Chapter 70: Beili Wolf King x Central Plains Prince 6
Xiao Jintian has plenty of ways to deal with people he hates.
So what if I get injured? I won’t die or be disabled.
He is a ferocious and fierce tiger, but also a vengeful wolf.
Xiao Jintian hated the Third Prince the most, as he was a person who claimed to be noble but was actually narrow-minded.
Qianzhou's fever had not subsided yet, and his hands and feet felt a little cold.
Beneath the Shura mask, his face was pale and looked a little sick.
He looked around.
The Wolf King's residence is very grand, and the tall courtyard and gate were designed by the best craftsmen in Beili.
Compared with the luxurious buildings in the Central Plains, the houses in Beili pay more attention to wind and cold protection, and the walls are made extra thick.
But as autumn drew to a close, there wasn't even a charcoal fire in Qianzhou's house.
Qianzhou got out of bed coughing and walked to the stove. He lifted the iron cover and found that it was empty.
Qian Zhou: He kicked me, hurt me, and wanted to freeze me to death.
Xiao Jintian is a big bastard.
[System 052: I'll remember this for you. We'll return it to him later.]
Qianzhou checked the doors and windows. After all, this was the Wolf King's residence, and there was not a single crack that allowed air to pass through.
The injury on my shoulder has begun to heal, and the itching and pain from the growing flesh are inevitable.
Qianzhou returned to bed, covered his hands and feet with the quilt, and turned sideways with his back to the door.
He hadn't gotten enough rest for several days and was very tired, on top of that he was running a fever.
It was getting late outside the window, and Qianzhou was lying on the bed, about to fall asleep in a daze.
But just as he fell asleep, the door was kicked open.
Xiao Jintian's men handled the matter impartially, walked to the bedside and said coldly:
"Our king wants to have a midnight snack."
The subordinate saw Qianzhou turn around, and the terrifying Shura mask was facing him.
It was as if he was suppressing anger, and even though he was still sick, his natural kingly aura made people dare not look directly at him.
Qianzhou's solar plexus was sore and his brain was spinning in pain from exhaustion.
After so many miserable days, even he couldn't help but sound a little cold.
"He wants to have a midnight snack, what does it have to do with me?"
Qianzhou had changed into a clean white robe before, and his men felt uncomfortable.
I thought that the mountains and rivers of the Central Plains were nourishing, especially the Third Prince who came out of this palace, who exuded a noble aura from the inside out.
I feel scared when talking to him face to face.
This feeling is different from that of the Wolf King. Xiao Jintian is fierce, while Qian Zhou is arrogant.
It seems as if he was born to stand on the top of the pyramid and be worshipped.
This temperament was particularly obvious when he was angry, and his subordinates silently took another step back.
"The king has ordered you...to go to the kitchen."
Qian Zhou couldn't believe it, "He asked me to do it for him?"
The subordinate nodded hesitantly.
【Qianzhou: Shameless! 】
I'm so angry, so angry, so angry.
[System 052: Xiao Jintian single-handedly makes everyone hate him]
Qian Zhou walked out of the door full of resentment, followed by his men.
The entire kitchen was empty, even the servants who were cleaning had gone back to rest.
Xiao Jintian was deliberately tormenting him.
The pots and pans in the kitchen were placed on a wooden table, and the unprocessed vegetables and rice were placed in bamboo baskets without being washed.
There were two guards with knives guarding the door, and the subordinate just now was standing behind Qian Zhou.
This scene was too strange. Even he, a person from Beili, had heard of the name of the Third Prince.
Now they are forced by their king to go to the kitchen to make him midnight snacks.
“…”
Qianzhou stared at the vegetables in the bamboo basket.
The thought that flashed through my mind was that the heroine won the domineering president's love with her excellent cooking skills.
Oh......
See if he doesn’t poison Xiao Jintian to death.
Qianzhou used the kitchen knife with the force of a battlefield sword, chopping the cabbage into small pieces.
Vegetable juice splashed on his bony fingers.
Qianzhou filled a wooden basin with some water, and his men craned their necks to look at him.
I thought he was going to cut first and then wash.
As a result, Qianzhou threw the vegetable scraps into the pot and used the water... to wash his hands?
Then, in front of everyone, pour the water in the wooden basin into the pot.
"!" The two knife-wielding guards widened their eyes.
Qian Zhou held the bowl of clear boiled vegetables and asked coldly:
"Where is Xiao Jintian?"
The subordinate hesitated to speak.
As expected of the Third Prince, he is not afraid of their king at all.
Xiao Jintian's residence was very large, with a brick path outside the front yard wide enough for carriages to run side by side.
Qian Zhou found Xiao Jintian himself, holding the bowl of steaming "midnight snack".
It was already late at night, Xiao Jintian was sitting at the desk, the candlelight illuminating his face.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and even when he showed no expression, he still gave off a sense of oppression.
Unlike the emperors of the Central Plains who lived a life of luxury, Xiao Jintian's fierce temperament was forged through fighting on the battlefield with every sword and gun.
He was holding his subordinate's report documents, as if he didn't see the person coming in.
Qianzhou placed the midnight snack on the table, pressing down the pile of reviewed papers.
Xiao Jintian raised his eyes to look at him, his gaze scrutinizing him, then glanced at the bowl of food.
"You cooked it with rotten vegetable leaves?"
The expression on Shura's face could not be seen under the mask. He did not answer, but only asked: "Is there anything else?"
Xiao Jintian put down what he was holding.
A distinct sound was heard in the quiet night.
"Yes, I have."
He stood up, his shadow covering Qianzhou. "Are you so unwilling to take off this lousy mask?"
Qianzhou took a step back cautiously.
Xiao Jintian sneered and looked down at the bowl of watery vegetable soup. "Even the dogs in my backyard wouldn't eat this thing you made."
"If the dog doesn't eat you, then eat it."
"?"
Xiao Jintian frowned, feeling that someone had been switched.
But looking at her figure and temperament, she is no different from before, and the nobility in her bones cannot be imitated.
Xiao Jintian took a step closer.
Qianzhou moved to the side and turned his head away without even looking at him.
Xiao Jintian narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"
"Sorry to bother you." Qian Zhou said.
Xiao Jintian pinched his chin, turned his face back, stared at Shura Mask and asked:
"Are you really the Third Prince?"
Cold and aloof, in Xiao Jintian's eyes, it was nothing but false arrogance.
In fact, it's rotten inside.
Qianzhou opened his hand, but Xiao Jintian refused to let him go, and they started fighting.
Thousands of boats are not allowed to be touched.
Xiao Jintian insisted on catching him!
The table was overturned and papers were scattered all over the place.
The ink fell to the ground, and the rich scent of ink filled the book and the moonlight.
Qian Zhou's long white gauze robe looked like light-colored duckweed, impossible to touch.
Xiao Jintian became interested and stepped on the overturned table leg to catch the white spot.
His movements were powerful and swift, and he touched the white gauze sleeves, but quickly slipped away.
Only a soft touch is left.
Xiao Jintian looked at his hands and did not immediately chase after Qian Zhou after he flipped out of the window.
Instead, he counted to five seconds.
Then, like a gust of black wind, he rushed out of the window and soon ran into the knife-wielding guard who was running wildly in pursuit.
"My lord! The man ran away!"
Xiao Jintian drew the long sword from the guard's waist.
"I put it there."
He held the knife in one hand and jumped onto the roof in two or three steps, stepping on the tree trunks and thick branches.
The branches shook violently and leaves fell to the ground.
"Oh my god! How come the king is flying?"
Another guard yelled, "I'm coming!"
Then he followed Xiao Jintian's route and wanted to learn how to jump onto the roof by stepping on the tree.
As a result, the branch snapped and the guard fell to the ground in a panic.
His butt almost broke in two, and he wailed in pain:
"Why does it break as soon as I get on it?"
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