Chapter Eleven: A Good Woman Doesn't Suffer Immediate Losses
"Where is the marching route map?" Vice General Liu kicked her again.
"What marching route map?" Qiqi said angrily, "I'll tell you again, I'm not a spy, you bastard!"
"If you still speak harshly, Your Majesty, should you be punished?"
The Third Prince frowned, stood up and walked over. Qiqi could see his big black riding boots, and then heard the Third Prince's voice above his head, "I just lost the marching route map and you disappeared. Don't tell me."
, you want to leave the military camp temporarily!"
"Yes! I don't want to stay here anymore, playing military sticks and waiting on others. Why should I, Wei Qiqi, suffer this!"
"Choose to leave overnight?"
"What? Do I still need to inform you when I'm leaving?"
The third prince raised his eyebrows in annoyance, walked back to the desk with his sleeves rolled up, and said sternly, "Hit me! Beat him until he says so!"
"yes!"
Two soldiers walked in with military sticks. Wei Qiqi was so frightened that she broke out in cold sweat. It seemed that the third prince was really going to beat her. A good girl would not suffer the loss. "I said, I said, I took what you said.
Broken picture..."
It turns out that this is how subduing becomes a move, and Wei Qiqi really understands it. However, no matter what, we must first pass this level before talking about it. The military stick says that there is no way to endure it again.
"Are you a Huns spy?" The third prince's voice was unusually cold and angry. He seemed to feel that Wei Qiqi had been hiding her identity, and he was actually confused by her thin and pitiful appearance.
"I'm not a Huns spy? It's just a picture, it doesn't mean I'm a spy!" Qiqi couldn't figure out why she couldn't get away from the spy.
Lieutenant General Liu grabbed the rope that bound Qiqi, "Where's the picture? Is it on you?" After speaking, he stretched out his hand to search her body.
Qiqi was afraid that he was really careless, so she immediately said loudly, "Throw it away, throw it on the road!"
"Throwed it on the road? Where was it thrown?" Deputy General Liu pressed hard.
"Wolf, where is the wolf, I will throw it away!"
The third prince coldly ordered, "Send soldiers to find her now and tie Wei Qiqi to a wooden stake!"
Wei Qiqi raised her head and looked at the Third Prince in annoyance, and found that he was wiping his sword with unusual coldness. He had no regard for a nobody like Wei Qiqi. Her life and death depended on his words.
The third prince also raised his head at this time and came into contact with Wei Qiqi's angry eyes. He narrowed his eyes, which made Wei Qiqi think of the ferocious wolf and shudder.
Wei Qiqi was dragged out and tied to a wooden stake in the middle of the camp. She knew that there was no plan there at all. He would definitely come to question her later on how to deal with it. If the answer was not good, the perverted prince would definitely ask her.
Cutting off her head was like cutting off the wolf.