Chapter 4512: Facing This Face Will Give You Nightmares

Qian'er had no choice but to go to the waiter's carriage and ask him for money.

The waiter said: "What's the use of giving her money? Looking at her like this, I'm afraid she won't live long. If she stays here like a mangy dog, she will be tortured to death by those people sooner or later."

Zhaohui heard the word "mangy dog" in her ears, raised her head suddenly, and said sternly: "You bastard! Who did I become like this to save? You don't care, why bother to be sarcastic? I, Zhaohui, have a grudge against you?"

The waiter said calmly: "Looking at you like this, ghosts are afraid of you. Even saying you are a mangy dog ​​is flattering you."

A strong anger arose in Zhaohui's heart.

She stood up suddenly and stared at the waiter.

His eyes were fierce, like a wounded but struggling beast.

Anyone who is stared at by such a look will be heartbroken.

But the waiter didn't care at all.

It seems that in his eyes, Zhaohui is really just a dog.

Zhaohui stared at Xiao Er for a moment, then suddenly turned around and knelt down in front of Qian'er.

"What do you do?" the child asked.

"Please princess, please take Zhaohui in." Zhaohui kowtowed to them, "Please princess, take me away. As long as my face can be cured, I am willing to be a slave and maidservant and serve the princess all my life."

Qian'er pulled her up: "Zhaohui, you saved us, I won't let you be a slave. I promise you, I will cure your face and settle your life. I will make you decent. Live life.”

Zhaohui insisted and kowtowed to them again before standing up.

Qian'er said to the child: "You go to the second prince-in-law's carriage, and let Zhaohui and I ride in the same carriage."

The child was very reluctant: "I don't want to go. Shui Yijun's carriage will smoke someone to death. It's better to let this girl go to Shui Yijun's place."

"You're being generous, and they have nothing to do with each other. How can they live in the same carriage? No nonsense." Qian'er glared at her and pulled Zhaohui back to her carriage, "That's it!"

When passing Xiao Er's carriage, Zhaohui raised her head and glanced at him.

Her eyes were complicated.

The waiter said lazily: "Qian'er, you have to think clearly. Facing such a face day and night will give you nightmares at night."

"Xiaoer, you should be more virtuous." Qian'er glared at him, "Without Zhaohui, you would have been burned to ashes long ago, and you would still be able to be so evil here."

"I'm going to die. I didn't ask her to save me, and I don't owe her anything. It's you, Qian'er. Don't take the initiative to do things for me. I won't be grateful to you for it. If this causes any trouble in the future, Come on, don’t blame me.”

"You." Qian'er had nothing to do with him, "Zhaohui also saved me, and I am willing to repay her. No matter what happens in the future, it will have nothing to do with you. Are you satisfied?"

Not only her, but also his father, the emperor, his mother, the queen and his brother, no one could do anything to him.

Zhaohui suddenly said: "Your Majesty, I am not a lunatic. How can I still harm you and the princess? But I also want to say that I will definitely become very powerful and powerful, and you will never be able to ridicule me unscrupulously again!"

"Then we'll see."

The waiter casually lowered the curtain to isolate her ferocious face.

Along the way, Qian'er asked Zhaohui to stay in her carriage. Unless necessary, she rarely got off the carriage. Most of the time, the waiter and the young child would forget that there was such a person in the carriage.

Two months later, on a snowy evening, the motorcade slowly entered the city gate of Kyoto.

The emperor led hundreds of officials to greet him personally.