Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 104 The God of War Prince in a Wheelchair (32)

Mrs. Cheng Engong was proud of herself, and her smile never faded.

Although Lin Bi is the daughter of a concubine, she is now the queen of a country, and Mrs. Cheng Engong, as her mother, has a bright face.

I don't know who said: "Yuan Wang and Yuan Wangfei are here."

The people who were talking and laughing were silent for a moment, and looked at Chu Yuanqing one after another.

When their eyes touched the well-dressed building makeup beside the man, everyone first showed surprise on their faces, and then felt a little pity in their hearts.

Princess Yuan is a beauty, it's a pity to marry a crippled King Yuan.

Mrs. Cheng Engong saw that everyone's attention was attracted by the makeup, her face was a little cold, but she soon put on a smile again.

"Zhuanger." She called out with a gentle tone, "Auntie hasn't seen you for quite a while, how are you doing?"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lou Zhuang's complexion is rosy, and his expression is leisurely and comfortable, obviously living a good life.

But Mrs. Cheng Engong, as the queen's mother, has long regarded Chu Yuanqing as a thorn in her side, and she can't wait to get rid of it as soon as possible.

Only when Chu Yuanqing died, no one threatened Chu Mingcheng's throne.

Only when Chu Mingcheng sits in that position can the status of Duke Cheng'en's mansion be stabilized forever.

Lou Zhuang and her flirtatiously said: "Thank you for your concern, Auntie, I'm fine."

Mrs. Cheng Engong covered her mouth and laughed, didn't say anything, and continued talking to the woman beside her.

In the huge Guanju Palace, there were nearly a hundred courtiers and female family members, but none of them came forward to talk to Chu Yuanqing and Lou Zhuang.

The two people's side was deserted, in stark contrast to the bustle around them.

Chu Mingcheng walked into the hall with Lin Bi, and when he saw this scene, a look of satisfaction flashed across his eyes.

So what about the eldest son, what about the orthodoxy of the royal family, he is still sitting in a wheelchair, enduring humiliation and bowing his head to him.

The empress sat on the throne, and Chu Mingcheng looked down at Chu Yuanqing: "Is my nephew feeling better?"

Chu Yuanqing had a calm expression on his face, and played with the jade ornaments on Lou Zhuang's waist with his long fingers, with a contemptuous attitude: "Very good."

There was a glint of prey in Chu Mingcheng's eyes, and it was fleeting.

He laughed twice, as if he was relieved by the good relationship between Yuan Wang and his wife: "Now that you are married, the emperor's brother and sister-in-law can rest in peace in the spirit of heaven."

rest in peace?

A blush flashed across Chu Yuanqing's eyes. After the previous encounter, his raging killing intent was restrained so well that even Chu Mingcheng didn't notice it.

"The emperor's uncle treated me so kindly, just like the emperor's father and mother took care of you when he was young. They will be very pleased to know."

Chu Mingcheng's hand holding the wine cup trembled for a moment, and was noticed by Lin Bi who was observing the makeup.

She covered her mouth with a smile, and said charmingly: "I haven't seen Zhuang'er for a long time, after the palace banquet is over, I have to go to Bengong's place to talk to Bengong."

Lou makeup: duck does not have to.

But with so many people watching, Lou Zhuang still nodded and said, "Okay."

Chu Mingcheng heaved a sigh of relief, waved his sleeves, raised his wine cup and spoke loudly.

"Today is the queen's birthday. Originally, the queen didn't plan to make a big deal, but I wanted to have a good time with all my lovers."

After finishing the nonsense, Chu Mingcheng drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

The courtiers and female relatives raised their glasses one after another.

Chu Mingcheng has been paying attention to Chu Yuanqing, and he doesn't want him to feel better, so he said with a smile: "Yuan Qing can't drink alcohol?"

Without waiting for Chu Yuanqing to reply, he glanced at Lou Zhuang: "If you can't drink, just ask your niece and daughter-in-law to drink for you."

Chu Yuanqing narrowed his eyes and said lazily, "No need."

　Want a Chu Yuanqing?
　　The sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is chaotic and looks a little pitiful, but the spiritual tentacles are particularly sticky.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)