Being Scolded As a Loser? All the Big Guys In Beijing Are Rushing To Pamper Me

When the two people who heard Na Lang's concubine mentioned Yuji San, he smiled and said, "Yuji San, I dare to think about it, and I'm not afraid of losing my life."

If you offend their vengeful and petty prince, it doesn't matter whether you are a boy or a girl, it is impossible not to shed your skin.

I also want Yuji Powder and He Ding Hong!

Qianhan glanced at the unconcerned expression on his face and glanced away in disgust.

Really good at showing off.

Liufeng was used to Qianhan's boredom and didn't care at all, "Hey, where do you think it's appropriate for this cousin to be injured this time?"

Qian Han said with a dead face, "A needle in the cervical or lumbar spine will cure the problem once and for all."

Liufeng: "!!!"

"Fuck! Let me just say that you are more cruel than me. You want to destroy this little girl, so you are still the most ruthless."

The flowing wind expresses astonishment.

He knew that Qianhan didn't know how to show mercy to others.

"Do you feel sorry for her?" Qian Han frowned slightly.

Feeling sorry for the mission goal, this is not a wise choice.

Liufeng almost jumped up and hit someone, "Are you crazy? Such a scheming girl, I have to be blind to feel sorry for her."

He just felt that the prince didn't want to deal with the cousin in one step, so he was hesitant.

Qian Han looked at him steadily for a few seconds, then seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Oh."

Liufeng was speechless.

In the yard, Liu Sheng left.

Li Yuzhu looked at his back, still worried.

"Luchan, tell me, can Third Brother get Yuji Powder?"

Lu Chan had also heard about the preciousness of Jade Skin Powder, and did not dare to vouch for it. She only smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, miss. The third young master will pamper you and he will definitely do it."

If the Third Young Master can't get it, there's still their Duke's Mansion.

Li Yuzhu narrowed her eyes. The third brother loved her, but he didn't have any official position. It would be extremely difficult to get Yu Ji Powder.

Suddenly I remembered that my aunt had said that the old man had a bottle of holy medicine for removing scars... maybe it was Yu Ji San?

Thinking of this, Li Yuzhu couldn't sit still, got up and walked to the main courtyard.

Liufeng raised his eyebrows, with a look on his face as if he was watching a good show, "This cousin said she was nice, but she didn't believe her dear third brother at all. As expected, women's words are deceiving."

Qianhan didn't comment, "What do you want to do?"

Liufeng lazily leaned against the tree, "Why are you so anxious? We'll wait until she comes back. I'll take a nap for a while."

After a lot of hard work, I finally saw hope, and then lost it in an instant. This feeling is crazy, hehe.

The prince dislikes this cousin very much, so of course he will try his best to meet his master's expectations.

Qian Han saw Liu Feng's thoughts and the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

So, who is more poisonous?

Two quarters of an hour later, Li Yuzhu came back with a smile on his face.

Liu Feng suddenly opened his eyes and glanced downwards, "Smiling like this, it seems like you got your wish!"

"It's my turn." Liufeng took out a needle as thin as a hair and smiled brightly and kindly, "This time, it will take two months."

As soon as he finished speaking, the needle flew out and hit Li Yuzhu's knee.

Li Yuzhu was walking well when she suddenly felt a numbness in her knees and almost fell down. Fortunately, Lu Chan quickly caught her and said, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"My legs are numb." Li Yuzhu thought her legs were numb. She let go of Lu Chan and was about to lift her legs. As soon as she moved, her legs softened like noodles and collapsed to the ground.

"My legs -" She looked panicked and broke down crying.

"My legs can't stand up anymore, Lu Chan, go and call the doctor..."

The maids heard the sound and quickly helped her to the house.

The yard is messy again.

The leaves on the tree moved slightly, and the two figures floated away.

Prince Rong's Mansion.

Xiao Zhi removed the nails in the palace and arranged secret guards to protect the palace as airtight as an iron barrel.

The commotion was so loud that Prince Rong and Princess Rong were alarmed.

"What are you going to do?" The graceful and beautiful woman frowned lightly.

Grandma Guan, who was serving her, thought it was a good thing and said, "Your Majesty has a lot of ideas, so he has his own reasons. Don't worry, Princess."

Princess Rong smiled slightly, combed through the clouds and glanced at the moon, her hairpins flickered over the moon, she was as gorgeous as the witch Luo Shen.

"Mommy has confidence in that brat."

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside and the maid's voice sounded, "Princess, the Crown Prince is here."

The smile on Princess Rong's face widened, "Let the prince come in quickly."

After a moment, Xiao Zhi stepped in.

He, Father Xiao, was tall, had an aura that could not be ignored, and carried great oppressive power.

"My son has met his mother and concubine." He saluted.

Princess Xiao stepped forward to help her son up and said angrily: "You are at home, what are you doing out here like this? Sit down quickly, why is my son here? Are you finished with your official duties?"

The princess felt very sorry for her son who had to shoulder the entire palace even before he was crowned emperor.

Xiao Zhi looked at his gentle and loving mother, a darkness quickly flashed in his eyes, and there was an unbreakable haze in his eyes.

"My son wants to come and see his mother and concubine."

He was dreaming again.

In the dream, three years later, the emperor's uncle passed away, Prince Rong's palace was besieged, and his father was forced to stop taking life-saving medicine, and he died after not even surviving three days.

The God of War, who had spent his whole life protecting his family and country and never let anyone down, died in a miserable state, with no one coming to pay homage after his death.

After the death of his father, the mother-in-law, who had always been gentle and elegant, rushed to the door of the palace like a madman and cursed loudly. The new emperor, under the pressure of public opinion, allowed Prince Rong to be buried with dignity.

After Prince Rong was buried, the new emperor continued to make small moves against the palace. How could the princess, a weak woman, resist the many schemes outside.

A fire burned down the palace.

The fire burned for three days and three nights and was not extinguished...

When Princess Rong heard her son's rare warm words, a faint smile appeared on her beautiful and unparalleled face, "My son is interested."

Xiao Zhi looked calm, "Mother, how is my father?"

There was no trace of bitterness on the princess's face, and she smiled and said, "It's still the same."

For her, her husband is still alive, which is a gift from God.

She is calm and content.

Her husband has great ambitions to care about the country and serve the public, and he has been away from home all year round protecting his family and the country. In the past, she could not say a word "no".

Few people know that every time she sends the prince away from Beijing, she has nightmares and sleepless nights, fearing that bad news will come from the border.

Although Prince Rong is now a living dead, the princess is already satisfied compared to the ending of being shrouded in horse leather.

Xiao Zhi put down the tea cup and said something that made the princess's heart tremble.

"Mother, I plan to leave Zhongdu in a few days..."

Before he said the reason, Princess Rong's face changed. She was a considerate and gentle woman, and she did not object, but asked him for the reason.

"Why?"

Xiao Zhi: "I heard that a strange doctor appeared in Suizhou. I want to ask him to show his father."

This was the news he learned in his dream, and he wanted to see it.

Princess Rong's eyes lit up and she said with sincerity: "Is the news true?"

"It's absolutely true." Xiao Zhi nodded.

Princess Rong was worried about her son leaving Zhongdu, but her husband was still lying on the bed, getting weaker and weaker day by day, and felt very embarrassed.