Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Is this tone because the food is unpalatable, or because there are no dramas to watch, or because of Zheng Taoyuan's lame leg?

Zhao Ke knew it well.

"Then what do you want?" She looked at Zheng Taoyuan coldly and asked.

"It's very simple. Starting today, the first floor of Chang'an will be closed," Zheng Taoyuan said.

Zhao Ke was silent for a long time, his chest rising and falling gently.

"You must make trouble at this time?" She said flatly, "Are you so happy to be pushed out as a pawn?"

"Can you control it?" Zheng Taoyuan replied with a smile, not at all angry at being called a "chess piece".

There is no need to get emotional about facts that everyone knows well. Just concentrate on immersing yourself in the thrill of revenge.

"It hurts to be hit with a stick." Zhao Ke's eyes revealed a bit of murderous intent, "If you miss it, it's not impossible to kill someone. You must think carefully. You must make Mr. Zheng Bai Send someone to a black-haired person?"

Zheng Taoyuan sneered, showing no sign of being shaken at all: "If I was afraid of these things, I wouldn't be here today." He patted his lame leg lightly, and said, "Your Chu Palace is so majestic. It was nothing more than teasing and teasing a servant of your family, and directly broke my son's leg, okay, okay, okay."

Zhao Ke pouted, but did not speak. She was too lazy to tell the truth: this kid slapped Li Xin in the face in front of the emperor that day! She only interrupted Zheng Taoyuan's leg, which was very polite.

Zheng Taoyuan seemed to be immersed in nostalgia for the time when his legs were healthy, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and looked at Zhao Ke with a smirk: "You choose. Close the door, or break my leg again? Oh, yes, yes Yes, you are very courageous, why don't you just try and kill me directly?"

Zhao Ke's breathing became a little unsteady, sometimes long and sometimes short, his chest heaved and fluctuated, and his lowered hands were secretly clenched into fists, the knuckles turned white.

The air was still for a while.

"Beat half to death and throw it out." She finally made up her mind and said.

The security guards on the first floor who had been standing around moved.

When Zheng Taoyuan heard that Zhao Ke had finally made this decision, the smile on his face became brighter, as if he didn't know what would happen to him at all.

"Hahaha, good good good good good good good!" He murmured frantically.

Does he really not know what will happen to him? No, he was very clear. Anyway, it was just a severe beating, which might break his other leg, or beat him to death directly.

That doesn't matter.

The son of the Minister of Rites was severely beaten on the first floor of Chang'an. All that is needed is such an event. The officials at Yushitai have long been gearing up and sharpening their knives. The courtiers who want to be unfavorable to the Chu Palace have also secretly mobilized and united countless people to bring down the Chu Palace without the King of Chu.

Everything is ready, all that is missing is an introduction.

Zheng Taoyuan is already a useless person anyway. Wouldn't it be a good idea to be the chess piece that was pushed out against the King of Chu?

Moreover, what kind of chess piece is not a chess piece? To put it so ugly, only passive entry into the game can be called a chess piece, right? If he took the initiative to enter the game, he should be regarded as a chess player! A chess player who voluntarily becomes a chess piece, the entire chess game is a tool for him to use, a tool for him to take revenge on the Chu Palace!

Wooden sticks, fists, legs and feet... The physical pain was constantly accumulating. Zheng Taoyuan's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood came up, oozing from the corner of his mouth, making his smile even more frightening.

"You are finished."