Empress True Colors

At this moment, Jing Hengbo's eyes were completely dark.

She was crouching under a broken plank in disgrace.

The high platform collapsed, and it was the part under her feet that collapsed. She fell instantly. Fortunately, the ground below the platform was the ground, so she was not injured, but it seemed that she had lost her foot again.

There was a hard thing under her body, which felt familiar to the touch. She touched it, and it turned out to be a box.

At this time, she was still holding the pair of hot Barbie dolls in her hands, and her palms were dripping with sweat. what to do? Destroy corpses and wipe out traces? How to destroy? Now there is no knife or fire. Do you still dig a hole with this thing and bury it?

Helpless, she had no choice but to open the box, planning to hide this thing first, and destroy it immediately after entering the palace. After all, it's fine if it's just a pair of dolls with intimate poses. Ancient folk couples also collected these privately, but the prototype of this doll is her own, so it's not good if people see it and cause some bad associations.

Before opening the box, the figure flashed close to him, Jing Hengbo was startled, and subconsciously poked the thing in his hand as a weapon...

"Boom." The male doll poked Gong Yin's chest and made a muffled sound...

Gong Yin, who originally looked slightly worried, was poked by this light poke, and his face turned livid instantly...

Of course it wasn't the body that was injured, it was the soul that was injured...

He snorted coldly, grabbed the pair of dolls fiercely with one hand, and glanced at the disheveled male doll, his eyes flashed with hatred.

What a mess, the eyes are blue, are you a monster? Can she have some normal preferences?

As soon as he pressed his fingers hard, Jing Hengbo watched helplessly as the boy with his arms around the waist of "Jing Xiaobo" instantly disappeared into ashes.

She didn't know whether to sigh in relief or regret.

This is a product of modern technology, a unique thing in this era of the Great Wilderness, it is so beautifully and realistically made, it is a pity to just destroy it like this...

Her sigh obviously depressed Gong Yin again.

——I still can’t bear it!

"What the **** is this..." Before he could ask, a light flashed above his head, shining into Jing Hengbo's eyes.

"The queen's morals are corrupt... eat me!"

The sound of drinking was ear-piercing, and at the same time, a violent whistling sound struck down the head!

As soon as Jing Hengbo raised his head, he saw Changhe's knife light hanging upside down!

Immediately she leaned back, and was immediately pushed into the darkness by Gong Yin.

"Hide it well!" He said briefly, his eyes passing over her box. With a backhand, he knocked off the opponent's offensive.

Jing Hengbo pouted, so he could only hide in the dark and close the box. She knows that "hide well" has two meanings, one is to ask her to hide it herself, and the other is to ask her to quickly hide the things that shouldn't be in the box.

She slammed the lid down on the box.

A hand suddenly stretched out, resisting the falling lid of the box.

"Who?" Jing Hengbo was startled, raised his foot and kicked, with a cracking sound, the teeth on the shoe flashed, and hit the opponent's waist.

"Hey, your waist." The other party reminded her waist coolly.

Jing Hengbo also felt the coolness on his waist, and then remembered that the crack had not been repaired, and when he lifted his leg, more was gone, so he hurriedly put down his leg.

With the faint light from above, Yeluqi stood vaguely, with a playful smile on the corner of his lips, staring unceremoniously at the whiteness of her waistline.

Jing Hengbo glared at him, took a step back vigilantly, dragged a box to block himself, grabbed a cloak from the box and put it on quickly.

She was always on guard against his actions, but Yeluqi didn't seem to have any bad intentions, with an inexplicable smile on his lips, he suddenly said: "You are beautiful today."

"Of course." Jing Hengbo raised his chin, still not relaxing his vigilance, "What are you doing here?"

Yeluqi smiled calmly, "Three things."

"Um?"

"One, I want to praise you in person," he said in admiration, "You are really outstanding today."

"Nervous." Jing Hengbo commented, not believing a word.

"Really, this is the most important thing." Yeluqi looked very serious.

"Second?" Jing Hengbo was impatient, listening to the commotion above, the sound of wind and people fighting, and chaos outside, but he didn't hear Gong Yin's voice.

"Someone assassinated you in my name just now, trying to arouse the anger of the people and your supporters against me." Yeluqi said casually, "So I must appear by your side, protect you, and prove my innocence .”

Jing Hengbo snorted, "Innocent? Do you have this noble thing?"

"Maybe soon." Yeluqi smiled, the smile in the hazy light was mysterious and alluring, "The third thing is also very important."

"Hmm?" Jing Hengbo was absent-minded, and concentrated on listening to the movement outside, hey, why is there no voice from Gong Yin?

But Yeluqi didn't speak again, and moved his fingers lightly, as if counting the time, the corners of his eyes suddenly tilted to the top of the hole in the table, and then he retracted them.

"Why don't you say it?" Jing Hengbo was slow to notice the sudden silence and urged him.

"Oh." Yeluqi approached her lightly, "shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... The queen leaves first, and then all the princes, princes, nobles, six kingdoms and eight chiefs will walk past the stage and leave in a line. Well...according to the time, it is time for Gong Yin to walk past the stage with the Zhanyu tribe and others , so I had people plant some explosives in the audience early on, ordering the dead soldiers to ignite on time no matter what happened, oh, it probably exploded at this time..."

"Ah?" The last few words finally floated into Jing Hengbo's eardrums, and she turned her head while looking outside, "Are you kidding..."

The expression on Yeluqi's face made her swallow her words, and the next moment she screamed, picked up the box and ran outside.

Frightened, she even forgot that she could teleport.

With a bang, she bumped into someone's chest, and the vague smell was a bit familiar. Before she could identify who it was, she shoved the box into his arms and shouted: "There are explosives, go!"

The man stared at the things that fell out of the box she hadn't had time to close, his eyes sparkled, "Wow! What a thing! It's fun!"

Jing Hengbo, who was about to teleport, almost spewed out a mouthful of blood—Mr. Nail Polish! There are men in the world who are less reliable than her!

Jing Hengbo had no choice but to twist his ears, ready to move away together. Before she could move, a white horse suddenly flew over, knocked off her hands, and also knocked off the hand of Mr. Nail Polish that was about to wrap around her waist. The pulling force came, and she was pulled out immediately, and then Bai Lian let go of her again and flew up, hitting the nail polish gentleman in the chest in the opposite direction, pushing the nail polish gentleman to Yeluqi who rushed out after him.

Several actions are done in one go. In an instant, Jing Hengbo escaped, and Yi Qi slammed into Yeluqi, who was knocked back and forth, approaching the center of the explosion.

The person who appeared suddenly had a precise timing and was extremely clever. It's like I've been waiting for this moment.

Naturally, it was Gong Yin.

Yi Qi slammed into Yeluqi's body with a bang, and shouted "Stinky man!" She quickly got up, her expression changed suddenly, she sniffled, and said, "Black powder!"

His complexion changed drastically, he ignored Yeluqi, turned around and ran away.

Gong Yin's white shadow flashed, Bai Lian hit his waist with his hand, and wanted to hit him back again. Yi Qi yelled, "You scoundrel! Kill me!" She twisted her body in mid-air strangely, escaped from Gong Yin's attack, and fled in a flash.

Gong Yin didn't waste time in chasing him, he flicked the horse in his hand, blocking Yeluqi who was about to run out again.

At this moment, he was on the broken stage, and Yeluqi was under the broken stage, looking at each other from a distance through the hazy light and shadow and a white line like a galaxy.

Yeluqi's face finally turned cold, "As expected, you guessed it again."

If Gong Yin didn't know that there were firearms under the stage, how could he seize the opportunity so cleverly to rescue Jing Hengbo and block him?

Yeluqi was slightly annoyed, he found that it was like this every time, no matter how seamless the plan was, there was nothing to hide in front of Gong Yin. He seems to have a pair of crystal eyes, or a clear heart, which can see all the dark plans.

This does not seem to be entirely due to intelligence, but rather some kind of strange ability...

Gong Yin still looked at him indifferently, with a mocking arc on his lips.

"Suddenly I also made a discovery." He said, with an expression of disgust.

"Oh?" Yeluqi smiled slightly.

"You care about her... too." Gong Yin's voice was cold, and suddenly he yelled, "Then stay here!"

With a shake of Bai Lian in his hand, Bai Lian suddenly turned into countless misty snows. The snow quickly condensed into ice crystals, and the ice crystals quickly solidified in large swaths, spreading silently like a white barrier.

"Prajna Snow..." Before Yeluqi could finish his sentence, the ice crystals quickly condensed and covered everything like lightning, freezing him in the ice.

Somewhere a spark has flickered, and the dead man has carried out the task meticulously as agreed.

The entire cave instantly became a world of glazed ice and snow, and Yeluqi was frozen and unable to move.

Can't escape.

Gong Yin's eyebrows also seemed to be covered with ice and snow, and he glanced indifferently at his political opponent who had been fighting for many years, and the white shadow flashed and disappeared.

Success or failure may be decided in this moment.

…

"Bang." Jing Hengbo fell to the ground, his ankle hurt, he tilted his body backwards, and sat down on his buttocks.

When she sat down, she vaguely heard a scream, and seemed to hear a chirping sound, and there was a burning pain under her buttocks. With an "ah", she jumped up holding her buttocks.

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

There are people around, but they scream more miserable than her.

"Ah! Where did the woman come from! Suppress the line of fire!"

Jing Hengbo jumped three feet out, turned around in astonishment, not far behind, there was a man in black, holding a torch in his hand, staring blankly at a piece of fire rope on the ground with a dead face.

The match was more than half burned, and now it was extinguished, revealing a section of scorched fire.

Jing Hengbo's mind went blank for a moment, and then he understood.

She teleported, and even moved to the place where the explosive was ignited, and extinguished the fuse with one butt!

What is it called? Providence?

The dead soldier who was in charge of lighting the explosives was stunned for a while, then gritted his teeth, and brought the torch closer to the match.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Jing Hengbo didn't expect that the person who escaped from death would actually seek death, so he rushed over and grabbed the guy's arm, "Why are you crazy? Do you want to die? Why do you want to order it!"

"Let go!" The dead man struggled, perseveringly pushing the torch to the match rope.

"It's better to die than to live!" Jing Hengbo became angry, and slapped him, "You escaped from death, why don't you run quickly, what else can you order? Do you know that this is a crime? You will die, and what else will you order?" Many innocent people will die!"

"But!" The guy threw Jing Hengbo away and roared, "If I don't die here today, my whole family will die immediately!"

Jing Hengbo was stunned, looking at the tearful dead man, he suddenly felt his heart twitch.

This is a dead end with no choice.

In such a powerful society, do the inferiors really not even have the freedom to fight for survival?

The dead man exerted all his strength and pushed Jing Hengbo hard. Jing Hengbo fell a long way, and with an ouch, his sprained foot became worse again. Now she might not even be able to get up, let alone stop her.

The dead man burst into tears, took a deep look at her, and resolutely brought the torch closer to the match.

Jing Hengbo smiled wryly, closed his eyes, struggled to get up, and disappeared in a flash.

That's all! That's all!

The people have almost left, there should be no one under the platform cave, and if there is any death, he is too unlucky!

…

The moment the line of fire was extinguished.

In the cave, Yeluqi, who was waiting to die with his eyes closed, counted the time, but he didn't wait for the death cry at that time.

He suddenly opened his eyes, accelerated his luck, and the ice crystals around his body gradually melted...

The fire was rekindled.

The solid ice around Yeluqi's body appeared empty.

The fire wire chichi burned and gradually shortened.

The white air above Yeluqi's head was getting thicker and thicker, fog seemed to be growing in the cave, and the ice crystals kept making crackling sounds.

Gong Yin, who had already left the high platform and immediately dispersed the crowd, looked back in astonishment.

The fire line has burned to the end!

"Crack!" There was a loud bang, the ice shattered, Yeluqi rushed out of the ice, and broke the platform with a loud bang, the wood and ice crystals splashed together, and he flew up like a black dragon.

Almost at the same time, like an earth dragon turning over, a more terrifying loud noise exploded from under his feet. In an instant, the high platform disappeared, the flagpole broke, and the buildings in the entire square were crumbling. With the shock wave, they rolled over and rolled far away. The field was silent for a while, and then, screams soared into the sky.

From the ground to mid-air, a black cloud of smoke rose up, billowing like an angry dragon.

"Hahahahahaha." But someone laughed wildly in the middle of the black cloud, the voice was full of joy, "The sky will not stop me!"

His long hair was disheveled, and his black clothes fluttered. The people looked back in horror, and the black shadow leaped joyfully from the black clouds, like a devil leaping out of the depths of an abyss.

Gong Yin looked back from afar. Looking at Yeluqi who escaped from the dead, he did not show any disappointment, but the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"It's good not to die." He said lightly, "Otherwise I will be too lonely."

…

Jing Hengbo sat in a corner of the square, watching the black smoke billowing in the distance, and the crowd shouting and running. The square, which was brilliant just now, is now in a mess, with lost shoes and clothes everywhere on the ground. of.

Today's welcome ceremony, the first day she entered Emperor Song City, was really full of twists and turns, rich and colorful, and finally came out to burn the high platform. A handful of black smoke covered the center of Dige; with a bang, the people fled in panic.

I don't know if it indicates that she has a dark future in the future?

Jing Hengbo sighed, rubbed his ankle, and waited for Gong Yin to pick him up.

Waves of people flowed past her like a tide, and she suddenly felt a sense of escaping from the troubled times. She wanted to take off the queen's crown, pick up the suitcase, join the crowd, wander the world, and become an ordinary person from then on.

Queen was not originally her plan.

She rested her chin and thought for a while, and felt that during her time in this world, she was the happiest when she was a prostitute.

It doesn't matter to Jing Hengbo that she can be a prostitute if she can't be a queen. In her opinion, the two even have something in common—both can admire various men in large quantities. From the point of view of freedom, she also thinks it is more refreshing to be a prostitute.

At the beginning, she thought that the brothel business should be developed as a long-term business. After she became familiar with the brothel workflow, she would find a way to exchange gems for money and open a restaurant with style, taste, and unique programs. Senior clubs. Being a proprietress by yourself, you can make money and live, and you can see countless beautiful men for free. When the clubhouse is booming, you will recruit the most special cook, the coldest female bodyguard, and the female doctor who is best at detecting diseases. In this way, Wen Zhen, who is good at cooking, Shi Lan, the man-in-law, and Jun Ke, who is good at cooking, can be easily found by him?

Quack quack is so **** perfect.

Then she sighed.

What is a word called? Hard to get off? Fighting in one breath until now, the Queen has no choice but to do it.

She likes the enthusiastic people in the wilderness, she wants to change the rules here, she doesn't want power to always override life, and let the tragedy of the dead man repeat itself.

She thought about this heavy proposition for a while, and suddenly her heart moved, and she felt that something was wrong.

When Gong Yin destroyed the dolls under the platform earlier, it seemed that only one doll was destroyed, and there was another...

Suddenly a person sat down next to her, interrupting her thoughts. It turned out to be the nail polish gentleman, holding her box, like a treasure, and would not let go.

"Give me back the box." Now that she saw the box, she felt heartbroken, and vowed to lock the combination lock forever and never give it to anyone else.

"No." Yi Qi protested, and suddenly bumped into her shoulder mysteriously, "Hey, that thing from before, what is that thing?"

Seeing his wretched expression, Jing Hengbo wanted to collapse.

God, how many people have seen it.

"What? What?" She had an innocent look on her face, "My suitcases are full of women's things, you men have the nerve to look around?"

"I didn't look around!" Yi Qi swore, pointing to the sky, "but I saw it rolling towards me, a pair of **** dolls hugging each other! And the girl looks like you, with that figure..." He swallowed loudly What a mouthful of saliva. His eyes looked up and down at Jing Hengbo, as if comparing them.

"I don't understand what you're saying at all." Jing Hengbo shrugged, "That's obviously a hidden weapon thrown by the assassin to attract my attention. It has nothing to do with me."

"You just need to tell me how this doll is made, and was it a demonstration by a real person when you made it? Did you really dress like that for others to follow suit? Can you make me one too..." Yi Qi was full of excitement, chatter.

Jing Hengbo was furious, and said maliciously, "Since I can't hide it from you, I will admit it. It's true. It's not just a demonstration by a real person. It's a kind of sorcery. That man is a real person. He offended me and called my daughter-in-law. He robbed my box again, so I asked the witch to kill him, use his hair to make the doll's hair, use his skin to make the doll's skin, and lock his soul in the doll, so the doll can look very realistic. "After speaking, he glanced up and down obliquely, as if weighing where to cut the knife.

"It's true..." Yi Qi's eyes sparkled, and she seemed to be very excited, "I think it's very interesting to keep such a doll, and you can hug me and touch me when you miss me in the future... Why did you give that box back to you? Let me play with it first..." He closed his eyes and groped in the box. After a while, I took out one, took a look, and shouted: "Aha, what is this? Bellyband?"

Jing Hengbo took a look, hey, BRA.

After a while, Yi Qi pulled out another thing, "Ah, what is this? A treasure chest?"

Jing Hengbo took a look, it was a card-style Polaroid. She had put it back earlier.

"Don't rummage through my things!" She snatched BRA over, stuffed it into the box, and grabbed the Polaroid.

"No." Yi Qi refused.

No one knew whose finger touched the button amidst the noise, and suddenly a photo spit out.

Yi Qi was taken aback, and quickly snatched the photo in his hand, the photo only showed the ground opposite, but he already understood.

"This is the secret of your divine painting!" he yelled.

Once discovered, Jing Hengbo no longer tried to cover up, and grabbed the Polaroid.

"Come on, have a smile."

Yi Qi immediately leaned over and smiled cooperatively with seven white teeth. Jing Hengbo pressed the shutter while sighing why Gong Yin was not so obedient.

With a soft click, Yi Qi dashed out, looked left and right, "What noise!"

Jing Hengbo put his finger on the Polaroid, and a photo was slowly spit out, which developed rapidly under the light.

"A painting with a magical pen costs ten thousand pieces of gold." Jing Hengbo praised him.

Yi Qipa looked at the photo for a long time, and was amazed, "Is this me?"

Jing Hengbo nodded reservedly, waiting for his exclamation.

"I never knew I was so beautiful."

Jing Hengbo kicked him thousands of miles away.

There is actually someone in this world who dares to be more narcissistic than her!

"Speaking of which," Yi Qi touched the photo in admiration, then glanced at Polaroid, "It really isn't a portrait drawn by a human! This box must be a very magical thing!"

"Well, it stores people's souls, and once you take a picture of your shadow, you will lose ten years of life." Jing Hengbo talked nonsense with him, and felt much better. Looking at the black smoke didn't bother him anymore.

"You are full of nonsense just like the third child." Yi Qi pouted, "It's just a strange machine."

Jing Hengbo looked at him with admiration now. This is an ancient man. When he suddenly encountered something like Polaroid, not only did he not scream and was shocked, but he could even say the word "machine". This is far beyond the thinking of the times.

Could it be a time-traveling partner too?

"You know this thing?"

"I don't know," Yi Qi looked over and over with his Polaroid, his eyes full of glare.

"Then why aren't you surprised, such a miraculous thing."

"The master said, you are a strange person who came here with the killing star, you will have thoughts and magic that no one else in this world can have. If you come up with some strange things, it will be in line with your identity." Yi Qi Pretending to study Polaroids, he secretly reached into the box and fumbled around, but was slapped down by Jing Hengbo, who had golden eyes and clear eyes.

"Your master?" Jing Hengbo recalled Yi Qi's question earlier, and seemed to mention his master's experimental field. That's right, it should be the old man with snow-white beard and fairy air who has the wise thoughts beyond the times, not the handsome thief in front of me with a face full of rascals and a shameless smile.

"What else did your master say about me?" Jing Hengbo became interested. Experts, it's their duty to reveal the secrets of heaven.

"He said that you are the Queen of Destiny, but you are very troublesome." Yi Qi was playing with Polaroid.

"It's quite troublesome." Jing Hengbo looked at the chaotic surroundings and sighed. She can make a welcome ceremony like this. She must be unprecedented in the history of the Great Wilderness, right? Make a note of it in the history books.

"He said that your seven kills are according to your fate, and you are destined to overthrow the great wilderness for hundreds of years. The old is as gray as the new, and the power is like a blade. Under the throne, blood is flowing." Yi Qi is studying Polaroid.

"Worthy." Jing Hengbo lifted his chin, "This sentence is not right to face the back. I don't like killing people."

"Killing people never depends on whether they like it or not." Yi Qi answered casually, fiddling with Polaroid.

"anything else?"

"He said that with your ups and downs, you and everyone around you will be in trouble for half your life."

"What about love?" Jing Hengbo is not interested in these gods and monsters. There are magic sticks everywhere, and the magic sticks can be fooled. As long as it develops in a mysterious direction, it will be fine.

"Oh," Yi Qi didn't raise his head, "Actually, the above is all my nonsense. Only the following sentence is what he really said. Listen carefully. He said that you seem to be a peach blossom, and there are many red luan. A cat or a dog, you are not destined to be your beloved, your real future husband..."

"It's far away from the sky, right in front of you?" Jing Hengbo snapped off the hand he was about to point to his nose, and snatched back the Polaroid. "I don't have a word of trustworthy words, return it to me."

"Don't move." Yi Qi moved away, held up the Polaroid, hugged her face, held her close to his shoulder, leaned her head sweetly, "Smile, one two three! "

Jing Hengbo, who wanted to curse just now, immediately smiled at the camera reflexively, and even compared a pair of scissorhands. "yeah!"

"Yeah!" Yi Qi followed suit.

"Crack."

The Polaroid shook for a moment, and after a while, a photo was slowly spit out.

Jing Hengbo looked at the kid in disbelief, "You know it? You really know how to use it?"

This Polaroid is still a bit troublesome, you have to open the camera, adjust the pixels, and press the button. Touch this guy casually, will it work?

Is this still ancient?

Looking at the photo again, it is very clear, the background is complete, the size of the portrait is appropriate, and the angle is standard. A handsome man and a beautiful woman are smiling head to head with sunshine, showing seven neat and white teeth. No matter how you look at it, they match well enough to be used as a camera advertisement. .

These days, there are too many smart people to survive.

In the photo, the two were in an intimate pose, and Jing Hengbo felt something was wrong, so he reached for it, "Make a souvenir for me."

"Of course what I took is mine." Yi Qi shook the photo, and quickly put it in her arms. Taking advantage of Jing Hengbo's distraction from the photo, she quickly put her hand into the box, and quickly took it out again, holding it tightly with her palm. A thing.

"The Flower Destroyer is here again, I'm leaving." Yi Qi stood up suddenly, "By the way, I'm here to tell you that I'm going to Qifeng Mountain as a guest when I have time, just remember to look for one when you go up the mountain. Definitely Don't bother with the other seven, they are all bad things."

Jing Hengbo remembered that his senior brother added him to seven, where did the other six come from? Numerology blind.

"Seven Peaks Mountain?"

"You will go." Yi Qi smiled mysteriously, suddenly nodded to the front, and said, "Bingshan. You wanted to harm me earlier, so I won't bother with you. Anyway, you will suffer in the future..."

When Jing Hengbo turned his head, Gong Yin was standing not far behind her, with black smoke billowing from his back, he looked even more like ice and snow, his eyes were also the color of ice crystals, enveloping Yi Qi coldly.

"When did the successor of Qifeng Mountain start to interfere with the royal power in the world?" His voice was cold.

"I just covet the queen's beauty." Yi Qi smiled and shook her fingers, "She loves me so much, take a portrait of me, would you like to see it?"

He slowly pulled the photo out, Jing Hengbo murmured inwardly that it was not good, it would be troublesome for someone to see such an intimate photo, so he jumped up and rushed towards Gong Yin, "Oh, my foot hurts!"

Gong Yin seemed to want to give Yi Qi a slap first, but in the end he raised his hand to catch Jing Hengbo first, Yi Qi retracted his hand in a swish, and with a flash of his body, he had already jumped far away over the surrounding crowd.

The person ran away, and the hearty laughter still echoed in the sky.

"Dear queen, my beloved daughter-in-law, I knew you would help me!"

What the hell!

Jing Hengbo immediately felt the stiffness of the embrace in front of him, and cried silently in his heart.

Why do all these male-faced troublemakers that Mao met in the Great Wilderness love to harm her...

Sure enough, Gong Dashen pushed her away the next moment, turned around and left.

"Hey!" Jing Hengbo chased after him, "Wait for me, my foot hurts!"

Gong Yin stopped, but didn't look back, ignored her, took out a snow-white towel from his sleeve, wiped it slowly, wiped it for a while, and threw it casually, but the cloth towel disappeared like a white bird.

Jing Hengbo thought that cleanliness is really annoying. Before I finished thinking, I saw him pull out the second hand towel, and not long after, he pulled out the third hand towel...

"Hey, why are you always wiping your hands?" She finally couldn't help asking.

"Dirty." He answered plainly and simply, looking over coldly.

dirty? What's dirty? Where is it dirty? His hands are white and clean, not even a little dusty.

Jing Hengbo thought for a while before he vaguely realized—was it related to the doll? Did the doll get his hands dirty?

People want to ask, but they refuse to ask, and they feel awkward. Is this implying that she will explain it herself?

"That..." She thought for a while, and felt that she couldn't explain it. She said it was a gift from someone else? It is said that Beckham knows her, but does anyone know her? In fact, this is nothing to them? Said that they walked around the **** camp without clothes? After finishing speaking, will the great **** think that she is dissolute by nature, and will angrily lock her up forever?

She faltered, and someone was even more upset.

"Why do you look like that?" He suddenly asked.

"Ah?" Jing Hengbo, who was full of thoughts looking for someone Gong Yin could accept that he would save trouble, paused.

"Why is it exactly the same as you?" He turned around, seemingly expressionless, with a calm tone, but his eyes were as cold as needles, "If you don't look at you, it's impossible to be so realistic."

"That...it's facing the portrait." She chuckled, "But the clothes are actually not so short..." The voice became smaller and smaller.

In fact, she wore so few clothes a lot, Jing Hengbo thought, the so-called rare and strange, if he sees her in the future, won't she make such a fuss?

"Is that the male doll who made this doll for you?" He asked casually again.

Jing Hengbo was taken aback again.

Where and where is this?

"Of course not." She hastily stated, "Both dolls were made in front of portraits."

"Who did it?"

"It's a technician."

"Male technician?" His voice seemed a little heavy.

Jing Hengbo felt that the taste was a bit wrong.

Is he going to ask who is that male doll next? Then ask her who is Beckham? Then, are you going to order the Kanglong Army to dispatch to kill Beckham? And then is it true that all people surnamed Bei in Dahuang will be unlucky?

No, if you keep asking this question, he will definitely compete with Beckham in this life.

"Is male and female important?" She narrowed her eyes slowly, "Or...Gong Yin, are you jealous? Are you...jealous because of the doll?"

Gong Yin immediately took a step away to distance herself from her.

"Nonsense!" He flicked his sleeves coldly, "I just want to ask the technician who made this obscure object! How can such filthy objects lure the queen and put the queen in danger! This kind of person should be arrested and questioned to slander and slander the queen The crime is clearly punished! Also, Jing Hengbo, he didn’t know that this thing would kill you, and you didn’t know it either!”

"Really, is it filthy?" Jing Hengbo's eyes sparkled, and he looked at him with a half-smile, "It's so filthy, so hidden, so shady and harmful, the person who made this thing should be arrested and beheaded, absolutely right Extremely, righteous words are strict. But Daguoshi, I want to ask, there seems to be one doll left, do you think the person who hid it is more secretive and ulterior? Do you know where the person who hid it is? Is it? Let's catch him too, shall we..."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and her eyes went dark.

A domineering guy who became angry and had nothing to answer, "let you sleep if you can't say it" again.

Before falling into that familiar embrace, Jing Hengbo only had time to mutter a curse.

"Nimma, you dare to admit it..."