Thinking of this, Concubine Xian's five fingers, like onions, pierced her palms tightly.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. I will kill Miss Fourth as soon as possible. Please give me another chance."
Jing Cui knelt on the ground and kept pleading.
"Okay, I am giving you a chance. After three days, if the little fool is still alive in this world, you will die for her!"
Concubine Xian waved her hand and pushed the teacup to the ground.
When Jing Cui saw this, she immediately retreated obediently.
The wind outside the window blew coldly, passing through the mahogany window eaves, leaving behind an icy humidity.
Yun Tingruo took the unfinished wooden gun yesterday and went deep into the grass again.
The wind is very strong today, making people feel chilly.
Fortunately, Dong'er tied a cloak on Yun Tingruo when she went out, so she didn't feel cold.
After finding a place leeward, Yun Tingruo took out the drawings and explained them to Dong'er a few times, and the two of them went about their work.
"Yun Tingruo, you're here."
A slightly happy voice came from behind, but he didn't know how to express his emotions yet, so the joy sounded a bit stiff.
Yun Tingruo didn't turn around and responded: "Yes."
Bei Niyuan trotted forward. The scars on his face looked very pure. He sat down next to Yun Tingruo and snatched the small piece of wood from her hand.
"I'll get it for you."
Without Yun Tingruo's consent, he took out the prepared dagger from his arms and was about to cut it into the wood.
Yun Tingruo looked back and calmly took back the small piece of wood from his hand: "Bei Niyuan, if you want to help, you must obtain the consent of others."
She knew that Bei Niyuan was the prince of the Northern Kingdom, and the royal family was naturally proud, so she would not think of this.
But in her eyes, Yun Tingruo, he was just a little boy.
"I have good intentions to cut it for you, but you are so ungrateful."
Bei Niyuan was very angry when he saw Yun Tingruo's cold face.
"Did I ask you to peel it?"
Yun Tingruo raised her eyes and looked at him, her tone filled with ice.
"No."
Bei Niyuan tightened his hands and said two words firmly.
He, the prince of the Northern Kingdom, would never do anything without the consent of others, only what he wanted.
But in front of this little girl, his identity as the Northern Crown Prince didn't seem to scare her at all.
"Whip this little piece of wood until it's as thin as your fingertip."
Yun Tingruo looked at Bei Niyuan's dark little face and smiled sweetly, like a pear blossom that had just bloomed, pure and innocent.
This smile dazzled Bei Niyuan.
The anger in my heart disappeared instantly.
He had seen thousands of beauties in the North Country, but no one had such a shocking smile.
When Bei Niyuan raised his eyes and looked over, the little girl in front of him had her head lowered and was concentrating on what she was doing.
"Okay." He smiled brightly.
Quietly playing with the wood that Yun Tingruo handed over.
Catkins are flying in the grass, and from time to time a few red petals fall...
The wind blows and the green leaves rustle, making no sound.
"Yun Tingruo, what are you doing?" Bei Niyuan stared at the little man in front of him curiously, stuffed a few pieces of wood into the protruding place, and nailed it firmly with door nails to prevent the parts loose.
Dong'er also stared curiously, and saw the lady's little hand move a few times, and a strange thing appeared in front of her eyes.
It looks very strange.
Yun Tingruo looked at the wooden gun in his hand. It was a bit lacking in appearance, but it was pretty good to make.
Look at the two eager eyes next to you.
Without further ado, she found a small stone from the grass and put it into the chamber easily.
Yun Tingruo raised his wooden gun handsomely.
His finger pulled the trigger.
With a sound of "pop.", the stone was shot out of the wooden gun and accurately hit the tree five meters away.
Bei Niyuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly rushed out.
After stopping in front of the big tree, I stared at the deep marks in a daze.
My hand touched it unconsciously.
What a powerful thing.
"Oh my God, miss, this thing is so powerful." Dong'er exclaimed. She never thought that a small thing could have such destructive power.
"Not good." Yun Tingruo shook his head and looked at the wooden gun in his hand.
The wooden gun she wants can not only defend herself, but also kill people.
The most important thing is that she wants to use it in the world of killers.
In the future, the stones will be replaced by small iron balls, and the wooden guns will be replaced by iron guns. In this way, the defense of the killer world will be improved a lot.
"Yun Tingruo, I want it." Bei Niyuan ran over and looked at Yun Tingruo without blinking, his tone full of arrogance.
What he said was not certainty, but determination.
"You want it?"
Yun Tingruo raised the wooden gun in his hand, his raised eyebrows causing ripples in the pool.
"Give it to me." Bei Niyuan stared at the wooden gun fiercely. This thing is really powerful.
"Why should I give it to you? This belongs to the young lady." Dong'er was very angry when she saw Bei Niyuan's domineering attitude.
shameless!
"I am the prince of the Northern Kingdom. There is nothing I cannot gain."
Bei Niyuan came from a humble background and had a high status. He was once the little prince who was loved by thousands of people in the Northern Kingdom.
Even though he came to Feng Country, he still had the arrogance of the royal family in his body.
Yun Tingruo was not surprised when he said such words.
"This is the Feng Kingdom, not the Northern Kingdom where you show off your power, Your Highness the Prince of the Northern Kingdom."
Yun Tingruo's expression suddenly dropped, and she scolded Bei Niyuan unceremoniously.
"How dare you, little slave, dare to speak to this prince like this."
Although Bei Niyuan has a good impression of Yun Tingruo, it does not mean that he can indulge Yun Tingruo.
Yun Tingruo's eyes narrowed: "Execute my nine tribes? Or kill my head? Prince of the North Kingdom, you have become a prisoner. Arrogance is not what you should have now."
"You!" Bei Niyuanqi's expression changed drastically, and the scars swelled up, like the devil's chain.
He knew she had a lot of personality, but he didn't expect her to be so bold!
How dare you insult him.
"When this prince returns to the Northern Kingdom, you----!"
Before Bei Niyuan finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Yun Tingruo.
"Three years, five years, or ten years? You have become a hostage of our dynasty, and the emperor of the Northern Kingdom is in your place, and you have become a mirror."
Yun Tingruo's words were direct and bold!
Being able to send the Northern Prince as a hostage means that the Northern Emperor no longer cares about him.
There are many princes everywhere, so why does a prince who was once a proton sit on the throne of God
Even if he returns to the Northern Kingdom a few years later, he will only be a prince, or an imprisoned prince.
"Presumptuous, presumptuous, presumptuous." Bei Niyuan shouted like a demon.
Yun Tingruo's words pierced his heart.
This is the scariest and most unimaginable fact.
His mother is dead, his grandfather's family is imprisoned, and he is now just a nine-year-old child with no power.
The throne of the Northern Kingdom is getting further and further away from him.
Whenever he dreamed back at midnight, he would wake up from a bloody nightmare.
He dreamed that he finally returned to his country, but was cut into pieces by five horses. His body was trampled by bad horses, and even the imperial mausoleum could not be entered.