Everyone burst into laughter. It turned out that this silly boy was still kept in the dark. Jiang Cheng looked at this guy with pity in his eyes. It seemed that this Prime Minister, the only son of the pillar of the country, was not an easy person to help up.
Just when the garden had sunk into a strange silence, Xiao Lizi suddenly ran over in a panic and whispered, "Not good, not good! Not good!"
Jiang Cheng slightly squinted his eyes, "What's wrong?
Her Royal Highness is here! " Little Lizi said breathlessly, "She hasn't been to this garden for half a year!"
Jiang Cheng nodded noncommittally. At this time, this infamous princess who scared poor Little Lizi to the point of trembling all over suddenly came to the pool of debauchery. There could only be two reasons. First, Her Royal Highness was lonely in her boudoir and finally thought of using these gigolos. Second, Her Royal Highness was in a bad mood and wanted to kill someone. Either of these two reasons was not good news for Jiang Cheng.
Creak. The door to the garden was gently pushed open by an inner palace guard, and then the princess slowly walked in wearing a tight black dress.
Her Royal Highness' indifferent and somewhat cruel gaze swept over everyone who felt uncomfortable all over. It was not until the atmosphere in the garden was extremely oppressive that Her Royal Highness opened her mouth and said, "Everyone has been here for a while."
Little Lizi hurriedly replied respectfully, "Reporting to Princess, it has been three years."
"Yes." Her Royal Highness nodded lightly and then continued, "In these three years, I have indeed spent a lot of money in this garden."
This time, no one said anything. Since the enjoyment of the pool of debauchery was called the level of an emperor, it was naturally supported by an astronomical amount of shining white silver. Although no one knew Her Royal Highness's purpose in doing so, the money was indeed spent.
The people who were still standing in the pool couldn't help but feel a chill. Her Royal Highness meant that they had wasted too much money, so today it was time to pay the price?
Do you know why I'm spending all this money? Her Royal Highness raised her hand and pointed at a man standing in the pool. Her tone was ice-cold.
Everyone's eyes followed the princess' finger and focused on the man. The guy suddenly trembled and then knelt on the ground in panic. He kowtowed repeatedly and said, "I don't know."
Those who didn't know were innocent, but they had to die. Her Royal Highness said indifferently. Then, the two guards standing beside her leaped up like lightning.
Then, like two ferocious tigers, they rushed into the wine pool. Amidst the exclamations of the crowd, they fished out the naked man and threw him out of the garden.
Everyone was frightened. For such a long time, Her Royal Highness had never asked this question. Perhaps even she herself did not know this purpose. Could it be that Her Royal Highness was really here to kill?
Do you know why I'm spending all this money? The Princess turned her head and asked Zhao Yaya.
It was obviously not the first time that Zhao Yaya had seen such a scene. She replied gently, "Your Royal Highness, it's either a cover-up or a indulgent expression. In short, it has a lot to do with the late emperor. As for which one it is, it depends on Your Royal Highness."
A cold smile appeared on Her Royal Highness' face, and then she said in a low voice, "You can even guess it. It seems that I haven't concealed it well enough."
Zhao Yaya smiled and did not continue to speak. This was what her father had told her before she came to this place. Naturally, there couldn't be any problem.
Then what's your answer? Her Royal Highness glanced at Jiang Cheng and said with a faint smile.
In my opinion, Her Royal Highness just wants to drown all the vermin of the empire in this pool of wine and in this forest of flesh, to prevent them from posing any substantial threat because of their status and background. Jiang Cheng said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
The Princess' eyes lit up slightly, and then she continued to ask, "Why do you think so?
Among these people, based on your attitude towards Young Master Zhao and his status, a person of his background can't be released from this state of house arrest just because of a satisfactory answer. It is enough to show that these people are the descendants of the pillars of the empire, and most of them must be rich playboys. "
Jiang Cheng continued, "I don't know what Her Royal Highness wants to do, but what I know is that anyone who comes to this garden must die.
As for when and how, I really can't guess. "
A smile appeared on Her Royal Highness' beautiful face, "Not bad, it seems that the second son of the Qin Family does have some ability."
Her Royal Highness, although General Qin has the heart of a disloyal subject, his contribution to the empire is still objective. I still hope that Her Royal Highness won't kill him with one blow.
At least give this Young Master Qin Hu a chance to enter the Deathmatch Camp and serve you loyally. " Steward Xiao said in a low voice.
Xiao Mu, don't you know that your good feelings can kill people? Her Royal Highness' voice became colder.
I understand, but I am absolutely loyal to Her Royal Highness. Everything I do is from Her Royal Highness' point of view, and I don't think this will do any harm to Her Royal Highness. "
At this point, he glanced at Jiang Cheng, who was still standing at the same spot, and said with gritted teeth, "Qin Hu's performance is different from the others, I think it is better to give him this chance."
Her Royal Highness nodded noncommittally, then turned around and asked, "How is General Qin?
We are still investigating him, but he is not dead yet. " A guard said indifferently.
Alright, then I'll bring this Young Master Qin Hu to see his father. Her Royal Highness nodded, then smiled and said, "I want to see what kind of expectations General Qin, who was once one of the top ten generals of the continent, has for his son."
About an hour later, Qin Hu met his cheapskate father in this world, Qin Sheng. This commander-in-chief of the Donghua Empire's West Army, who once held military power and could be said to be in charge of a region, was just sitting quietly on the ground with an enigmatic smile on his face and a body full of shocking scars. No one knew what he was thinking about.
Jiang Cheng did not know whether Qin Long had time to tell General Qin Sheng what he had told him.
If he did not, then the situation should be a little troublesome. However, the arrow on the bow had to be fired, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Father."
"You are here?" Qin Sheng raised his head slightly and stared at the young man in front of him, "What are you doing here? Making fun of me?
I am about to enter the Deathmatch Camp. Her Royal Highness, please have mercy and allow me to see you. " Jiang Cheng's tone was a little complicated. Of course, he could also see the fatigue and disappointment on this General Qin's face.
Qin Sheng's eyes slightly widened, and then he said lightly, "Deathmatch Camp? This damn crazy woman did not even let go of the Deathmatch Camp? "
Jiang Cheng was also stunned. Why did his cheap father mean that the princess wanted to make this majestic place, which sounded like a military camp, into her harem? But no matter how he looked at it, this princess did not look like the kind of person who would indulge in love.
Qin Sheng smiled lightly and did not say anything. Instead, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it. Go ahead. With your qualifications, it is the same wherever you go."
This sentence was not really a compliment, but Jiang Cheng felt a warm current flowing in his heart. He nodded, turned around, and walked out with the imperial guard beside him.
They were so fast that they did not even see the glint of tears in Qin Sheng's eyes.
Four hours later, Jiang Cheng was already standing in front of the Deathmatch Camp. The Deathmatch Camp was located in a valley with an extremely harsh environment in the northern suburbs of the capital. From the limited communication with this imperial guard, he already knew that the most elite army of the Donghua Empire, the Central Army, and many strong fighters came from this Deathmatch Camp.
But now, due to the absence of the main person in charge of this Deathmatch Camp, it had long lost its former glory. If it were not for the princess, the de facto ruler of the empire, who still provided the necessary resources here, perhaps these trained soldiers in the Deathmatch Camp with excessive hormones would have long become monsters who would bring disaster to the capital.
This was the Deathmatch Camp, the place that all the empire's soldiers dreamed of entering. It was a hell, but also a paradise.
There was an inexplicable meaning in the voice of the imperial guard. The departure of the former Emperor had changed the entire Empire.
Jiang Cheng did not know how to answer. He just maintained his silence and walked into this place that would certainly accompany him for a long time, amidst the rumbling sound of the heavy door being slowly opened.
As soon as he entered the Deathmatch Camp, Jiang Cheng felt a strong murderous aura that was almost the same as when he was training with the special forces in the mountains. However, he did not know why this kind of murderous aura had an incomparably strange fierceness and bloodthirstiness.
After walking for a short while, Jiang Cheng stopped in his tracks. The imperial guard beside him, who had been following the princess for a long time, also stopped in his tracks. The arrogant expression on his face not long ago had long turned into one of extreme respect.
What did she do? The person who had her back to them was a tall woman with devilishly long white hair.
From the smooth lines of her body, which contained infinite terrifying explosive power, it was not difficult to infer that this woman must be someone that Jiang City could only look up to at the moment.
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