Chapter 412

The two men who had just been knocked down by Zhou Leping woke up. One of them gave her a stick while Zhou Leping was not defending. She knelt down on one knee with one hand and barely fell down, but her back neck was hot and humid. She stretched out her hand and wiped it. It turned out that it was bleeding. The man swaggered up to her. Although he had just been beaten badly, he didn't care how to win. As long as he won in the end, he went up to stir up Zhou Leping's chin and smile successfully. "You are more handsome than that one, but it's too fierce. It's not good for a woman to be so fierce. She still looks good now." Zhou Leping spat on his face and stood up wobbly, "how dare you be so shameless in front of me as a pig and dog?" She stood up straight, wiped the blood on the back of her head, loosened her bones and muscles, and spat out a mouthful of blood. She laughed again, "I've killed many people, but you are Zhou Leping. You're never a cruel person. If you can kill someone with a single blow, you'll never mend the second knife. She never does that kind of trivial torture. But this time, for the first time, she has that kind of cruel idea. She doesn't want these three people to die too happily, A cold glance, light way, "don't let them go too happy." Two soldiers knew each other and carried people to the corner of the wall on the other side. Soon they heard one after another screams. For the first time, Zhou Leping thought that the screams could be very pleasant. The imperial concubine was lying on the horse's back, mumbling such words as "don't come here", "get out of here", "Shan Ning help me". Zhou Leping gently patted her back to comfort her, "it's OK. Those people who hurt you are dead. It's OK, sister-in-law. We'll go home now." The princess shook her head with tears on her face. "If you don't go home, I'll... I'll go to find Shan Ning. He's still waiting for me in Putuo temple. I'll go to find him!" Zhou Leping's nose was sour and he didn't shed two tears. "Your Highness is not in Putuo temple. Let's go back. Let's go back... Let me ask Zhu GuanLiang to help you find him, OK?" But the imperial concubine was just like a demon. She couldn't hear a word of Zhou Leping's words, so she kept muttering that she wanted to go to Putuo temple. If she didn't go, she wouldn't go home. Zhou Leping had no choice but to ask the soldiers to find a carriage, buy a new suit of clothes for her, and then the carriage rolled to Putuo temple while there was still light in the evening. The fate of those three people is self-evident, and Zhou Leping did not ask again. No matter how they died, they were not regretful. Shan Ning is not in Putuo temple, and they will only go in vain. Zhou Leping told the imperial concubine again and again, but the imperial concubine couldn't listen to him. She was also grooming her hair and wiping her tears. "I want to see him beautifully. I'm so kind, how can he leave me to go out? I'm going to bring him back. " Just a moment ago, he vowed, and after a while, he was not confident. He asked Zhou Leping nervously and uneasily, "but... Will he dislike me? I... I'm like this... He won't want me, will he? "“ No, it's too late for your highness to feel distressed. How can he not want you? " He said so, but he thought about what to do if he couldn't see anyone in Putuo temple for a while? By the time they arrived at Putuo temple, it was dark through, and the wound on the back of Zhou Leping's head had scabbed. It was painful. Her eyes were full of stars, and her head seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She just wanted to fall down and have a good sleep. The great imperial concubine tidied up and knocked on the door of Putuo temple. First, she asked. People said that there was no new monk, let alone the great prince named Shan Ning. The great imperial concubine didn't believe it and rushed in to search. The monks in the temple stopped her and said that she was disrespectful to the Buddha. The great imperial concubine couldn't listen to it and even began to beat people. At last, the monks in the temple gave in and called out all the monks to the imperial concubine to identify them. The imperial concubine looked at them one by one. No, No. It is self-evident that the hope of heart and mind is broken in a moment, and the great imperial concubine has experienced such a thing before. Zhou Leping really had no strength. She asked someone to help the imperial concubine back to the chariot and apologize to the abbot. The moon was so high in the sky that she was tired. She got into the carriage and drove back to the capital. Strangely enough, the imperial concubine stopped crying, but she was stunned. Zhou Leping reached out and touched her. The imperial concubine immediately knocked off her hand and patted her clothes, as if she had just touched her finger.