Chang’an Peasant Girl

After combing her ponytail, Anjing would wash up. Once she was done washing, Anjing would sit at the table and eat.

While quietly drinking porridge, Dongfang Tianyang came.

As soon as Dongfang Tianyang came in, he saw An Jing combing a ponytail that he couldn't accept. He immediately scolded the maids serving in the room: "You don't even comb your hair, what use do you have?"

Liangchen Meijing and other palace maids were immediately frightened and all knelt down.

Jing Jing said calmly: "I don't let them comb their hair. I am Queen Xiyun. Even if I comb it, it will be Queen Xiyun's hairstyle."

Dongfang Tianyang said: "You are my concubine now, and you should dress up like my concubine."

Jing Jing still didn't even look at him, "You just kill me, I can do whatever you want with my body."

Dongfang Tianyang was a little angry, but he did not attack An Jing, but the maids kneeling on the ground: "Next time I come, if Concubine Yi is still dressed like this, I will definitely kill you with a stick."

"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty." The maids immediately kowtowed in fear and begged for mercy.

Jing Jing smiled and said: "Even if you kill them, I won't do what you want. Don't think that I have such a good heart and care about these maids in your palace. Just kill them, it's best to kill them." Kill them, bring another batch, kill that batch again, and then bring another batch until you kill all the maids in your palace, I will definitely set off firecrackers to celebrate your feat."

"You!" Dongfang Tianyang was even more angry. But the next moment, Dongfang Tianyang smiled and sat across from Quiet. His eyes were full of doting: "Can't you be angry with me? I am sincere to you."

Jing Jing still didn't look at him. While drinking porridge, he said casually: "Your sincerity is based on my pain, my husband's pain, and my child's pain. Haha, I even want to stab him." If I stab you to death, will I still be angry with you? It’s just a dream, right?”

"I know you still can't accept it now, but as time goes by, you will gradually forget about Su Changyi and your children. I'm waiting for that day." Dongfang Tianyang said with affection on his face.

Jing Jing still didn't look at Dongfang Tianyang's disgusting face, "Just wait if you want. Anyway, that day won't come. My body and mind belong to my husband, and I will never betray him."

Finally, Dongfang Tianyang was irritated. He stood up and rushed over. He grabbed An Jing's shoulder with one hand and grabbed An Jing's chin with the other. While forcing An Jing to look at him, he roared at her: "Your husband, your husband, you again." My husband! Can’t you just mention Su Changyi? I am your husband now!”

Jing Jing was not angry at all, and had a bright smile, but his hands were not polite at all. He took out the scissors hidden in his sleeves and stabbed the hand holding her chin very neatly.

"Hiss—" Even though Dongfang Tianyang found out and quickly avoided it, An Jing still made a long cut on his right hand with scissors. Blood immediately flowed out from the wound, and he immediately hissed in pain. There was a sound.

Dongfang Tianyang was still stunned because he didn't expect An Jing to have a weapon on his body.

The maids present were also stunned, and then one of the maids shouted in panic: "Escort! Escort! The emperor has been assassinated!"

The guards in Jingxin Garden rushed in immediately. When they saw Dongfang Tianyang was injured and Jingjing still had scissors in his hand, they wanted to rush towards Jingjing and capture Jingjing.