Chapter 252 False rage

Zhao moved back to the prince's mansion and went to the study to see the beggar. She was under the aquatic grape shelf, shaking her chair to enjoy the cool, looking happy. Seeing Zhao Qian coming, he asked, "Have you gone to the chancellor's mansion?"

"How do you know?" Zhao Qian felt strange.

The beggar said, "The sixth sense. My sixth sense has always been very accurate.

"Okay." Zhao Qianquan held the back of the chair, half hugged the beggar, and smiled, "You look fine."

The beggar answered and said vaguely, "Maybe. I don't know why, recently I always feel something moving in my lower abdomen. It's not very violent and not very painful. It's a new feeling of relaxation. Could it be that the internal force of Master Dongfang has penetrated into my body and merged with me? After saying that, he raised his face and asked innocently, "Do you think I will turn into my own use and become the world's top master?"

Nangong Zhili, who had just come out of the room, heard this and his face was a little complicated. He was embarrassed, speechless and wanted to stop talking. The same is true of Zhao Qian.

The two men looked at each other for a moment, and Nangong Zhili spoke for the prince: "It's unlikely that it will be used by you. But it's true to improve your physique and make you feel like a new life.

The beggar said "Oh" and was a little depressed. Looking at Zhao Qian, he suddenly remembered something important and asked, "Did Master Dongfang ask you to bring me anything?"

Zhao Qian was unhappy and said quietly, "No."

The stubborn beggar looked at Zhao Qian's reaction and seemed to realize that he was too frustrated and showed his heart, so he smiled and said, "I don't miss him when I ask Mr. Dongfang. Instead, I want to know who his maidservant is now?

Zhao Qian's eyelids jumped and said, "A lot, there is no fixed one. But Dongfang brother hardly needs to be served.

The beggar is anxious, so he is no longer euphemistic. Let's be more straightforward: "Where are the girls who used to serve me? What about the valley? What about Qiu Sa? I miss them! The old disease has not healed, and a new disease is about to come up! I want to see them!"

Zhao Qian took a few steps, thinking about how to answer her. It seems that she can't hide it. Instead of letting her know later that it has a greater impact on the fetus, it's better to tell her earlier, at least it will be wiser. Zhao Qian hugged her and said sadly, "Those two maids died one after another."

"What?" The beggar was shocked: "How did you die?"

Zhao Qian said that it was nothing more than a version of autumn when the lantern fell into the water and hung on the rope like a valley.

The beggar couldn't stop crying. How could she believe this coincidence? Question: "Where is Mr. Dongfang? Does Mr. Dongfang know? What did he say?"

"Dongfang brother heard about it. He doesn't want you to know these things. He's afraid that you will be sad and that you will blame him.

The beggar choked and said, "Do I blame him?"

Zhao Qian stroked her shoulder and said, "Yes. He didn't take Rugu back to the capital, he didn't explain the cleaning of the house, and he forgot to put down the sandbag for martial arts... In a word, he made too many mistakes here.

"Why is he so careless!" The beggar said, "I want to see him! I must see him! I feel uncomfortable if I don't scold him face to face!"

A trace of joy flashed in the prince's eyes, but he advised, "Don't see me! Dongfang's heart is uncomfortable enough. If you scold him again, isn't it obvious to embarrass him?"

The beggar was surprisingly stubborn and unrelent. He jumped his feet and ran out along the corridor: "I want to see him!" I scolded him for a bloody head and introspection, and I will come back immediately!"

Zhao Qian pulled her and said gently, "I'll ask someone to invite him over!" Only half an hour is given to you, and you have to seize the opportunity to vent all your anger. Otherwise, it will be difficult to scold again.

The beggar said, "It's okay to let him come here!" Go! If I go to the prime minister's mansion in person, I guess I will have to scold others after scolding him! He came here, and I saved some energy!"

Zhao Qian has gone. Nangong Zhili said with a smile on the corners of his eyes, "Your fake acting is getting deeper and deeper! Obviously, he wanted to get some information from Dongfang Ye, but it seemed to be true! The prince only thought that Master Dongfang would not explain, let you scold him, aggravate his sadness and disappointment, and deepen your misunderstanding and Geng Jie. Unexpectedly, you calculated this game!"

The beggar said worriedly, "Do you think Master Dongfang will really let me scold without excuse as the prince said? Doesn't he know any information?

After saying that, he prayed, "God, don't let me down the heroic appearance of a bitch who scolded the street! Be sure to let me get something!"

Nangong Zhili reminded, "Even if Master Dongfang has information, what can he tell you in front of the prince?"

The beggar was stunned, yes. After thinking for a long time, he sighed, "Master Dongfang should be able to guess what I want!" If he can't think of a way, then I'm sorry that I have been deeply infatuated with him in the past!"

After listening to this, Nangong Zhili said with a wry smile, "Just for your infatuation and worship, he should also give you an explanation."

As soon as he finished saying this paragraph, he saw the prince's figure coming from the lake and arrived at the attic. He said to the beggar, "I have sent someone to invite him. Today's Dongfang brother's legs and feet are not as good as before. He can arrive in about an hour or two. What do you want to scold? Prepare well first. Don't forget it then. Then there's nothing I can do.

The beggar nodded vigorously with a face full of indignation. Then, he seemed to remember something and said to Zhao Qian, "I scold him. You are not allowed to peek!"

Zhao Qian said, "This is unfair! The magic doctor and I are by our side, so we can't cover our ears and cover our eyes, can we?

The beggar was sullen and squatted on the chair and said, "I don't care. You can think of a way. Otherwise, I will definitely be laughed at by you when I mention this matter one day."

Zhao Qian was so scared that his face changed greatly. He quickly rubbed her stomach and said, "Be gentle, okay? In case of injury... In case you get angry, is it a joke?"

The beggar hummed, "I'm not that delicate." Then he turned around and turned his back to him and said, "You'd better think about how to scold him without scruples and fingers!"

Nangong Zhili suppressed his laughter and said nothing.

Zhao Qian frowned and medited, and finally said, "That's it. The magic doctor and I stood in the corridor and thought about it in front of the lake. Invite Dongfang brother to the room, scold him as much as you can, and scold all his sorrows! If I can't hear you scolding, or my voice becomes weak, come and let Dongfang brother go back.

The beggar reluctantly agreed, "That's okay. But my voice is too loud. You'd better cover your ears and be careful of nightmares in the middle of the night.

Zhao Qian agreed with a smile.

A few hours after, Master Dongfang arrived. Zhao Qian invited him to the house, looked at the beggar, and said to Master Dongfang, "The beggar has something to say to you."

After saying that, together with Nangong Zhili, he came out quietly and looked far away from the railing. Leave them in the house.

Master Dongfang looked at the beggar and felt that something was wrong. He just asked, "Are you better?" The beggar had clenched his strength and winked at him. At the same time, he held a gun with a stick and wrapped his head and covered his face and scolded: "You are careless and reckless, how could I be blind and looked at you back then! Now my intestines are regretful! Why don't you take Rugu and Qiu Sa away in advance? If you take it away in advance, Qiu Sa will not drown! How can you forget to bring Rugu when you come back from the county? Didn't you want her to die in a desperate situation by leaving one of her weak women there? Why don't you arrange it properly and let Rugu climb up and down to help you clean up the house! Why don't you put down your sandbags for practicing martial arts? Geng Su went to pick up Rugu. Why didn't you send more people to let Geng Su be killed by the thief! It's all your fault, don't you understand! You are forward-looking, cowardly and selfish, brave and resourceless, and harmful to others and yourself! You are irresponsible, irresponsible, unable to fulfill your vows, and ashamed of your conscience! You..."

Master Dongfang was scolded like blood by her mixed sharp words. At first, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something: "I...I..." but there was no room to interrupt.

The beggar's misunderstanding and resentment were so deep that he closed his mouth tightly, his face was pale and desperate, and he didn't say a word.

Seeing that he did not respond, he seemed to be addicted to being scolded by her, and his soul was out of his stupid appearance. The beggar couldn't help kicking him, stretching out his arms, lowering his voice and quickly said briefly, "Nothing to give me?"

Then, the tone of voice was raised again and again, with resphemy in the scolding, which was even more mean.

Master Dongfang seemed to understand something and took out a brocade box and put it on her hand.

The beggar kept talking and put the brocade box in his armpit with his backhand. He still scolded himself and was sad. Although Master Dongfang vaguely knew something, his heart was still like a knife, standing there listening to her scolding.

After persisting for almost half a moment, the beggar seemed to be exhausted and fell on the edge of the bed, quickly took out the brocade box and threw it under the bed.

"Bear! Beggar!" Master Dongfang shouted.

Zhao Qian and Nangong Zhili rushed into the room. Zhao Qian held her in **. Nangong Zhili took her pulse and said, "Angry attack her heart, hissing is exhausted, as if there is a sign of collapse. It will be all right after a calm recuperation."

"How about the fetus?" Zhao Qian asked urgently.

The beggar's mouth was dry and his head was bombarded. Hearing the word "fetus", he trembled all over, woke up with a white face, pulled Zhao Qian, and asked harshly, "What are you talking about!" What a fetus! Whose fetus!"