Wang Pingping's mind buzzed, as if something instantly shattered into countless pieces, and her eyes turned black.
For a moment, she felt that she had a lot to say, refute, and get angry, but her throat was like a blocked catkins that could not swallow, and she could not spit it out, but she could not even stop her tears. She tried her best to curb her, but tears still gushed out.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Wang Pingping looked at Mr. Huang with tears in her eyes.
Mr. Huang frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, but it was obvious that she cried and laughed, but she didn't care at all.
The guards next to her seemed to be very disgusted by her behavior of crying as soon as she said that she could cry.
Commander Yang was also disbelief. He shut up and said nothing like a dull man.
Mr. Huang was not very angry and comforted him: "It's not... nothing is missing the etiquette, no one cares about those things at this time."
He smiled tolerantly: "Looking at such a girl, she is only sixteen or seventeen, and her daughter's family is naturally more spoiled. Don't take it too seriously if you are pure."
Commander Yang's eyes twitched, and he responded in a muffled voice, but he still hummed unhappily: "Tsk!"
Wang Pingping immediately cried louder: "...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
She has always known that too much tears will be worthless. Before that, she never felt like crying, but now she suddenly understood. It turned out that when she really wanted to cry, she was not controlled by her tears at all.
The boat was sailing on the mountain road like lightning. Gu Xiang gently stroked the little wolf cub's hair. Listening to Wang Pingping crying, he paid more attention to Master Huang and Commander Yang.
The snow eagle fell on the side of the ship, and it was red again.
Her blue clothes have turned red.
So many assassins around him kept besieging him again and again, as if he was not afraid of death, but Gu Xiang knew that he was not so resentful.
She didn't do a big business and was kind to others everywhere, but the only one who would take her life might be the one in the palace.
Duke An Guo said that he wanted her to come to the palace to meet His Majesty recently.
Gu Xiang was actually a little unhappy, but he didn't say it out loud. Perhaps Duke An Guo saw her objection hidden in his heart, so he took the initiative and delayed it again and again.
When living in her own era, Gu Xiang had a somewhat 'social terror' tendency, and did not like to interact with others very much. He respected not very much for various public activities. He did not like to interact with professors and teachers in school. Every time he worked, he was a little tired of his boss suddenly talking to her.
It was just because of life that her small symptoms did not exist for long before they naturally disappeared.
However, this time, Gu Xiang said that he would go to the palace to meet the emperor, and he felt that the "social phobia" might have a "relapse".
"What kind of person is the emperor?"
Gu Xiang won't like him.
Gu Xiang doesn't like anyone who can change his life with any sentence. If possible, it's best not to even know each other.
Many people say good things about the emperor, kindness, wise ruler, and good at accepting advice. Everyone says that an emperor like him is a blessing for court officials, but no matter how much others say, the people who say these words include Duke An Guo, Li Sheng, Wang County Magistrate, etc., who are quite fond of Gu Xiang, Gu Xiang, and so on. These people are still wary of the emperor's identity.
"If you are a human being, you have selfishness. What would the emperor do about the daughter you raised?"
Gu Xiang didn't care before, but now he has decided that if the emperor protects the third princess Zhao Chang, she will do it herself.
She also wants to abide by the laws of this era.
Gu Xiang has never been a person who is willing to break the rules.
But if the rule is the winner, the king, the loser, the thief, then this rule will naturally apply to her. Since it is a rule, it is impossible for others to use it, but instead cannot use it yourself.
If the emperor is disdainful of the law and wants to rely on his power to protect the people he wants to protect.
Of course, Gu Xiang can also rely on her own strength, such as her system, to make her own thoughts clear.
The snow eagle suddenly fell from the branches, gently pulled off the cloak, let go directly, and a gust of wind blew, and the cloak passed with the wind.
Fortunately, her cloak was woven with silk, and pure natural dyes were dyed, unlike the so-called mulberry silk that was absolutely indispensable in later generations. If the snow eagle was thrown away, it would have almost no effect on this mountain forest.
After taking the handkerchief and wiped his fingers, Xueying stood beside Gu Xiang, lowered her eyebrows and eyes, took off the sword bag on her back, untied the sword bag layer by layer, and pulled out his sword at once.
The whole boat was quiet, silent, and the needles could be heard.
Commander Yang instinctively took a step towards Mr. Huang.
Xueying took the veil and wiped her sword bit by bit: "As a maid, if the little lady wants me to do my job, then I am happy to do it without any trouble."
Gu Xiang: "..."
A basin of cold water poured on, Gu Xiang suddenly calmed down, burst into laughter, and nodded while laughing: "Okay."
She took a deep breath, looked up and whispered to the depths of the forest: "She likes to play killer games? Very good, I'm happy to accompany you."
Mr. Huang was stunned.
Commander Yang was shocked.
Somehow, he didn't seem to be directed at him, but he felt creepy and frightened.
The atmosphere on the boat became more and more serious. Wang Pingping suddenly came to her senses, wiped her tears hard, closed her eyes hard, and whispered: "Ah! Zhao Ying!"
Commander Yang glared: "Silence! How can you call Duke An directly the name of Duke An?!"
Even Your Majesty would not be so rude.
Wang Pingping gritted her teeth, ruthlessly, and shouted loudly: "Constable Zhang, Qiu Dutou, where are you? Hurry up, go and save Duke An Guo!"
Commander Yang: “…”
Wang Pingping's mind was empty. When she felt hot, she would just give full play to her greatest advantage.
"To be honest, the little girl has a little weird ability to be inactive and sometimes not. Sometimes she can see what has happened, or even a little bit of what will happen in the near future."
Wang Pingping's face was very serious, "Everyone, what I said is true. Just now, I suddenly saw Duke Anguo being surrounded and killed by thieves and assassins, hurting his heart and lungs. He died early if he was delayed. If you move faster, you might be able to save him."
Commander Yang: “…”
Mr. Huang finally stood up, turned to look at Wang Pingping, and looked solemn: "Wang Sanniang, you are confused and do things in a very good way, but... I don't want to care about you, but Duke An of you cannot use your identity as a god or confuse the public."
Wang Pingping's heart was beating wildly, and she felt sweaty in her head. She took a deep breath and said solemnly: "It's true, Duke An is about to die. I want to have a false word, and I am willing to be cut into pieces by thousands of knives-"
"Your Majesty, I am late to protect you."
The people full of boats were immediately alert: Your Majesty?
Chapter completed!