Quick Time Travel Plane Development 2

"Your Majesty."

There were people kneeling on the ground in Jingshui Courtyard.

Qin Fei glanced at them, "Get up. You will all belong to Mrs. Lian from now on, so don't neglect."

The girls and women in Jingshui Courtyard were all happy. Their masters became wives, and their status was promoted, so they would follow suit.

Hongliu was even more happy for her master, carrying a bunch of things that the prince rewarded into the house, and put them on the table in the inner room.

Hongliu beamed, "Lord Master Lotus."

Zihua nodded, "Well, go ahead."

Hongliu quickly left the house.

After the reward was sent in, Qin Fei entered the house with his hands behind his back.

Hong Liu waited for Qin Fei to enter and quickly closed the double doors.

Ren Qing and Meng Shen, who were waiting outside the house, were stunned.

"Why did you close the door?" Meng Shen subconsciously put his hand on the sword hilt at his waist. The prince didn't say to close the door, but this bold girl closed the door on her own initiative.

Hongliu took it for granted, "My master said that he had something to tell the prince." The master told her before the prince came. After the prince came in, he closed the door. She listened to the master, and she felt that the master was right. If something happened, he should not talk about it. Come and tell me?

She suddenly fluttered her long eyelashes and looked back and forth between Ren Qing and Meng Shen in confusion, "Do you want to hear it?"

Meng Shen: "..." Does he dare to say that he wants to hear it?

He has followed the prince for many years and knows very well that when the prince is with his wives and concubines, he does not like his men to approach him. They usually stay outside the courtyard, but today it is because they followed him inside with the things that the prince gave Mrs. Lian as a reward. The yard.

The prince didn't tell them to leave. He probably went in and saw people coming out quickly, so they just waited outside the house.

When this girl said it, it seemed like they wanted to hear the prince's secrets.

Ren Qing laughed. Where does this maid come from?

Hong Liu behaved even more stubbornly. She asked Ren Qing and Meng Shen to stand in the middle of the courtyard with her, "Hey, let's stand far away. What if we accidentally overhear the conversation of the masters? You see, the prince has acquiesced. .”

What Master Lian told her was also very reasonable. She closed the door, and if the prince didn't say no, then it was yes. If she said to stay away, if the prince didn't say no, then it was yes.

He also captured the armies of Ren Qing and Meng Shen.

The two looked at each other and retreated to the middle of the yard.

They both thought they were in the yard, and it didn't matter whether they were closer to the house or farther away.

Weren't they worried about the prince's safety? Why wouldn't the prince be unsafe in his own palace?

The reason for staying close is to easily hear the prince's instructions.

The two of them didn't take Mrs. Lian seriously, who was so ill that she almost died yesterday.

inside the house.

The prince, who was not worried about his safety, was no longer safe.

Qin Fei has been tied up with a skirt belt by Zi Hua, with a ball of cloth stuffed in his mouth.

He couldn't move his whole body, and even if he wanted to make any movement to alert the guards outside the door, he couldn't.

Qin Fei stared at Zihua in anger and horror.

The woman in front of me is definitely not Fu Shui Lian! Fu Shuilian is not so strong and has such good skills. She is a fake.

What would she do if she caught him?

The next moment he knew what he was going to do to catch him.

Zi Hua threw Qin Fei on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and hit him with his fists.

You can't kill, you can always hit.

Qin Fei didn't ask the original owner if he wanted to, and just asked Dai Xun to send the person to the house if he should beat him.

The original owner was a free man, not someone's slave, so he lost his freedom.

The root cause of the original owner's miscarriage lay with Qin Fei, so even hitting him would be easy.

She had suspected it before.

I just did a full-body scan on Qin Fei and found that his gene is defective and he cannot give birth to a boy. If a wife or concubine becomes pregnant with a boy, she will definitely miscarry.

Without the conspiracy of others, the original owner would not be able to save the child.

Judging from Qin Fei's behavior, he should know what's going on with him.

Yu Hua's beating skills are getting better and better, which can make Qin Fei miserable without breaking people.

When Qin Fei was covered in the quilt, he didn't know what the other party wanted to do. He felt a pain in his stomach, and then another pain. He knew what the other party wanted to do to him.

He had been beaten since he was a child, and he was extremely angry.

He swore that if he got away, he would cut the woman in front of him into pieces.

Hiss! My body also hurt so much that my muscles were trembling with pain.

My mouth was blocked and it hurt so much that I could only suck air through my nose.

The pain came one after another, and he thought it would be better to die. It hurt too much.

He couldn't even beg for mercy because his mouth was blocked.

Zi Hua felt that the beating was almost done and stopped.

She took the quilt away, thought for a moment, and covered Qin Fei with the quilt.

Although she used a small prop to lower the volume of her voice, if there was an accident and the two people outside the house broke in, they would not see Qin Fei being tied up at a glance. ‘

Zi Hua asked, "Do you want to know why you were beaten? Just nod if you think about it."

Qin Fei stared at Yuhua with cannibalistic eyes. The eyes that he had always loved so much seemed to be surrounded by clouds and mist, now seemed unfathomable.

"Forget it if you don't want to."

Qin Fei nodded quickly.

Zihua took out the ball of cloth from Qin Fei's mouth.

Just when Qin Fei was about to call someone, Zi Hua stuffed a pill into it.

Then he stuffed the cloth ball back again.

Qin Fei's internal organs suddenly felt severe pain. It was like a knife was stirring in his stomach.

What the other party fed him was poison!

Zi Hua took out the cloth ball again and threw a pill into it, "This is the antidote. It depends on whether you shout faster or I throw the pill faster."

The antidote took effect immediately, and the pain in Qin Fei's internal organs disappeared, as if he had never experienced it before.

Qin Fei didn't dare to call anyone anymore and shouted in a low voice, "Who are you and what are you going to do?"

Zi Hua pulled up a chair and sat down, "Fu Shui Lian. Just think of yourself as two souls. The former Fu Shui Lian is dead, and now I am alive. As for what I want to do, I have already done it. I will beat you." Take it out.”

Qin Fei didn't believe what the other party said, but now that he was in the other party's hands, he took it as his own, "Now that you've vented your anger, you should let me go."

"If I let you go, you're going to have someone come in and kill me right away, right?"

Qin Fei thought exactly like this, but said, "No." It was okay not to kill her, but to lock her up and make her life worse than death.

"It seems that you want me to live a life worse than death." Zi Hua smiled, "Try taking a long breath. If you are not afraid of being poisoned and dying, then just go ahead and do it."

Qin Fei took a long breath and felt a slight pain in his internal organs. He calmed down and breathed, and the pain disappeared. With the previous poison attack, he would not think that the other party was trying to scare him, "When will you give me the antidote?"

"It depends on the situation. Don't worry, I haven't thought about taking your life for the time being." Yu Hua stepped forward and untied Qin Fei's skirt. She will live in the palace for another five years, so of course she won't be tied up with Qin Fei all the time.

It took a while to tie her up, but if it lasted for a long time, Qin Fei would be willing to kill her regardless.