My Empress is My Bad Girl

"Ah! Stop it!" the high priest exclaimed, "If you have something to say!"

However, Xiao Er ignored him and slapped the heavy sword on Xiao Zhuang.

Xiao Zhuang was struggling to cope with the siege of the remaining soldiers. He was seriously injured and failed to notice Prince Lian who had fallen from the sky in time. He was shot in the back of the neck with a knife.

He lost consciousness on the spot and fell to the ground.

Even the toddler was taken aback, but the next moment, she could see clearly that Xiao Er used the back of a knife to shoot people.

Just knocked Xiao Zhuang unconscious.

"What's the matter?" Qian'er asked hurriedly, feeling the solidification of the atmosphere.

There were too many people below and torches all around, so dazzling, she couldn't tell her at all.

The child’s voice made a smile, and he patted her sister’s hand to comfort her: “Don’t worry, in order to prevent General Zhuang from being beaten, Xiao Er knocked him out.”

"He is hurt very badly." Qian'er asked, before waiting for the child to answer, and muttered to herself, "It must be very serious, otherwise, how can I make the high priest jealous and distressed."

The child nodded: "Yes, the more miserable General Zhuang is, the more distressed the high priest will be, and he believes that we really dare to kill him. Next, it is time to negotiate with the high priest."

Qian'er asked: "Did you bring the Erhu Ma?"

"No." The child snorted softly, "In your eyes, I and Xiao Er are not as smart as the guy Shui Yijun alone? He must come in such occasions? Am I right? Bring him here, you can also solve the problem!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shui Yijun sat on the back of a white horse and even raised her head to say hello to Qian'er.

"His Royal Highness, it's great to see you in good health."

"Yes, thank you Er Ma for your concern."

Toddler: "..."

Qian'er moved over her: "The little white horse of Er Ma is so familiar."

Toddler: "..."

Qian'er smiled and said: "On pets, our two princesses are second, no one in Kyoto dares to say first. You can't bear to ride the rare white horse given to you by your mother, but give it to the second one."

"Do you think I'm willing to ride him? It's not that he is too wasteful and refuses to learn martial arts. I'm afraid he can't keep up, so I gave the horse to him. This is over, I have to take it back."

"Yes, it must be collected. I am now practicing martial arts, and seeing this horse is very pleasing to the eye. How about..."

"Sister, this was given to me by the queen!" The child immediately guarded the food vigilantly.

Qian'er smiled and said, "I won't grab it with you, I'll borrow your horse to go back and breed it."

Toddler: "..."

When I came out, my gentle and quiet sister had also failed to learn.

Qian'er joked with her sister, but her eyes never left Xiaozhuang.

After being knocked out, Xiao Zhuang was hung up by several soldiers tied tightly with hemp rope under the instruction of Xiao Er.

One end of the rope is in the small second hand.

"If my hand slips, or if I feel bad, let it loose..." Xiao Er said, letting go a little.

The rope was pulled down quickly by Xiao Zhuang's weight.

The high priest exclaimed in fright: "Stop, stop, this son, what do you want, just say, as long as you don't hurt my son."

Xiao Er immediately squeezed the rope and smiled: "Old man, do you know who I am?"

"You are?"

"I am Zhao Junhong, Prince Lian, who was imperially appointed by the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"You... the prince?" The high priest subconsciously glanced at the house where Qian'er lived, and probably understood the origin of this person.