Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 785
After pondering for a while, he suddenly turned to Sikong Bowen who was watching the show in the hall, and said, "Fourth brother, weren't you with the third brother just now? Where did the third brother go? Could it be that you hid him?"

Sikong Junye suddenly asked a question, Sikong Bowen was stunned for a long time, and it took him a long time to come to his senses, Sikong Junye was throwing the blame on him and letting him take the blame!

It's so despicable!
"Senior, don't believe his words..."

Sikong Junye interrupted him: "Fourth brother, this is your fault! Today is the third brother's birthday, how can you hide him privately? So you neglected the guests present, and when the time comes, the father will blame you, who will blame you?" To bear the consequences?"

Sikong Bowen snapped his tongue slightly. He never thought that his elder brother would be so black-bellied, and he would pour dirty water on him. What made him even more horrified was that he clearly felt a strong gaze falling on him. With a scorching temperature, as if he was going to eat him, he quickly waved his hand to explain: "Senior, don't listen to him, it's nothing, I don't know what happened, I just came here too..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a powerful palm force that sucked his whole body in. The next moment, his collar tightened, and his whole body was lifted up high, shrouded in a suffocating pressure. Looking at him, he had trouble breathing.

"Tell me, where did you hide Sikong Shengjie and that girl?"

Facing the terrifying coercion of the domineering venerable, Sikong Bowen complained again and again. If he had known it would be like this, he would not have come to join in the fun!
"Senior, I really don't know!"

It's a pity that Sikong Junye was not willing to let him go, and he said without embellishment: "Fourth brother, don't struggle, hurry up and recruit! I believe that senior is a reasonable person, as long as you tell the whereabouts of third brother, he will I won't embarrass you, if you don't say it, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you as a brother."

Sikong Bowen is mad with anger, you are clearly killing someone with a borrowed knife, Chi Guoguo's revenge!
"Second brother, you are too despicable! The one who knows the whereabouts of third brother is obviously you..."

"At this point, you still want to drag Brother Wang into the water. It's too unkind of you to do this!" Sikong Junye shook his head sadly, "Are you a fool in your current generation? How could he believe what you said? "

The domineering venerable beside him frowned, as if he was considering the words of the two brothers.

Sikong Junye said to Venerable Domineering again: "Senior is a smart person, he must be able to recognize people with his eyes, and he can clearly distinguish who is telling the truth and who is telling lies. If you have any doubts, you can also ask the people present. Let them tell you, which of the two brothers is telling the truth."

Most of the people who came to the birthday banquet today were followers of Sikong Junye, or officials who wanted to take advantage of the third prince's birthday banquet to please the prince. Of course, some were admirers of the third prince. After listening to Sikong's blog post After the slanderous remarks against His Highness the Third Prince, how could they help Sikong Bowen? Of course, they wanted to step on Sikong Bowen together, so two-thirds of the people echoed in unison: "His Royal Highness is right, What His Royal Highness said is the truth!"

In an instant, Sikong Bowen's entire face turned green, he really regretted it, it was all right, why did he come here to be tortured by himself?

"Senior, senior..."

Being carried by the collar, Sikong Bowen's feet were off the ground, he was carried by Luo Badao, and walked out of the hall, the voices of Luo Badao and Sikong Bowen could be heard in the distance.

"Take this deity to find Sikong Shengjie, if you can't find anyone, don't even think about coming back!"

"Senior, I was wronged, I really don't know! Ah! Ah..."

There were also the voices of the attendants who followed Sikong Bowen: "His Royal Highness Fourth Prince! His Royal Highness Fourth Prince! Save Your Highness!..."

Sikong Junye watched as Luo Badao's back carrying Sikong Bowen gradually disappeared, he just let go of it with one breath, and immediately lifted it up with another breath, no, he must immediately find someone to inform Ah Sheng, let him avoid the limelight outside, wait The evil god has left, and it won't be too late to come back.

Thinking about it, he immediately waved to his subordinates and whispered instructions.

At this time, in front of a thatched hut in the suburbs, there was a stone table with a chess set on it, which was Jiuzhen Linglong chess.

Feng Qian and Sikong Shengjie sat opposite each other, drinking tea and playing chess.

Feng Qian's mind was not on chess, and she kept looking around. This is a thatched house surrounded by vegetable gardens. Except for a small stream ten steps in front of it, the stream is turbulent and continuous, and the other three sides are The vegetable garden can't be seen to the side, and all the unusual spirit vegetables are planted. The soil in the vegetable garden is still very new. It should be newly planted not long ago. Planted, lush, full of exuberant vitality.

Such a scene is simply the life of a farmer in her dreams.

"Ah Sheng, how did you find out about this place? The owner here is really big-hearted. He has planted so many spiritual vegetables, and he is not afraid of being stolen?"

Sikong Shengjie said very calmly: "Don't worry, no one dares to come here!"

"Why?" Feng Qian wondered.

Sikong Shengjie raised his eyes, with a smile in his eyes: "Because there are barriers all around here, no one can enter except the owner of the barrier!"

"Then why can we come in?" Feng Qian suddenly realized, "Could it be that you are the owner here?"

Sikong Shengjie stretched out his hand and flicked it on her forehead, and said with affection: "Fool, you only figured it out now?"

Feng Qian opened her mouth wide, looked at everything around her, dumbfounded, and it took her a long time to hold back a sentence: "Tuhao——"

Sikong Shengjie raised his eyebrows: "What is a moat?"

Feng Qian raised her face and thought for a while: "Uh, that's...it means similar to a nouveau riche!"

When she looked up and saw the black lines all over Sikong Shengjie's head, she hurriedly laughed and said, "Of course, it's different for you. You are a rich person, so you should be described as arty."

"Why don't I hear good words?" Sikong Shengjie complained.

Feng Qian smiled wryly and spread her hands: "Please forgive me for my shallow knowledge, I haven't seen much in the world, so I really don't know what words to use to describe it."

Sikong Shengjie shook his head helplessly, and smiled: "Then do you like this place?"

Feng Qian nodded without hesitation: "Of course! Where can I find such a paradise? If I can live here, it would be such a happy thing."

Sikong Shengjie's eyes lit up slightly, emitting a little bit of starlight: "As long as you like, you can come anytime!"

This place was originally prepared for you...

But this sentence, he will never say it again in this life.

He once said that if she wanted to be stable, she would build a thatched hut by the sea. During the day, he went fishing and farming, and she cooked at home. At night, they played chess, watched the moon, and lived happily ever after. Such a day can only become a reverie in his heart.

(End of this chapter)