Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Yun Sheng didn't know the team configuration for this march to escort the military supplies.

So it is also difficult for her to guess the ins and outs of this matter.

Yun Sheng was worried about Wuyou's safety, but this matter might involve royal inside information, so Yun Sheng wouldn't ask more questions if Wuyou didn't talk about it.

So Yun Sheng just reminded Wuyou: "These people can put people in the team to tamper with your food, and other places are naturally not difficult."

Wuyou looked at Yun Sheng, but he didn't say anything.

Yun Sheng was just a reminder, she believed that with this worry-free, he would not fail to understand the truth.

Not long after Sun Meng went out, he heard him say outside the tent: "Your Highness."

Wuyou responded lightly: "Come in."

Sun Meng opened the curtain, but he was not the only one who entered the door.

I saw Sun Mengjian's tall and tall figure, and there was a thin and small man with a slightly stooped figure standing beside him.

The man's face was sallow and thin, blood was still hanging from the corner of his mouth, obviously he was beaten by Sun Meng's fists.

Sun Meng pushed the man violently with his fist as big as a sandbag: "Don't kneel down yet."

The man was already thin and small, but Sun Meng's fist pushed the man staggeringly, lying on the ground almost throwing himself to the ground.

The man knelt down and shouted loudly: "Your Highness, please forgive me, Your Highness, please forgive me!!!"

While shouting, he crawled towards the table where Wuyou was sitting.

As the "Guard of the Fourth Prince's Mansion", Yun Sheng stood by Wuyou's side.

With her clear eyes, she looked coldly at the thin and small man who was kneeling and crawling.

A refined black gown made her clear eyes even colder.

When the skinny man was about to climb up to Wuyou's table, Yun Sheng stepped forward and gave a "boom" kick.

The skinny man immediately rolled over on the ground a few times and fell to the side of the tent.

Wuyou said nothing, but when Sun Meng suddenly saw Yun Sheng's sharp kick, he was stunned for a moment.

He always thought that this young lady of the Bai family, who was with her master all day long, was just a pretty girl who could fist and kick.

But when he saw it suddenly today, he could see that the seemingly light kick strength, if it wasn't for long-term martial arts practice and excellent physical fitness, it would be difficult for a woman to achieve.

As Sun Meng thought about it, he couldn't help but glance at Yun Sheng's cold eyes that seemed to freeze people to death.

On a summer day, Sun Meng shuddered in his heart.

He said newly: "It seems that it is not easy for the young lady of the Bai family to be favored by the master like this."

And Yun Sheng naturally didn't know about these calculations in Sun Meng's mind.

The skinny man was kicked into a corner by Yun Sheng, and lay motionless on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Sun Meng stepped forward and picked up the man's back collar: "Do you think it's okay to pretend to be dead?"

As he said that, he pushed again, and the man knelt down in front of the Fourth Prince Wuyou.

But thinking that there is a lesson from the past, this time he knelt obediently, not daring to move, but he was still a little far away from where Yun Sheng was standing.

Sun Meng stepped forward and said: "Master, this man's name is Zhang Er, and he is the cook in charge of the food in this team."

As Sun Meng spoke, he took out a small paper bag from his cuff.

The kraft paper bag was about the size of a palm and was tied with a thread. I don't know what it contained.

Wuyou wanted to pick it up, but Yun Sheng picked it up first.

Yun Sheng's physique is different from others, and ordinary poisons will not harm her, so Yun Sheng is like this.

Sun Meng handed the paper bag to Yun Sheng, and Yun Sheng untied the string in his hands.

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