She Doesn’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

  Chapter 148 A daughter is hard to buy

  Li Cheng almost used his great power to swallow the **** that was about to blur out.

  He managed to squeeze a smile.

   "The King Zhao is really good at joking, haha."

  Li Ji stretched out his right hand towards him: "Should the Prince's Royal Highness return the Hongjun sword to the original owner?"

  I don’t know if it was Li Cheng’s illusion. He always felt that King Zhao deliberately emphasized the four words returning things to the original owner, which seemed to mean something.

  In front of so many people, Li Cheng still had to maintain the attitude of being a prince. It was not easy to care about the other party, so he could only hold his stomach full of resentment, and handed the Hongjun sword out.

   After Li Ji took the Hongjun sword, he changed hands and handed it to Hua Manman, and ordered.

   "Wipe clean."

  Hua Manman immediately enters the worker mode.

  Faced with the boss's orders, she answered without hesitation.

"okay!"

  She took out the Sipa she carried with her and wiped the Hongjun Sword twice from beginning to end.

  The careful look, like something dirty on the sword.

  Looking at Li Cheng's eyelids, he almost couldn't help cursing.

  Fuck, this pair of dog men and women must be deliberate!

  They came to humiliate him on purpose!

  Li Ji put the cleaned Hongjun sword into the scabbard, glanced over the person lying on the ground, and asked casually.

   "Who is this person?"

  Li Chengpi said with a smile.

  "He is the criminal Luo Yun. Because he committed the crime of corruption and ink, the lone is interrogating him. This matter has nothing to do with King Zhao. I hope King Zhao will not interfere."

  Hua Manman immediately looked at Luo Yun, it turned out that he was the rumored magistrate of Luo!

  He looks very miserable now, he was beaten up and down with no good flesh.

  Li Ji seemed to be smiling but not smiling authentically.

   "It is rare for me to see His Royal Highness trial, and I am quite curious. It just so happens that I have nothing to do now. If not, I will stay and see what the Royal Highness is doing?"

  He didn't wait for the prince to speak, so he was moved to sit down, flung his sleeves, and sat down in the court.

  Li Cheng could not blast King Zhao out in front of so many people, so he could only swallow this breath and walk towards the main seat with a calm face.

  Half he walked, he suddenly stopped.

  He turned his head abruptly, staring straight at King Zhao.

  To be precise, he was staring at King Zhao’s legs.

  Just now, he had put all his thoughts on the matter of "Not only did King Zhao not die, but he also returned safely." He did not notice that King Zhao came in by himself, and he did not need to rely on a wheelchair to move as usual.

  Li Ji leaned lazily on the handrail, with the corners of his lips raised, smiling like an evildoer.

   "Why does His Royal Highness look at me like this?"

  Li Cheng wanted to ask King Zhao, did his legs return to normal?

  You can talk to your lips, but you can’t ask anything.

  Because at this time, Li Cheng's heart was full of intense anxiety.

  He is scared, afraid that he will hear the answer he least wants to hear.

  Li Cheng's lips opened and closed, and finally he couldn't hold back his doubts.

   "King Zhao’s legs are ready?"

  Waiting for the words to be spoken, he was shocked to realize that his voice was a little trembling.

  Even though he barely tried to maintain the calmness on the face, the voice still betrayed his true mood at this time.

  Li Ji raised his right leg and stepped on the low couch.

  He stretched out his hand and tapped twice on his knee, his long and narrow eyes fluttered towards the prince, and smiled happily.

   "Yes, thanks to the blessing of His Royal Highness, not only did I not drown after falling into the river, but I also stimulated my survival instinct at the critical moment of life and death, and I regained consciousness in my legs. I was really surprised."

  Li Cheng was so frustrated that he almost vomited blood.

  He deliberately cut the rope to make King Zhao fall into the river and drown.

  As a result, not only did King Zhao not die, but he also cured his leg disease!

  Should I say that Zhaowang is too lucky? Or is his prince too bad luck?

  Whatever the result, it was enough to make Li Cheng half-dead with anger.

  Unfortunately, Li Cheng could not show it, so as not to arouse others' suspicion.

  He could only knock down his teeth and swallow blood, abruptly suppressed the resentment in his belly, and smiled reluctantly.

  "It can only show that King Zhao’s luck is good, and what does it have to do with the loneliness of being blessed by God?"

  The smile on Li Ji's face became stronger and stronger: "Because His Royal Highness chose to take the cable bridge path, I can have a chance to recover. I really appreciate His Royal Highness from the bottom of my heart."

  Li Cheng didn't want to get any thanks from Zhaowang.

  He never expected Zhaowang to have such an opportunity.

  If he had known such a result, he would not have people cut the rope.

Unfortunately.

  Thousands of dollars are hard to buy. Know it early.

  Li Cheng didn't want to talk to King Zhao again, lest he would be mad at him.

  He sat down with a sullen face, his icy eyes swept towards Luo Yun.

  "The lone will give you one more chance at the end. If you don’t explain it truthfully, the lone can only order someone to put you in prison and continue to torture."

  Luo Yun opened his chapped lips and made a hoarse voice.

   "Weichen is innocent."

   is still that sentence.

  Even if he has suffered, he is still unwilling to compromise.

  Li Cheng's patience has been completely exhausted.

  At this time, he had other things to deal with, and he didn't want to waste time on Luo Yun, so he immediately ordered people to take Luo Yun down and continue to torture.

  Li Ji spoke leisurely at this time.

   "Since the prince can't make a trial, he came, why don't you leave it to me to deal with it?"

  Not only Li Cheng, even Hua Manman was surprised when he heard this.

  She previously begged King Zhao for help to help Luo Yun, but Zhao Wang refused with a cold face.

  Why has King Zhao suddenly changed his mind now?

  Li Cheng was very dissatisfied, frowned and said.

  "Didn’t Gu have already said it? This matter has nothing to do with King Zhao, please don't intervene at will."

  Li Ji smiled, her eyes cold and sharp.

   "When His Royal Highness took my Hongjun sword to kill someone just now, did he ever think that this case has nothing to do with me?"

  Li Cheng choked.

  Li Ji continued to question.

   "That is the Hongjun sword given to me by the saint, and it represents the saint's trust in me.

  His Royal Highness didn't ask for it, and took it to kill the court commander.

  If the saint is to be held accountable afterwards, is the responsibility for killing the court official without authorization counts you or mine? "

  Li Cheng couldn't answer, his face became more and more ugly.

   He gritted his teeth and retorted: "We are all working for the court, so why do we have such a clear distinction?"

   Li Ji chuckled: "I am really confused. His Royal Highness said for a while that it has nothing to do with me, and then said that there is no need to make a clear distinction. You are really capricious!"

  Flower Manman whispered and forced.

"I heard that people with big faces have better tempers, because turning a face with a big face is really hard, but now it seems that the rumors are not credible. You see that the face of the prince is quite big, but his turning speed It's also very fast."

  Li Ji carefully examined the face of the prince and gave an objective evaluation.

   "It's really big."

  Li Cheng: "……"

  Although Huaruren’s voice is very small, the court is very quiet, and everyone can hear her dialogue with Zhaowang clearly.

  (End of this chapter)