On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Chapter 1207 Traces
"If you let others take advantage of you again, don't be the shopkeeper of Jiyue Tower anymore."

Meng Qingyou's eyes darkened a bit, her eyes full of forbearance, and she suddenly looked at him with a charming smile, her tone deliberately flattering.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I won't dare to do it anymore. You have a noble status. You are not only a relative of the Emperor, but also the number one businessman of the Emperor. If I offend you, I'm afraid even the Tutor won't be able to protect me. I will definitely listen to Your Majesty. Be honest. Do business as you should.”

Wei Junzhuo was the son of the eldest princess and was favored. He did not like political intrigues and was very good at doing business. Various industries were blossoming everywhere. Not to mention Tiansheng, I am afraid that the whole world might not be as rich as him.

And it was indeed because of his secret help that she was able to achieve what she had today... In short, she would never offend him like she did before.

Wei Junzhuo frowned, with an unhappy look on his face, "Don't smile so fakely in front of me. What are you afraid of? You have slapped me so many times in the past that you don't remember?"

Hearing this, Meng Qingyou seemed to have thought of something bad, her beautiful face suddenly stiffened, her face turned visibly white, and her red lips pursed tightly.

The next moment, the strength on his neck suddenly disappeared, and hot breath hit his face. Meng Qingyou's pupils suddenly tightened, and she instinctively looked away.

His eyes darkened, and he clasped her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"Don't hide."

Meng Qingyou looked at his unparalleledly handsome face and really didn't hide anymore. Her eyes were stubborn and her eyes were full of forbearance.

He looked at her reluctant eyes and felt an inexplicable stab in his heart. He lowered his head, leaned over and kissed her lips thoroughly.

After a while, Wei Junzhuo strode out of the box, his expression softened a lot, and his handsome face was no longer so gloomy.

In the dim box, Meng Qingyou's clothes were messy and she was leaning against the wall.

She looked down at her collar and saw a mark on her body. She frowned and raised her hand to wipe her lips hard.

"You bitch, he bites my neck every time!"

Meng Qingyou's face was full of irritation. She rearranged it until it was no longer visible, and then came out of the box. She looked calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

On the other side, Wei Jun came out of Jiyue Tower, and someone immediately greeted him respectfully, "Your Majesty."

Wei Junzhuo shook his folding fan, his handsome face was cold, and his eyes revealed a hint of terrifying murderous intent.

"The man in the third box from the left on the third floor of the Jiyue Tower will cut off his right hand. I want every finger of his to be chopped into pieces and then thrown to the dogs."

He would not forgive anyone who touched Meng Qingyou.

Bai Yan's heart was shaken, and he instantly guessed that it was that guy who had provoked Miss Qingyou, and the prince would only be angry for her, so he respectfully agreed, "I accept my orders!"

At that time, the palace of Princess Hancheng was filled with unprecedented excitement.

Many noble ladies and children from famous families in the capital were invited to the banquet. Everyone attended the banquet in costumes, sitting around in groups of three or two, or in groups of five toasting and drinking.

But what most people are talking about is Qin Yansu, the ninth prince who is famous in the capital.

The ladies were all dressed up more than the other, chatting and gossiping.

"It's almost time, why don't we see His Highness the Ninth Prince? I'm dressed so beautifully today, so I can't let it go to waste."

"Maybe I was delayed for a while on the way. His Highness Ninth Prince is deeply favored by the Emperor, so it's normal for him to be busy." "I really envy Miss Jiang. She became His Highness Ninth Prince's fiancée without saying a word. Being able to marry such a handsome man is really a blessing in my previous life. Good luck!"

Most of the women talked about Qin Yansu's appearance, but the disciples from famous families chattered endlessly about Qin Yansu's abilities.

"I was lucky enough to see His Highness the Ninth Prince from a distance once before when I went to the school grounds. You all don't know that His Highness's swordsmanship is superb. He is simply a powerful general. I have to admire him!"

"Not only that, His Highness Ninth Prince seems to be well versed in the art of war. He is extremely smart and has both civil and military skills. He is so powerful!"

A group of people were chattering away, and they seemed to have forgotten who the host of the banquet was today.

"A bunch of ignorant things." A woman wearing a bright yellow phoenix-patterned dress on a swing chair surrounded by flowers sneered disdainfully.

Her face is delicate and charming, with a sense of foreignness, but her whole person exudes a domineering temperament. She is Tiansheng's Princess Hancheng - Qin Mubai.

She looked at the chattering group with half-squinted almond eyes, thinking of Qin Yansu's noble daughter, with strong displeasure between her brows.

"If it wasn't to see him, who would want to call you here? It's a disappointment."

The maidservant Qingrong beside her clenched her hands nervously and said in a low voice: "They are all a group of people who cannot stand up to the public. Princess, there is no need to argue with them."

Qin Mubai snorted coldly and turned around to see Gu Moling chatting with someone among a group of famous disciples.

He looks handsome, with a pair of narrow fox eyes that are slightly curved into crescent moons. His green clothes are fluttering with a white belt, and a folding fan is fastened to his waist, giving him a scholarly and gentle temperament. Only the sleeve of his right arm is empty. Swinging back and forth, it looked very inconsistent.

Qin Mubai's face was full of disgust, and he felt unhappy everywhere.

During the time she was married to him, there was not a day that she did not regret.

Gu Moling, this loser, was not even remotely comparable to the person she longed for.

At this moment, several heirs of famous families suddenly arrived. They came to Qin Mubai's side with wine glasses and said with a flattering smile, "I am honored to be invited by Princess Hancheng to attend the banquet today. It is really an honor for me."

"Princess Hancheng and her consort, the golden boy and girl. The consort is elegant and gentle, and the princess is as charming as she wants. The two of them are so loving that they are really enviable to others."

Qingrong's eyes changed, and she carefully observed the expression on Qin Mubai's face.

Qin Mubai ignored these people's flattery and sneered, "Are you envious of this princess?"

Those people rush to flatter you.

"That's natural. Who doesn't know that the prince-in-law is very clever and quick-thinking. He is your husband, princess, and even more so, your counselor."

"Moreover, the prince-in-law loves the princess so much, and the husband and wife are harmonious, and the piano and the piano are in harmony, which is really enviable."

Qin Mubai smiled sinisterly, "Everyone of them is really good at telling lies."

"If you are envious of the disabled person next to me, then chop off all the arms of the wives and concubines in your house. Wouldn't it be the same as me?"

(End of this chapter)