My Empress is My Bad Girl

Xiao Zhuang looked at her.

Qianer said: "I always feel that your method may be useful, but it is too troublesome and too time-consuming. Moreover, it will harm many innocent people."

"What can the princess do?"

"Why don't you call me Qian Qian?" Qian Er asked.

"...If you like it, I will call it that way when there is no one in the future. Or do you like what I call you?"

"It's only the name, who is entangled with you about this kind of thing. Cough, don't talk about this first," Qian'er groaned, "You and I know that, the person who cares most about the high priest is you."

"maybe."

Xiao Zhuang felt that the person the high priest really cared about was the dead wife.

His love for Long Bo and his obsession with the high priest are all because of his promise to his dead wife.

Qian'er didn't distinguish the difference from him, no matter what, the heart of the high priest was tied to Long Bo.

And he determined that Xiao Zhuang was Long Bo.

As for whether Xiaozhuang is Longbo or not, Xiaozhuang himself never said, and Qian'er didn't ask.

Her method is also very simple.

Since the high priest cares about Long Bo, let Long Bo be in danger. That way, he will be willing to come up with another important thing in exchange for Long Bo's life.

After all, in his heart, his son's life is more important than anything else.

Naturally, it also includes prescriptions.

Xiao Zhuang listened with a smile and said, "I threatened the high priest with my life and forced him to hand over the prescription? It was useful, but who would dare to do that?"

"me."

Qianer pointed to herself.

Xiao Zhuang raised his eyebrows: "I think the high priest should not be that stupid. You are holding me, not to mention the relationship between the two of us, because of the difference in martial arts between you and me, this thing is impossible, at first glance it is fake. The high priest is a scheming master."

Qian'er smiled and said, "To make a show for smart people, of course, we must strive to be realistic."

"How can it be considered realistic?"

"Really, it is the most realistic."

"Oh?" Xiao Zhuang smiled, "Aren't you really going to kill me? The high priest can't let you go."

Qianer said: "Who wants you to really die? Can't you really kidnap you? I can't do it, there are others."

"Who?"

"You forgot who I came to the south with this time?"

"The second princess and the second horse?" Xiaozhuang understood what she meant. "You want to get together with them inside and outside? This is a good way, but right now I don't know where the second princess and them are."

Qian'er looked back and groaned: "You are stupid, you are really not smart enough. I was watched by the high priest and can't go, and no one is stopping you, so just go."

Xiao Zhuang scratched his head: "Actually, are you looking at the guards following me? Their mission is not just to protect me."

"The high priest is afraid that you will run away." Qian'er glanced at the back, and seven or eight guards followed, "Only with them, how could it be possible to stop you?"

"They really can't stop me, but if I want to get rid of them, I have to work hard."

"When are you afraid of this?"

"Don't you think I kill too many people?"

"I didn't ask you to kill them."

"If they can't watch me and let me run away, the high priest is not a soft-hearted master." Xiaozhuang said, "I heard that when the high priest found his son was missing, he waited for all the servants to take care of him. He was all tortured and left no one alive. Over the years, he has also worked hard to find his son, and spent countless money and manpower."