The Evil King's Favorite: The Princess Is Too Cruel

sunset.

The afterglow of the sun shines on the barren mountains, illuminating the bare hillsides and emitting bits of golden light.

Suddenly, a group of people came out from behind the hillside, including men and women, old and young. They were Su Han and six other guards and Su Qingning's family of four.

Not far ahead was a small county town called Anyang County. Although it was already dusk, the city gate was still bustling with people. After waiting in line for a while, Su Qingning and the others entered the city.

Their team of men, women, young and old was already quite eye-catching, but there were five people in the team who were always twisting their bodies and grabbing at things with their hands.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Su Han frowned, his eyes full of displeasure. "You've been twisting and turning all the way, and you still won't stop? Aren't you embarrassed enough?"

"Captain of the Guard, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that." Zhang Qing's face was full of embarrassment and awkwardness. He scratched his body and explained, "I don't know what happened, I just suddenly felt itchy."

As soon as Zhang Qing finished speaking, the other guards nodded in agreement, "Me too, me too. It felt like hundreds of lice had suddenly grown on my body. It was so itchy."

Upon hearing the guards' description, the young Su Qingyu immediately revealed an expression of shock and disgust. He shouted, "Oh my God, uncles, you have lice on your bodies! How long has it been since you last showered?!"

"Eh~ It's so dirty." Su Qingyu said as she fanned her nose with her little hands, as if to blow away some smell.

His soft voice was just loud enough for passers-by to hear. Everyone immediately covered their noses and showed disgusted expressions towards Zhang Qing and the other five guards.

Since becoming the guards of the Su family, Zhang Qing and others have rarely been looked down upon or despised by others. Today, when he felt the disgusted eyes of others again, Zhang Qing couldn't help but recall the scene of himself being humiliated. He immediately became angry and raised his fist at Su Qingyu.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you little brat!"

Zhang Qing glared at Su Qingyu with a distorted expression and raised his fist to hit him.

Su Qingning's eyes flashed with a murderous gleam, and she immediately felt the urge to kill. However, before she could make a move, Zhang Qing's wrist was grabbed by Su Han.

"Zhang Qing, how dare you!" Su Han forcefully shook off Zhang Qing's hand, glaring at him with an icy expression. He warned him coldly, "Seventh Young Master is the master, and you are his guard. Don't put the cart before the horse and forget your own identity. If I see you disrespecting the master again, don't blame me for being ruthless. I'll kill you with one blow!"

Su Han was very strong and clearly angry. Zhang Qing stumbled a few steps before he could regain his balance. He lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and clenched his hands tightly, trying desperately to suppress the anger in his heart.

Zhang Qing was very dissatisfied. In his opinion, Yun Ruopiao, Su Qingning and Su Qingyu were all poor people abandoned by the Su family and were not masters at all; even if he really beat them, no one in the Su family would stand up for them.

But Su Han just likes to meddle in other people's business and act like a good guy. Zhang Qing thinks he is very hypocritical, but he is also afraid of his identity as the captain of the guards. He dare not confront him openly and can only swallow his anger temporarily.

"Yes, I understand." Zhang Qing responded reluctantly.

"Hmph!" Su Han snorted coldly and ignored Zhang Qing. Instead, he protected Su Qingning's family to find an inn to stay.

Zhang Qing followed behind the team, staring at Su Qingyu who was held in the arms of Nanny Zhang with resentment in his small eyes, and thought with gritted teeth: You little bastard, don't be so complacent, sooner or later, I will kill you!

At this time, Zhang Qing was still fantasizing about how to torture Su Qingyu in the future, but he didn't know that his previous behavior had completely angered Su Qingning, and he didn't know that he had no chance to return to the Su family alive.

Before the sun completely set, Su Han finally found an inn with pretty good conditions. He originally wanted to book three high-quality guest rooms for Su Qingning's family, with Yun Ruopiao and Su Qingning each staying in one, and Nanny Zhang and Su Qingyu staying in one.

However, with the shadow of her previous life, Su Qingning was worried that someone would frame Yun Ruopiao at night, so she only asked Su Han to book two superior guest rooms, and she and her mother Yun Ruopiao stayed in one.

After the room was opened, except for Su Han, the other five guards rushed into the room impatiently. They were so itchy that they wanted to take a shower urgently.

However, they did not know that they were poisoned, and they did not know that the poison was Su Qingning's special itching powder. Taking a shower would not help at all and would only make the itchiness worse. Unless they took the antidote, they could only resist it for twelve hours before the effect of the drug slowly wore off.

Looking at the backs of the five people who couldn't wait to leave, Su Qingning had a blank expression on her face, with only a cold smile in her eyes.

When Zhang Qing passed by Su Qingning, Su Qingning added a little more stuff to him without anyone noticing. It was a poison called Notorious, which would make a person emit a foul odor that could be spread three meters away.

So, Wu Feng, the guard who shared a room with Zhang Qing, was in a terrible state. He had just finished his shower, but the itchiness on his body hadn't subsided, and it had only gotten worse, which had already made him very irritable. As a result, as soon as he came out, he smelled Zhang Qing's foul odor, which almost made him vomit.

"Fuck! Zhang Qing, did you fall into a toilet?" Wu Feng covered his nose and backed away, his brows furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly, his eyes filled with disgust. "You stink! Stay away from me."

Zhang Qing's face had already turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He stared at Wu Feng, his face full of anger.

"Wu Feng, if you can't speak, just shut up. Who the hell are you calling stinky? Believe it or not, I'll rip your mouth off!"

"Hmph, I'll tell anyone who agrees." Wu Feng covered his nose. He was at least three meters away from Zhang Qing. He said speechlessly, "Zhang Qing, is your nose blocked? Can't you smell your own odor? I'm not kidding you. You really stink."

"Ugh~" Wu Feng couldn't help but dry heave as he spoke.

Seeing that Wu Feng did not look like he was faking it, Zhang Qing could not help but start to get suspicious. He raised his arm and put it in front of his nose to take a deep sniff, and then he almost fainted from the stench.

"Fuck, why is it so smelly, ugh~"

Zhang Qing's self-loathing made Wu Feng laugh. He covered his nose and laughed, "Damn, did you lose your sense of smell before? You only smell it now?"

"Okay, stop dawdling and go take a shower! If you stay here any longer, I'm worried that you'll make the room stink." Wu Feng drove Zhang Qing away with disgust and told him to take a shower quickly.

Zhang Qing's face flushed red, out of embarrassment and shame, but he didn't have the heart to argue with Wu Feng now. He just wanted to wash off the stench on his body quickly.

It’s a pity that this stench cannot be washed away and he is destined to be notorious.