Madam, did she abuse the scum today?

Chapter 157 Are You Seriously Disregarding Bengong?

She wasn't afraid that those concubines who were envious of Brother Jing's favor would arrange her, but she was afraid that she would be humiliated by him, and he would be ridiculed and humiliated by those princes and princesses poking his spine.

She knew that what happened on the wedding night had already made him suffer all the cynicism and ridicule from those concubines who flattered him.

She didn't want to trouble him.

Blinking his eyes and gathering his thoughts, Chu Xingwan looked up at him and smiled softly, "Brother Jing, I can go by myself, you can lead me."

"it is good."

He stretched out his hand to hold her soft and boneless little hand, clasped his fingers tightly with her, and Murong Jing led her towards the Palace of Worry-free.

"Your Highness, Concubine Chu."

The palace guards at the side saluted and greeted them one after another.

After stepping into the gate of the Temple of Worry, compared to the outside, the inside of the hall is much deserted.

The forget-sorrow grass all over the courtyard swayed gently under the breeze, bringing bursts of green grass fragrance.

This was Chu Xingwan's first visit to the Palace of Sanctuary, looking at the deserted palace, which was completely different from the luxury she had imagined, a hint of doubt flashed across her eyes.

Turning her head to look at Murong Jing, she blinked and whispered, "Brother Jing, why is mother's bedroom so deserted, there isn't even a palace attendant?"

"Mother likes to be quiet and doesn't want to disturb. Moreover, there are many small animals in her palace. You just follow me in a while. Don't run around. If you are in danger, I will not be able to save you in time."

Touching the top of her head, Murong Jing frowned, looked at her seriously, and gave serious instructions.

Although Chu Xingwan was curious about what he said, he obediently responded, "Okay."

The two walked through the courtyard and walked towards the main hall.

"Third Highness, the queen is talking to the imperial concubine, please wait a moment."

"Step aside!"

The female officer was not shocked by his cold and murderous words, she still stood there motionless.

Murong Jing looked sullenly at the two female officers who blocked his way, and a look of cruelty flashed quickly in his eyes.

"Brother Jing."

The soft voice rang in his ears, calming his furious emotions.

Looking down at her pale and disturbed little face, he suppressed the anger in his heart and the tyranny in his eyes, and gently rubbed the top of her hair, "Wanwan, don't be afraid."

After saying that, he put his arm around her slender waist and stood quietly under the steps, waiting.

From time to time, he raised his head to glance into the main hall, and Murong Jing was very anxious.

Mother has just woken up, what if that poisonous woman, Empress Zhao, makes things difficult for her?
Thinking of this, he couldn't stand anymore, and gently let go of Chu Xingwan. Murong Jing took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Get out of the way, don't force me to do it!"

"Third Highness, please be calm."

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Murong Jing glanced at the two female officers sullenly, and sternly said, "You're courting death!"

Before the words fell, the two female officials flew out like kites with broken strings.

"Touch!" The body fell heavily on the flowerbed, overwhelming a large area of ​​forgetfulness grass.

The poisonous scorpions, poisonous toads, etc. that inhabited the forget-sorrow grass were disturbed, and immediately crawled out and climbed up their thighs.

"what!!"

Before the two female officials could recover from the severe pain of shattering internal organs, they were so scared by the poisonous substances such as scorpions and toads densely covered on their bodies that they turned pale and screamed!

The piercing screams pierced the sky and echoed over the entire Temple of Sanctuary, lingering for a long time.

In the main hall, after talking with Ji Wuyou, Empress Zhao who was about to get up and leave suddenly changed her expression when she heard the exclamation of the palace servants. After giving Ji Wuyou a warning look, she turned around and took two A palace man hurriedly walked towards the outside of the hall.

Ji Wuyou, who was pale and almost transparent, was half lying on the bed weakly, watching the back of her leaving in a hurry, her eyes flashed, and the slightly drooping eyelids covered the flash of coldness in her eyes.

"Cough-cough-"

Covering her mouth with her hands and coughing violently, Anu, who was guarding the bed, immediately handed her a handkerchief, and took the handkerchief to cover her mouth, her throat twitched, and after a while, she stopped coughing.

"Master, you vomit blood, are you okay?"

Looking at the bright red blood on the white juan handkerchief, Ji Wuyou shook his head indifferently, threw the handkerchief into the trash can, looked up at Anu who looked panicked, and gently rubbed the handkerchief. The top of her hair pulled the corner of her lips weakly.

"Anu, don't worry, my sister is fine, go out and help my sister find out what's going on outside."

"But..." Anu looked at her worriedly, showing hesitation.

"Hey, go ahead, I'm fine. Go and see if Jing'er and Wanwan are here. If so, let them in and don't make him mess up."

"Ok."

Outside the hall, Murong Jing looked gloomy and coldly at the two female officials who were lying on the ground, clutching their stomachs and looking pained, a gleam of pleasure flashed across his eyes.

He finally understands why Gu Xuan always likes to stretch his legs and kick people, why that stupid bun Gu Annuan and that crazy woman Mu Jinxi always like to hit him in the stomach.

The feeling of kicking people is indeed much more comfortable than beating people directly!
Pulling the corner of his lips, he raised his foot and was about to kick the two female officers again, but was stopped by an angry scolding sound.

"Third brother, stop this Gong!"

Empress Zhao stood on the steps with a gloomy face, looking at Murong Jing's back with her beautiful eyes, and let out a stern voice.

Hearing her words, Murong Jing only paused when he raised his foot, and then he kicked it down mercilessly.

"what--"

Two more shrill screams sounded, Murong Jing turned his head to look at Queen Zhao, who was burning with anger, suppressed the anger on his face, gently pulled the corners of his lips, revealed a very warm smile, and respectfully called out Voice, "Mother's Queen."

"Third son, you really don't pay attention to the queen mother, Bengong, do you?"

Staring at Murong Jing with an angry face, her eyes fell on the two female officials who looked painful. Empress Zhao kept stroking her chest, feeling her lungs were about to explode from the anger of this arrogant and reckless Lizi!
"The empress mother is serious. The empress mother is the son's aunt, how dare the son disrespect the aunt."

Looking at Queen Zhao with a smile, Murong Jing said in a gentle voice, but the smile couldn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

"I don't know what mother said about the Palace of Worry-free later? Why didn't I tell my son first, and my son came to the Palace of Worry-free earlier, to greet my mother, and to talk with my mother."

"I just heard that the imperial concubine is awake, so I came to see her."

Pressing the swollen eyebrows, Empress Zhao's beautiful eyes swept sharply at Murong Jing, who was full of false smiles, and felt that she was an eyesore no matter how she looked, she frowned coldly.

"I just talked to the imperial concubine for a while, the third child can't even wait for this time? To be so cruel to the female officials of the palace, the third child has long been resentful towards the palace, Today, by pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, killing chickens to make an example to monkeys, are you here to challenge me?"

"The mother's words are serious, and the son dare not."

"Heh!" Empress Zhao sneered, "Don't you dare? I think you are very brave!"

(End of this chapter)