Finally, Zhenliang, who was originally dismissive, stopped abruptly, turned around in disbelief, and looked straight at the third master. The despair in her heart continued to spread, making her almost unable to breathe.
For a long time, for a long time...
Zhenliang couldn't say a word. It wasn't that she didn't want to say it, but she was so angry that she couldn't even say a single word.
She thought of the third master's profession as a killer, and couldn't help but smile sarcastically. It took several attempts before she spoke in a cold voice.
"Why, when did the third master develop across industries? In the past, he was paid to kill people, and now he is also paid to find people? It's really hard on you. I really want to know how much money you took from my parents?"
The third master pursed his thin lips tightly, and in Zhenliang's dark and translucent contemptuous eyes, he replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "General Yuchi was once kind to me."
Oops, this man turned out to be grateful. Should she give him a thumbs up?
Zhenliang curled his lips, suppressed his anger, and said loudly, "If you want to repay the favor, it's your business. If I want to escape from the marriage, it's my business. I won't go back with you unless you take my body away!"
The last sentence touched the third master's back unexpectedly, and the third master immediately pulled one of his hands into a fist, and even made a clucking sound, not because he wanted to hit him, but because he was extremely angry.
The third master strode towards Zhenliang, stopped in front of her, and scolded her gloomily.
"I'm afraid you are the only one in the world who will regard entering the palace as a dead end. I don't want to say anything nice for the emperor, but I suggest that you try to enter the palace. Perhaps, the palace is not the birdcage you imagined, and there is nothing like you imagined.
So scary. The reason why the palace makes you feel like a birdcage is largely because many of the things you want to do are not allowed. Once allowed, the palace can be just like a small home outside, full of freedom and
Warm.”
"Oh, you can be my father and mother's lobbyist now, and the emperor's lobbyist now? Do you think I will listen to these words? Third Master, I think you should not be a killer at all, you should enter the palace, please
The emperor has rewarded you with an official position, and I believe you will have a bright future. Reciprocate the courtesy, this is my advice to you." Zhenliang became more and more desperate for the third master, and kept scolding himself in his heart, how could he be so blind that he thought he was so arrogant?
Extraordinary, and even more blinded, did you feel his touch?
"I don't want to be anyone's lobbyist. I just want to tell you that if you go to the palace first, if you still reject the palace or even hate the palace after a year, I will take you out and send you wherever you want to go.
where to."
Zhenliang's face was full of disdain, "Didn't you say you don't dare to steal a woman from the emperor? Why, you dare to do it after a year? Although I am an ugly girl, there is no guarantee that the emperor will never fall in love with me within a year.
If the emperor is unwilling to let me go at that time, do you still dare to take me away?"
Regarding Zhenliang's hypothesis, the third master was noncommittal, but an unpredictable smile appeared on his face, "Opportunities are fair. If I give him a chance, I will give you a chance as well."
The implication is that within a year, he will give the emperor a chance, and within a year, he will give her a chance.
No matter how sincere his words were, Zhenliang wouldn't take it to heart. Why should she become a test subject within a year? Why should she endure the sin of imprisonment for a year before she could be redeemed by him?
Zhenliang couldn't help but sneer, "Third Master, your tone when you say this is really like Bodhisattva, Amitabha, Third Bodhisattva, do you want me to kneel down and thank you?"
The Third Bodhisattva... what is this name? The third master has a dark face.
Since last night, this woman has compared him to a Bodhisattva for the second time. The Third Master defended himself unhappily, gritting his teeth every word, "I'm not a Bodhisattva, don't talk nonsense."
"After one year, right?" Zhenliang was smiling, but the smile couldn't reach his eyes, "San, let me tell you, even if you give you a one-month deadline, I won't believe it, let alone
Sustenance or gratitude. Because whether it is a month or a year, I may have suffered deeply from it, or even died unexpectedly.”
The third master raised his eyebrows and asked in disapproval, "Don't you think you will suffer a lot and die an unexpected death if you are alone in the world? In the palace, as the emperor's woman, at least there will be no other dirty men who dare to do so.
I dare not touch a hair on your head."
Damn it, whenever he thinks about Brother Ming's dirty hands last night and the obscene smiles that other men showed when they looked at Zhenliang, he wants to turn all those people into ashes.
Although the endings of those people did not turn into ashes, under Zonghe's "adjustment", they all had "colorful" beautiful endings.
Zhenliang said angrily, "I would rather be touched by a dirty man like you than by a stud like Nangong Lie! Okay, if we don't agree with each other, we will never see each other again!"
"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhenliang turned around decisively and planned to leave the inn and the place where the Third Master existed. Even if she was penniless and learned a lesson, she believed she could survive.
However, before she could even take a step, her left arm was grabbed by the Third Master. The force was so fierce that she couldn't shake it off with all her strength.
Zhenliang turned her head, glared at him fiercely, and used her eyes to signal him to let go quickly, but the force the man put on her arm became more powerful, and even made her feel pain.
This damn man!
"Let me go!"
"Don't let go!"
"open!"
"impossible!"
In Zhenliang's eyes, the implication of whatever the Third Master says now is: Go back with me!
During the long stalemate, the third master, who had no intention of compromising, seemed to have made some kind of decision. He slowly released his hand and said coldly and cruelly, "Yuchi is so cool, you can't escape from me."
Palm."
Hearing this, Zhenliang shuddered. In fact, what the third master said was nothing more than: He will definitely take her back to the capital for business. Even if he lets her go at this moment, the eyeliner he has set up will keep an eye on her every move.
Whenever he wants her to return to Beijing, she must obediently do so.
However, Zhenliang felt strangely that the third master's tone seemed to have the meaning of Yu Chifeng, Aunt Zhen and Nangong Lie.
They united their voices and sent Third Master as their representative to convey: Yuchi Zhenliang, you can never escape from our grasp!
Zhenliang strode across the threshold and said without looking back, "If I can't escape from the palm of your hand, I will chop your palm into pulp and bite it into pulp!"
The third master who was standing there looked at Zhenliang's petite back without any nostalgia, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently. If she was not in a bad mood, he really wanted to ask her jokingly, "What does she plan to do with the meat sauce made with his palms?"
What should we mix it with? Isn’t it good to steam whole bamboo shoots with meat sauce?”
