Chapter 220 Are you deaf, or do you really not understand what I am saying?
Just by looking at Jia Zhen’s appearance, no one could tell the dirty things going on in the East Palace.

The only clean thing in the whole mansion is a pair of stone lions at the door that guard the house.

However, Xiaodong’er had already learned Jia Zhen’s true identity from Qin Keqing.

“Master Jane!”

“Xiao Dong’er came here to inform Master Zhen.”

“It’s better not to go to Grandma Keqing’s boudoir in the future, so as to avoid rumors spreading!”

“It has damaged Madam Keqing’s reputation.”

Xiao Dong’er’s words were blunt.

He almost pointed at Jia Zhen’s nose and scolded him, telling him to give up his idea of ​​cheating on his wife.

Ever since Jia Jing became a monk in a Taoist temple outside the city because of his involvement in the incident involving Crown Prince Li.

The East Palace was managed by Jia Zhen, who was used to keeping everything under control behind closed doors.

This was the first time I was scolded like this, and by a little maid.

He looked quite embarrassed.

There was a flash of resentment in his eyes, but a look of realization appeared on his face.

“Hey, Xiao Dong’er, you are talking about what happened the other day, right?”

“It’s my fault. The steward came to report that day that the master in the back street had fallen seriously ill.”

“I have something urgent to do, so I’ll ask Rong Ge’er to go visit on my behalf.”

“This is not a moment of haste or negligence.”

“Blame me, blame me!”

Jia Zhen thought about it and found an excuse.

The master of Back Street is Jia Dairu, the most senior member of the Jia family in Shenjing, and the illegitimate son of Jia Yan, the first Duke of Ningguo.

As the head of the Jia family, it is reasonable for Jia Zhen to go visit.

Xiao Dong’er originally came here to call for an explanation.

After hearing what Jia Zhen said, he was suddenly in a dilemma, and it seemed that he was being unreasonable and making a big deal out of nothing.

I opened my mouth, but for a moment I didn’t know what to say.

When Jia Zhen saw this, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

I was just about to open my mouth to smooth over this matter.

A bloody demon suddenly attacked from outside the room.

After entering the house, it is divided into two.

A part of it turned into a barrier and stood in front of Xiao Dong’er and Qin Keqing, blocking their view.

The remaining part turned into a sharp blade and slashed through Jia Zhen’s body.

“what!”

Jia Zhen only felt a sharp pain.

One of his legs was cut off by the evil spirit and turned into a pool of blood.

A shrill scream was heard. Master Dongfu had never experienced such pain before.

Unfortunately, the evil spirit was attached to the wound, making it a luxury for Jia Zhen to even faint.

“Are you deaf, or do you really not understand what Xiao Dong’er said?”

Baihu walked in slowly from outside.

He glanced coldly at Jia Zhen who was wailing on the ground.

“My master has ordered that if you dare to have any improper thoughts again, I will kill you!”

“have you understood?”

After saying that, another evil spirit flew past Jia Zhen’s nose.

Just half an inch away from beheading Jia Zhen.

“Understood!”

“Understood!”

“I understand, villain!”

Seeing this, Jia Zhen ignored the severe pain in his leg.

He no longer dared to play the same tricks he used before when facing Xiaodong’er.

In all of Shenjing, there is only one person who can ride a white tiger.

This mount alone is a terrifying existence of the fourth level demon king.

He is not someone Jia Zhen can afford to offend.

According to Jia Cong’s character, if he wants to take someone’s life, he will never wait until the next day.

“Let’s go, Xiaodong’er!”

Seeing Jia Zhen’s reply, Baihu stretched his body, then shook his head and said to Xiaodong’er who was a little confused.

The demon king’s move naturally seemed so simple on the surface.

After following Jia Cong for so long, Baihu has come to understand Jia Cong’s intentions.

It seemed that the evil spirit only cut off one of Jia Zhen’s legs.

In fact, it was attached to the wound, like a carbuncle attached to the bone, draining Jia Zhen’s vitality bit by bit.

Even if he used elixir to replenish his energy, he would still die suddenly in half a year at most. …

Tian Xiang Lou

“Xiao Dong’er, today is all thanks to you…”

Qin Keqing asked her maid Ruizhu to bring a table of carefully prepared desserts, all of which were Xiaodong’er’s favorites.

“It’s all just a small matter, Grandma Keqing!”

“Next time he dares to come, I will help you deal with him again!”

Xiao Dong’er patted his chest and made a promise.

The white tiger lying outside sneezed unhappily when he heard this.

The dignified demon king had his sweet dream disturbed early in the morning just to deal with such an ant.

Between angry and cowardly.

Baihu angrily chose to feel humiliated.

……

“After this lesson, he probably won’t dare to come again.”

Qin Keqing shook her head. Unlike Xiaodong’er, she understood Jia Cong’s style and methods.

“That won’t work either.”

“Madam Keqing is in the East Palace. Who knows what tricks he will play.”

“So what? Just be careful.”

“Xiao Dong’er, don’t call me grandma anymore.”

“The parents’ orders and the matchmaker’s words are ultimately in name only.”

“Let’s call each other sisters from now on.”

Qin Keqing looked at the silks and satins that Xiaodong’er was wearing, which were much better than her own, and the various exquisite jewelry that she was wearing that clearly had royal traces.

My mind is filled with confusion.

At that time, she, the adopted daughter of a construction official, was able to marry into the Ningguo Mansion, a wealthy family.

I wonder how many daughters of officials in the capital are envious of this.

But now it seems that this is the legal wife of the heir to the title of Ningguo Mansion.

Her life is even worse than that of a favored little maid in the Marquis of Jing’an’s mansion.

“Have it!”

Xiao Dong’er didn’t notice Qin Keqing’s complicated expression.

After thinking for a moment, I suddenly came up with a solution.

“Sister Keqing, please come to the Marquis’ Mansion every day to play with us.”

“On weekdays, the second girl and the others are busy practicing and have no time to accompany me.”

“This……”

Qin Keqing hesitated: “Marquis Jing’an is not married yet. If I often go in and out of his house…”

“Hey, what’s this!”

“Second Madam Lian and Grand Madam Zhu often come to stay at the mansion.”

“You don’t have to leave the house, you can just go through the West House Lixiangyuan.”

“It’s settled. I’ll tell the Marquis when I get back.”

“Sister Keqing, the Marquis has brought me so many fun things.”

As Xiao Dong’er spoke, she chattered away and shared with Qin Keqing the various rare and precious toys that Jia Cong had specially asked people to collect for her from outside.

………

Hou Mansion
study
“I, the poor nun Jingyue, greet the Marquis!”

Judge Wen led a middle-aged nun into the study.

It was Miaoyu’s uncle, Master Jingyue from the Muni Temple outside the city of Shenjing.

The strength of the middle stage of the third realm of spiritual refining.

“Get up.”

“Sister Miaoyu should have told you everything, right?”

For all the gods under Jia Cong’s command, the divine body is the basis, and the external manifestation is just the appearance.

In addition, Miaoyu usually appeared in the form of three heads and six arms when she attacked.

Therefore, except for Jia Cong, Baochai and a very few others, no one knows that the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect has become the Chief Director of the Yin and Yang Department of Ten Prefectures under Jia Cong.

Originally, I wanted to use the Jingyue line to draw out more hidden forces of the White Lotus Sect.

However, the ghosts and gods of Daxing County had been watching the Muni Temple for several months, but they saw that it did not make any move to inform the White Lotus Sect.

Only then did Jia Cong call him over.

“My Lord, I was saved by the late Crown Prince.”

“This life belongs to Your Highness. I will do whatever Your Highness tells me to do!”

While Jia Cong was looking at Jingyue, Jingyue was also carefully looking at the powerful Marquis Jing’an in the Shenjing City with her peripheral vision.

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(End of this chapter)