Chapter 677: Maiden (1/2)
Chapter 677
In the wing room of Yuebin Building, King Mingjun suddenly woke up from a drunken dream. He opened his eyes and moved his body, and found that he was actually lying on the desk.
He’s just like that...has gone to sleep?
The sky outside was dark, and the beauty in the room was gone.
He stood up suddenly, but fell down with a tingling sound in his legs.
Outside Jin Yiwei heard the movement inside the house and hurriedly stepped in.
”The Shire!”
Several people saluted together.
The people headed by stepped forward and helped King Mingjun up.
Mingjun Wang suffered a terrible fall, and his head burst in general pain.
”What's the matter with me?” He held his forehead, his eyes cracked and asked.
Jin Yiwei helped him sit back on the stool.
”No way, no way, my **** hurts.” Sitting on the wooden bench all afternoon, the iron **** can't stand it, not to mention that he is not an iron butt.
There was no bed here for him to lie down, and the leading Jin Yiwei had to call a companion to drive him one by one.
Although this is uncomfortable, at least the **** doesn’t have to suffer.
”Where are Gu and Miss Gu?” The King of County asked, holding his head that was almost torn apart.
Jin Yiwei, headed by , replied: “After the prince was drunk, Miss Gu left.”
”What? You just let her go like this?”
”The county king... you didn't tell her to stay.”
Isn’t it because I thought she would leave? Are your heads made of wood?
Mingjun Wang choked.
Really, I was drunk at a good time.
Mingjun wanted to blame the beauty, but he thought of the beauty's always cold temper, and felt that he was drunk and left the house there, which caused them to get angry and leave.
”Should you send me a painting?”
”The prince, is this this?” A Jinyiwei picked up a piece of...er...paper on the table?
Generally speaking, paintings given to King Mingjun’s status have to be mounted with scrolls. However, this is indeed just a piece of paper, and it is a little crumpled, I don’t know what is going on.
Mingjun Wang asked people to draw over.
He glanced intently, but his mouth couldn't close.
What is this, this mess?
Are the paintings of beauty at this level?
How can this be done?
Too……
Forget it, he didn't just like her because she could paint.
Her beauty is what really impresses me.
If you don’t know how to paint, you can’t paint, but I will teach her in the future.
Yes, yes, he can take the opportunity of teaching beauties to paint again to invite beauties, I believe she will not refuse.
The thought of flashed, and the haze in Mingjun Wang's heart was swept away, and he instantly became refreshed.
Just as the King of Mingjun happily collected the beauty’s autographs, the coachman suddenly came up and reported at the door: ”The King, Han Shizi has an accident!”
……
In a clean courtyard of the Han family, the maids came out of the main room with pots of blood.
Han Shizi was so badly hurt that the doctor only spent half an hour cleaning his wounds.
Fortunately, he has deep internal skills and has not hurt his foundation, but he is also very humiliating.
He sat on the chair with a cold expression, Han Yong stood by with a sigh.
”Let you go to bed and lie down for a while.” Han Yong said.
”No need.” Han Shizi said with bare hands, covering his chest and gritted his teeth.
Han Yong sighed: ”What are you stubborn? If you are injured, you have to lie down.”
Han Shizi stared coldly and said, ”I said no.”
The second uncle of the Han family stopped arguing with him on this topic, but asked: ”Who did it? He hurt you like this?”
Han Shizi's martial arts are absolutely rivals among his peers in Shengdu, and those older guys who are older than him will not easily attack a junior.
Han Shizi recalled the masked teenager he saw on the roof, he also felt very strange.
If Shengdu had such a young master, he might not have heard of it.
However, the opponent won't rely on martial arts to defeat him.
is strategy and black powder.
He first used countless hidden weapons at him, making him think that all he had on his body were hidden weapons, which caused him to have no choice to avoid when the opponent threw black powder.
Han Shizi recalled: ”He used black powder.”
Han Yong suddenly realized: ”It turned out to be black powder, no wonder it can hurt you... Wait, black powder? Isn’t black powder something unique to the Palace of the National Masters?”
Han Shizi shook his head: ”Black gunpowder was invented by the National Master Hall, but it has been used in the military and can be obtained by aristocratic families.”
Han Yong pondered for a moment, and said: ”Black powder is controlled very strictly, it is easy to get it.”
This point, Han Shizi did not deny: ”Those black gunpowder was added with Mongolian sweat medicine, and what did he use to me in the end, not Mongolian sweat medicine, but it made my whole person unable to move.”
Han Yong meditated: ”Black powder... unknown poison... Is it really the work of the Palace of the National Masters?”
Han Shizi said: ”I have no grievances or enmity with the National Master Palace, why did the National Master Palace deal with me?”
Han Yong nodded: ”That's true.” The Palace of the National Masters does not collude with any forces, nor does it conflict with any forces. To be precise, no family dared to conflict with the Palace of the National Masters, and the Palace of the National Masters naturally did not bother to embarrass them. Any family.
Han Shizi asked the servant at the door: ”Where is the princess? Isn't there yet?”
As soon as the voice fell, King Mingjun arrived.
Han Yong Chongming Jun Wang bowed his hand. Han Yong is the concubine of the Han family, and his status is incomparable with his ancestry.
The king of Mingjun nodded slightly. His attitude towards Han Yong was naturally different from that towards Han Shizi.
”You all go down, second uncle, stay.”
People stepped back one by one and closed the door. Only three of them were left in the house.
Mingjun looked at Han Shizi, who was bruised and bruised. Although he had been heard on the way there, he was still shocked when he saw him: ”Cousin, who hurt you like this?”
Han Shizi did not answer his words, but instead asked: ”Let me ask you again, who did you go to see today?”
”Huh?” Mingjun Wang was taken aback.
Han Shizi solemnly said: ”Are you honestly confessing yourself, or I arrested your maid.”
Ming County King Tongren shrank!
Cousin, cousin actually saw the maid?
Han Shizi snorted coldly, “Or, I’ll report to His Royal Highness and ask him to ask you in person.”
Mingjun king pleaded: ”Cousin! Don't tell me father! If father knew... he would kill me.”
The prince disciplined the King Mingjun very strictly, and he was not allowed to do anything humiliating, otherwise he would not hide and linger and refuse to show his identity to the beauty.
Han Shizi said: ”If you don't want me to find the prince, you just tell me honestly, who did you see today? What did you do?”
Mingjun Wang said helplessly about his experience of seeing the beauty: ”...Cousin, you promised me, don't let my father know!”
Han Shizi said lightly: ”Come here, send the King of Mingjun back to the mansion!”
”Yes!”
After Jun Ming left, Han Shizi closed his eyes dullly, ”What do you think of Uncle?”
Han Yong said: “The student from Canglan Girls’ College must be inseparable from this matter. She deliberately distracted King Mingjun and the six Jinyi guards around him.”
Han Shizi said with deep eyes: ”Since my second uncle also thinks, then it is necessary to check this person.”
……
The black wind is high, and in a dormitory of Linglong Pavilion of Canglan Girls' College, Xiao Jingkong has fallen asleep on the soft bed.
He opened his small mouth and snore evenly.
Xiao Heng called Xiao Jiu, let it guard the small clearance.
After that, he went to the porter to say hello, and gave the gatekeeper a silver or two to sit in his house.
Small headroom usually does not wake up, but if you wake up halfway, it is always good to have someone.
It's one thing for him not to have an accident, but it's another thing for him not to be afraid.
After doing this, Xiao Heng wore a cloak, capped hat and veil, and sneaked out of the academy.