Chapter 1299: Mad

She was wronged and afraid.

What was wronged was that King Qin didn't care about her at all. What was

scared was that if King Qin really got angry, he would divorce her and send

her back to Xue's house. Then she became the number one joke in the whole

university.

After thinking about it, Xue Yiru decided to enter the palace to see the Queen

Mother.

Cheng Qiangong.

After Zhao Shu left, the smile on Yun Dai's face also disappeared.

She stood up without saying a word and left.

"Dai'er!" Zhao Yuanjing took her arm, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to die!"

Yun Dai said angrily.

Zhao Yuanjing looked at her angry like an angry little lion, and couldn't help

laughing: "Don't talk nonsense. Look at you, as for?"

Yun Dai said coldly: "What did you mean just now? Didn't you take the sword to

kill me?"

"How could I kill you, I just want to try..."

"Try what?" Yun Dai approached him, "Zhao Yuanjing, you really want to go to

heaven now. Take a sword to my neck?"

Zhao Yuanjing took a step back: "I'm very accurate in my hands, it is

absolutely impossible to stab you... it's so far away."

Yun Dai furiously said, "What if I happened to move? Did your sword cut my

throat? Zhao Yuanjing, you bastard!"

She grabbed a pile of folds at her hand and threw it in his face.

Zhao Yuanjing was thrown all over his face.

he:"……"

It has been too long since the first emperor died and was thrown into a broken

face...

"Dai'er, calm down first..."

"I can't calm down!" Yun Dai grabbed the pen stand on the desk and threw it

over.

A dozen large and small ink brushes smashed on Zhao Yuanjing's body.

Without waiting for Zhao Yuanjing to recover, the entire inkstone flew over

again, and the ink in it spilled his dragon robe everywhere.

When Liu Dequan heard the news, he ran in and saw the scene before him. He was

frightened and stood there, with his mouth open, not knowing what to do.

Yun Dai was mad.

She grabbed something at random and threw it at Zhao Yuanjing, smashing the

entire Chengqian Palace into a mess.

What vases, cups, tables, chairs and benches, folding books and papers.

Everything she could pick up was smashed.

If he couldn't pick it up, he also kicked over with those moccasin boots on

his feet.

Zhao Yuanjing stood in the middle of a mess, with confetti on his hair, dust

on his face, and red and black ink on his dragon robe.

Yun Dai turned around in Chengqian Hall, really looking for something that

could not be hit, so she picked up the sword, threw it into Zhao Yuanjing's

hand, and said angrily: "You can just stab me to death with a single sword

now. God is under your suspicion!"

Zhao Yuanjing remained motionless.

The sword fell to the ground and he didn't care.

What to care about.

Except for this sword, there is nothing decent in the whole room.

He was dumbfounded.

I couldn't believe what I saw before my eyes.

"You, are you crazy?" he stammered.

Yun Dai rolled her eyes and sat down on a cushion.

Tired.

Zhao Yuanjing looked around.

The clean and luxurious Chengqian Palace in the past has become a chicken

coop.

At this time Liu Dequan finally found his soul, ran over in a hurry, and asked

with a trembling voice, "Master, are you okay?"

"Get out." Zhao Yuanjing shouted.

"Yes, yes, get out of the minion, get out now!" Liu Dequan hurried away.

The hall was quiet.

Zhao Yuanjing lifted his foot from the pile of ruins, walked to Yun Dai, bent

over and squatted in front of her, reaching out to touch her forehead.

Yun Dai stepped back and said angrily: "I am not sick! It is you who are

sick!"