The world is fragrant

() "Hehe, Your Majesty, today's game is really interesting, don't you want to watch it?" Empress Wu Wanting smiled and covered her little mouth. She is gentle and considerate. At this time, she can naturally see that the little emperor In a slightly bad mood, he tried to change the topic.

However, Song Ziqing was lying on the back of the chair with a dejected face, looking at the ceiling with a weary expression: "Since I got the throne, I have been sighing all night, I can't eat well, and I can't sleep at night. After all kinds of relationships, I discovered that the national traitor Murong Tianjiao was not only not contained, but actually became stronger."

Wu Wanting comforted: "Your Majesty, it's not your fault. Sitting in your position, no one else can do better than you."

Song Ziqing said sadly: "But I just hate that old bastard Murong Tianjiao, he just looked at me undisguisedly. There was indifference, ridicule, and deliberate plotting in his eyes, but there was no fear This kind of expression. Tell me, who else in the huge Chu Feng Empire can help me get rid of this person?"

Wu Wanting frowned and pondered: "The Ya family is too gentle, not aggressive enough, and more than conservative. As an ally, it can barely try. But the Chu family is no longer trustworthy, and the ambitious family is probably the second Murong Mansion. As for the Murong Mansion, let alone , Murong Tianjiao is cunning and cunning, and his tricks are endless. Looking at our royal family, the accumulation of thousands of years has been exhausted in this generation. Is there a solution?"

Song Ziqing turned his eyes to the queen, but there was a sense of despair in his eyes: "Wanting, I really can't be reconciled!"

Wu Wanting had no choice but to comfort her patiently: "Your Majesty, there is no unparalleled road, and I believe things will definitely turn around!"

"I hope so! Empress, help me to see Zi Ning, I'm tired, and by the way, let me be alone!" Under the empress' caring gaze, the little emperor sighed and slowly closed his eyes .

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On the second floor of Qianjinzui, the girls leaning on Cui Pavilion are lying in front of the window and laughing coquettishly.

Under the planning of the big housekeeper Chu, there will be a grand song and dance performance after the Big Stomach King competition.

Although Chu Yi repeatedly warned Li Degui not to invite girls from Yicui Pavilion to perform this show.

But shopkeeper Li didn't understand the inside story, so he invited the most popular girl in the capital without telling Chu Yi.

"Miss Xi, there will be your performance later, please come back as soon as possible!" Qian Jinzui's shop assistant San Dezi repeatedly urged.

"Okay, I will!" The voice of the woman who answered was clear and soft. She was covered with white gauze and a plain dress, and she walked out of the room gracefully. Lou's knife hit him face to face.

"Strange? The person in front of me seems a little familiar..."

Xiaodao looked back at the beauty's back, but was muttering in his heart.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered that the other party turned out to be an old friend.

"Isn't that Miss Cheng?"

"Fuck, the young master is in trouble now!"

On the third floor of Qianjinzui, at the door of Jinwu Zangjiao's private room, Shen Mengyao, the guard general of Princess Izumo, stood outside the door as cold as ice.

Suddenly, a sneaky man suddenly appeared in her sight.

"Pfft... Yunlong, you can be funny! Does anyone else in this pavilion know you?" Shen Mengyao's eyes softened slightly, and at this moment she smiled sweetly, and the iceberg melted immediately.

"I'm afraid of acquaintances these days. Although I don't know many people now, I have real enemies all over the world!" Chu Yunlong looked around with lingering fear. It gives people a weird feeling.

"People often say that the left eye jumps for money and the right eye jumps for disaster, but both eyes are jumping wildly. What's the matter?" I saw Young Master Chu with a sad face, looking at the beautiful general pitifully, as if he wanted to seek some comfort. .

"No, I think it's normal! You don't do too many bad things on weekdays, and you're making fun of me at this time?" Shen Mengyao frowned suspiciously.

Chu Yunlong shook his head, but still firmly maintained his point of view: "Mengyao, let me tell you, this young master really has an ominous premonition. It seems that many people want my life!"

"Hmph, if someone really wants to kill you, they must first ask about the sword in my hand! Don't forget, Mengyao still owes you two lives!" Shen Mengyao pressed her slender hand on the scabbard, and said proudly, Clearly pretty but also has a three-point heroic spirit.

This couldn't help but make Chu Yunlong fall in love with the beautiful general in front of him, and he couldn't help wrapping his hands around her waist.

"Oh, Yunlong, you... what are you doing? The princess is still waiting for you!" Shen Mengyao's heart was in turmoil, and her mind went blank for a moment.

"Meng Yao, I miss you too!" Under the astonished eyes of the beautiful general, Chu Yunlong kissed her fragrant lips fiercely.

"Fashionable man, why did you come to provoke me!"

Like anger, like anger, like joy, like resentment.

Shen Mengyao immediately shed crystal tears, tears with a smile, like pear blossoms with rain.

"Don't cry, Mengyao, my heart hurts when you cry." Chu Yunlong gently wiped the tears from the corners of the other party's eyes.

"You scoundrel, I hate you to death!" Shen Mengyao lightly beat Young Master Chu's chest.

squeak...

At this moment, the door of the private room suddenly opened a crack, and the princess's maid, Xiaocui, pushed the door out and gave Chu Yunlong a hard look.

"Yunlong... Is it you?" A trembling voice came from the room. There is no doubt that the owner of this voice is Princess Izumo Song Zining.

"Go, I'll guard the gate for you!" Shen Mengyao bit her red lips, trying to hold back tears from falling down.

Chu Yunlong squeezed her little hand, turned around, and walked in abruptly.

That princess whom she had been thinking about day and night, that Zi Ning who made her worry about her, was standing by the window so prettyly.

People are haggard because of Yixiao, and the belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it.

"Zi Ning, you've lost weight!" Chu Yunlong suddenly felt a hot emotion press tightly on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

"Yunlong, you're finally here!" And the princess threw herself into the young master's arms like a bird flying into the forest, crying like pear blossoms with rain, but her expression was full of happiness.

At this moment, the door of Jinwu Zangjiao was gently closed, and Shen Mengyao stood with a sword in her hand, her face regained her coldness.

At the same time, in another private room on the third floor of Qianjinzui, Ya Lanxuan, the president of the Foundry Association, was also fidgeting and frowning: "It's strange, it takes so long to be born?"

"If this gold is not exchanged, could it be that it fell into a pit?"

"No, I'm going to see what tricks he's up to!"

Thinking of this, Ms. Ya stood up without hesitation, and walked towards the door with Tingting.

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