she was playing with the red tasseled spear as if nothing had happened, with neat short hair, a nimble body, and a heroic demeanor. Xiao Hei happily surrounded her and made a lot of noise together.
At this time, not far away, a black figure walked over:
"Ms. Yue'er..."