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587. Takako Hanmen (141)

A noble son from a poor family(141)

Panpan did not pour the wine this time, but walked towards Prince Zheng. Her eyes seemed to contain a thousand words, and she looked at Prince Zheng so quietly.

King Zheng smiled bitterly and slowly closed his eyes. Even though he knew that Panpan now was not the Panpan before, he still couldn't help but feel soft when he saw her tearful eyes.

The only thing he could do was to close his eyes. If he didn't look, he might feel calm.

Panpan watched King Zheng close his eyes, and felt like her heart was cut for a moment. She walked around to the other side of King Zheng, bent down to pick up the dagger that Dongqing had dropped, and held it in her hand.

Flip.

"Your Majesty." Panpan's hand touched Prince Zheng's face, "Open your eyes and take a look at Panpan, okay?"

King Zheng shook his head, "I am ridiculous. I would believe that I can warm up a meticulous heart. Isn't it ridiculous?"

Tears instantly fell from Panpan's eyes. She turned back and hid the dagger in her sleeve, but she threw it at Prince Zheng and hung it around his neck, sobbing.

Familiar people, familiar smells, no familiar warmth anymore.

King Zheng's heart was twisted into a ball, and the bone-breaking pain suddenly spread from the bottom of his heart. This woman had betrayed her so much, why was he still in so much pain? He also had a princess, a concubine, and many concubines.

.There are sons and daughters in the palace, so why are you so stupidly obsessed with a woman who you know to be a spy?

What exactly makes you believe that you can win a woman's heart?

Prince Zheng clenched his hands into fists and shook his head slightly, "Don't say anything anymore. I have fallen on a woman, and I admit it. But if the Wang family wants to take advantage, there is no way they can do it. With such devious tricks, I would rather

Hand the southwest to Yin Silang. At least... he is following the right path. There is nothing wrong with becoming a king or losing a bandit. But handing the southwest to the Wang family, I cannot let the people of the southwest fall into the hands of people who have no world in their hearts.

Li. So, don’t say anything. I can’t kill you, so why don’t you kill me and save you the trouble?”

Panpan's tears slid down his face drop by drop, falling straight on Prince Zheng's neck.

Kill you? Panpan can’t bear it!

King Zheng felt as if something had burned his neck, and it was burning and uncomfortable.

Panpan lay next to Prince Zheng's ear and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty... listen to Panpan..." Her voice became lower and lower, "The two glasses of wine that Panpan poured just now were poisonous.

.Now, the time is almost up..."

King Zheng's eyes suddenly opened, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.

"Don't move, don't move." Panpan whispered, "They are all outside, dozens of them. Don't make a sound until they die."

King Zheng took two deep breaths, "Panpan..." Your heart is for me, right?

He couldn't ask this, and he felt that there was no need to ask anything.

There was a "clang" and the sound of the wine glass falling to the ground.

Mr. Ziyu's expression suddenly changed: "Bitch, what did you put in the wine?" His stomach began to hurt, but he couldn't muster any strength, and even if he wanted to speak loudly, he couldn't.

Panpan then stood up and looked at the other party in surprise: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

A trace of suspicion flashed in Mr. Ziyu's eyes: "Not you?"

Panpan quickly shook her head, her face full of innocence.

Mr. Ziyu then turned to look at Dongqing, and saw that the cold sweat on Dongqing's head kept falling, and she already looked like she had poisonous hair.

He was heartbroken and looked at Panpan and King Zheng sneering. He immediately stood up and walked towards the wall behind him.

King Zheng and Panpan were puzzled, but they saw Dongqing rushing over, grabbing Mr. Ziyu's neck, and then looked at King Zheng anxiously.

King Zheng suddenly realized that there was a rope on the wall, connected to a warning bell. When the bell rang, it would definitely alert people outside. He immediately pushed Panpan over, grabbed the chopsticks on the table, and followed Mr. Ziyu's eyes.

Inserted | In such pain, Mr. Ziyu instinctively wanted to scream, but his neck was strangled and he couldn't scream.

Panpan put her hand into her mouth and bit it, so she didn't make any sound.

Seeing Mr. Ziyu die like this, King Zheng held the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Dongqing, weighing whether to kill this person as soon as possible.

Dongqing waved his hand: "I can't survive. But I'm still useful now. There are dozens of people outside. You can't escape if you go out like this with Panpan. I'll go and drive them away..." As he said,

He let go of Mr. Ziyu, who had died, and stood up holding on to the wall. He hunched over and turned to look at Panpan, "If I have a chance, I can see Pan'er and tell her that I like her too. I thought she would be safe and healthy."

She's alive... You tell her, I'm sorry... If there is another life, Brother Dongqing will risk his life and not let her get hurt..."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath, stood up straight, pulled his clothes flat, and then raised his legs to walk out.

"Brother Dongqing..." Panpan shouted, her lips trembling, "I'm sorry!"

Dongqing smiled: "Brother Dongqing is sorry for you. If I had led you to beg for food instead of coveting a steamed bun from the Wang family, maybe our fate would not be like this..."

Panpan shook her head: "No! No! Brother Dongqing wants us to be full, but you don't want us to be hungry..."

"Stop crying!" Dongqing took a deep breath and wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth. "Live well..." After saying that, she stepped up and walked straight out.

King Zheng grabbed Panpan's arm and held it firmly. After losing it, he didn't want to lose it again. But his eyes were staring outside, watching Dongqing's every move.

Dongqing walked over slowly, not seeing anything strange.

I heard a voice say: "I asked, why did you come out?"

Dongqing smiled and said, "Sir, you have an order to send everyone to wait at the mouth of the West River."

"Are you all going?" The man's voice sounded suspicious.

"Just leave two people alone." Dongqing said with a smile, "One man and one woman, if we can't stand it any longer, we'll wait for the master to do something about the family."

The man then laughed and said, "Sure! This prince, as long as we keep Miss Panpan, he won't be able to leave..."

King Zheng saw that the number of torches on the dock slowly decreased, and finally, only the two people next to Dongqing were left, each holding a torch.

Dongqing smiled and said, "Why don't you two just go in and have a few drinks?"

The two people laughed, turned around and walked back, "Damn, the wind on the river is too strong, I feel chilly all over."

Dongqing followed behind the two of them, quietly raised her sleeves and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

They were almost at the door of the house. One of them sniffed and said, "No, why does this smell smell like... blood?"

The other person said: "Sir is still in there!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them rushed into the house.

King Zheng, who was waiting in the room, instantly scratched one of them's neck with a piece of broken porcelain, but the other one still reacted and felt a pain in the back of his head. Dongqing hit the man's head with a stone from behind, and followed closely.

As he stood, his eyes flashed red, then black, and his body fell downwards.

Dongqing spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered down.

"Brother Dongqing..." Panpan cried, "Brother Dongqing..."

Dongqing smiled at Panpan, but blood began to pour out of her mouth again. But she saw him turning to King Zheng: "Take her... and go! Quick!"

King Zheng nodded, pulled Panpan and ran out without saying a word.

There were two boats on the dock. Without saying anything, King Zheng put Panpan on the boat first, then jumped on, untied the rope and walked away.

Unexpectedly, the man whose head was smashed by holly suddenly woke up. He slowly crawled towards the table in the room, forced himself to sit up on his knees, and tried his best to flick down the oil lamp on the table.

As soon as the oil lamp fell down, the lamp oil was scattered everywhere, and then the wooden house instantly caught fire. The wind on the riverside was strong, and the wind helped the fire, and it burned in a short time.

In this dark night, such a fire can be seen ten miles away.

"Your Majesty!" Panpan looked at the light on the pier in astonishment and pointed it to Prince Zheng who was immersed in rowing.

King Zheng raised his head, his heart pounding, "Oops! We have to hurry up. The person we sent away just now hasn't gone far yet, and I'm afraid he will come back."

After saying this, I saw not far away, a ship with a torch on its bow approaching.

Prince Zheng looked around, gritted his teeth and took off his clothes, "Panpan, take off your outer clothes and get into the water!"

Panpan looked at the dark water below and said, "I don't know how to swim."

King Zheng was stunned and said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter, I will take you with me. Let's hold on and get through."

Panpan looked at the boats getting closer and closer, gritted her teeth and said: "My lord, go into the water first and prepare the reed pole. Let's go into the water and rely on this to breathe." She said, pointing not far away, "There is

Weizi, but it seems to be a shoal that the boat can’t pass.”

King Zheng looked at it and responded: "Okay! I'll be back soon."

Panpan grabbed Prince Zheng's arm, and there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes: "My lord...be careful...be careful."

King Zheng nodded: "Don't say anything, they won't be able to find it for a while. I'll come and go. Don't be afraid."

Panpan smiled: "Go ahead! I'm not afraid!"

Only then did King Zheng carefully get into the water. Panpan watched him enter the water and slowly swam away, tears streaming down his face. "My lord, you have to be good...Panpan...can't..."

She wiped the tears on her face, put on the clothes that Prince Zheng had taken off, put her hair on her head, shook the oar, and rowed out.

You can't go far by rowing a boat, and entering the water will only be a drag.

Only in this way can the prince win a chance of survival.

"Over there!" a shout was heard in the distance.

Panpan has already rowed the boat into the river.

King Zheng was breaking a reed pole. When he heard the sound, he couldn't help but turn his head and look, and his expression changed drastically.

This silly woman!


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