She was both aggrieved and scared.

What was wronged was that the King of Qin didn't care about her at all, and what was scared was that if King of Qin really had a temper and sent her back to the Xue family, she would become the number one joke in the big Zhou.

After thinking about it, Xue Yiru decided to go to the palace to ask for the Empress Dowager.

Chengqian Palace.

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

She stood up and left without saying a word.

"Dai'er!" Zhao Yuan grabbed her arm, "Where are you going?"

"I'm dead!"

Yun Dai said angrily.

Seeing her angry as a furious little lion, Zhao Yuan couldn't help laughing: "Don't talk nonsense. Look at you, is that what?"

Yun Dai said coldly: "What did you mean just now? Didn't you hold a sword and want to kill me?"

"How could I kill you? I just want to give it a try..."

"What to try?" Yun Dai approached him, "Zhao Yuan, are you really going to go to heaven now. Hold the sword and stab my neck?"

Zhao Yuan took a step back: "My hands are very accurate, and it is absolutely impossible to stab you... it's so far away."

Yun Dai said angrily: "What if I was moving at that time? Wouldn't your sword have cut my throat? Zhao Yuan, you bastard!"

She grabbed a bunch of folds at her hand and threw them in his face.

Zhao Yuan was thrown away with his head and face.

he:"……"

It has been too long since the death of the late emperor and the feeling of being thrown into pieces on his face...

"Daier, calm down first..."

"I can't calm down!" Yun Dai grabbed the pen shelf on the table and threw it over.

More than a dozen large and small red pens hit Zhao Yuan.

Before Zhao Yuan could come back to his senses, the entire inkstone flew over again, and the ink inside sprinkled his dragon robe everywhere.

Liu Dequan ran in after hearing the news. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was frightened and stood there, opening his mouth wide, not knowing what to do.

Yun Dai was so angry.

She grabbed something casually and threw it at Zhao Yuan, smashing the entire Chengqian Palace into pieces.

What are vases, cups, tables, chairs, benches, and folded books and papers.

Everything she could hold was smashed.

If I couldn't pick it up, I kicked it over with the pair of deer leather boots on my feet.

Zhao Yuan stood in the middle of a mess, with paper scraps on his hair, dust on his face, and red and black ink on his dragon robe.

Yun Dai walked around Chengqian Palace and couldn't find anything to smash. He picked up the sword and threw it into Zhao Yuan's hand, and said angrily: "You might as well stab me to death with one sword now, so as to save you from being suspicious all day!"

Zhao Yuan remained motionless.

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

What else do you care about?

There was nothing decent in the whole house except this sword.

He was stunned.

I can't believe what I saw in front of me.

"You, are you crazy?" he asked stammeringly.

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

Tired of smashing.

Zhao Yuan looked around.

The Chengqian Palace, which was once pure and luxurious, has become a chicken coop.

At this time, Liu Dequan finally found his soul, hurried over, and asked in a trembling voice: "Master, are you okay?"

"Get out." Zhao Yuan shouted.

"Yes, yes, yes, get out, get out right away!" Liu Dequan ran away in a hurry.

The hall is quiet.

Zhao Yuan raised his feet from the pile of ruins, walked to Yun Dai, bent down and squatted in front of her, and reached out to touch her forehead.
Chapter completed!