Everyone bowed to Hui Ruqing as if they were courtiers: "I have met Your Highness!"

Hui Ruqing nodded slightly: "Let's do it!"

At this moment, an old voice came from a distance: "Let's wait until he teaches the scriptures before we make any calculations!"

Pu Jing, Li Fuzi and others looked at Hui Ruqing.

Hui Ruqing's eyelids were slightly sunken, her expression difficult to distinguish, she turned and walked away, her posture calm and elegant: "Then let's keep him for a few days as Mr. Dongfang said."

Xin Zhuo watched Hui Ruqing go away. He regretted a little and regretted why he didn't deal with this woman earlier.

Then he looked at everyone and smiled: "What if I don't teach?"

The sound of Hui Ruqing's servant coughing could be heard in the distance, and a team of golden-armored palace masters escorted six people out.

Cui Yinger, Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi, Han Qiniang and Han Jiulang.

The six people had been beaten, their clothes were in tatters, covered with blood, and their faces were pale. They glanced at the head of the family with difficulty, and opened their mouths, as if they wanted to tell about the sudden change and complain about their grievances, but they were stopped by the masters of the golden armor palace, and then

Take it away.

Xin Zhuo sighed: "It's really sudden. It's hard to imagine that a person can have eight hundred thoughts."

Inexplicably, Cui Ying'er's words when she first met Wangyuejing came to mind:
Chapter completed!