Su Qiao rolled his eyes and suddenly squatted on the ground holding his head.
"Ouch."
Ye Jinghua's originally leisurely pace sped up instantly, and with a tap of his foot, he landed in front of her.
Without having time to think about it, he squatted down and held her shoulders. His black eyes, which were always cold and filled with violence, were filled with worry.
"What's wrong?"
Su Qiao raised his head aggrievedly. "My head hurts so much, and I have no strength left in my whole body."
"Huh?"
Wasn't she the one who beat up Imperial Concubine and the palace maid and eunuch just now?
Did I get it wrong?
However, he still believed in the headache.
Su Qiao pointed angrily at those people who had been beaten with black noses and swollen eyes:
"They were all very bad. Not only did they steal my chicken legs, but they also trampled on them. Look, the body is still there."
"..." Ye Jinghua glanced at the badly trampled chicken leg.
'Corpse' or something like that, is this word definitely used here?
Su Qiao touched his hungry stomach, a tear hung from the corner of his eye, and his eyes became red:
"This is what you rewarded me with the day before yesterday. I haven't been willing to eat it. I didn't expect to be trampled like this by these bad guys."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... They are so mean. They even asked me to pretend to be a dog and crawl on their crotches before they let me eat chicken legs."
Su Qiao Thinking about the past life of the original person, he was pretending to cry, but now his tears fell down like beads.
He reached out and pointed at Consort Li with a look on his face that he wanted to eat himself:
"There is also this woman. This woman is also very bad. She brought a large group of people to scold me and wanted to scratch my face. They are all bad people, good or bad."
"Hey, they are so bad. They clearly want to starve me to death."
Su Qiao touched his belly and cried harder and harder, literally bursting into tears, and complained from time to time.
Ye Jinghua I didn't feel anything at first.
But seeing her really crying, and crying so sadly, it felt like her heart was tightly clenched by something, and it became even more uncomfortable.
The expression on his face became colder and colder, and he glanced at those people with murderous intent.
Carefully help Su Qiao stand up, and try to be as gentle as possible:
"Yes, they are too bad. They are big bad guys. Stop crying. I will help you teach them a lesson."
Su Qiao was a little tired of crying. He wiped his tears and nodded with a choked voice. "Yeah, you are the best."
Seeing her face turn red as soon as she wiped it, Ye Jinghua quickly took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and gently helped her wipe away her tears.
"Well, I'd better, remember?"
"Yeah, remember." Su Qiao took the handkerchief from his hand and wiped his eyes.
Ye Jinghua Seeing this, his face tightened, and he glanced coldly at the fearful people. "Everyone who comes, I will drag them down and chop them down."
"Spare my life, please forgive me, please forgive me... please forgive me, please..."
When Su Qiao cried to Prince Jing, and Prince Jing comforted her in a gentle voice, everyone's faces began to turn pale.
At this time, they were even more frightened and trembling. They were all lying on the ground crying and begging for mercy, hoping to leave only a small life.
Consort Li trembled and defended with trembling lips. "Your Majesty, I... I am the emperor's woman, you... you can't deal with me so casually, you..."
Ye Jinghua stared at her as if she were looking at a dead person, and opened her thin lips. "I—can!"
"Let me scratch her face first, and then chop it."
"No..."
Consort Li only had time to say one word before the secret guard suddenly appeared and dragged him away, covering his mouth.
Prince Jing's men moved so quickly that in just a few blinks, the place where ghosts were crying and howling just now became quiet.