The demon concubine of the prosperous world is married

Chapter 102 This is a sad story (1)
"It's okay." Tong Wudi waved his hand and said, "I've already told them."

The things in the brothel basically contain a lot of drugs that increase lust, so it's best not to take them, but it's a different matter for someone like Tong Wudi who only sleeps on the bed and doesn't sleep.

Miss Qing nodded, and pushed it in front of Qing Jiu: "Then you eat."

Qing Jiu nodded, picked it up and ate it, eating like a little squirrel, Miss Qing couldn't help but smile.

Not long after, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Liniang walked in, followed by several thin men and several graceful women.

Seeing someone coming in, Qing Jiu hastily put down the melons and fruits in her hands, and tried her best to pretend to be a little grown-up, keeping a serious face.

"I don't know which song Tong Gongzi wants to listen to today?" Liniang said as she stepped aside so that Miss Qing and others could clearly see the faces of the men and women behind her.

Miss Qing glanced over, but her gaze was fixed on a man. His face was not very familiar, but those eyes were extremely beautiful, and there was a bit of sleepiness and laziness in the narrow and long eyes. There is something special in front of people.

Miss Qing took a closer look and found that the man was the older one among all of them. The others were holding musical instruments, but he was the only one who had nothing in his sleeves.

"Just her." Tong Wudi said casually. In fact, he doesn't have much musical talent. He just listened to them playing and playing the bombs and thought it was very pleasant, so he invited different people to come to him every day to play a song or play. It's the last one.

Seeing that Tong Wudi had chosen the candidate, the rest of the women showed a look of envy and jealousy. As soon as they entered the door, they found that the young man in this private room was much more pleasing to the eye than the guests in other private rooms.

Although it is said that they are performing arts but not their bodies, it is better to face such all handsome guys than to face a group of old men who are full of sex and fat.After all, human beings are visual animals and always gravitate towards beautiful things.

The woman's eyes lit up, she saluted Tong Wudi and the others slightly, and said with a coquettish smile, "Then Hongxiu will play a song for you guys."

"Liniang won't disturb everyone." Just when Liniang was about to lead the men and women behind her away, Miss Qing shouted, "Wait."

Someone who didn't know why looked at her, Miss Qing pointed to the man who was not holding the instrument and said, "Leave him too."

Seeing the man Miss Qing pointed at, Liniang's face froze, and the others couldn't help but lower their heads and smile, and the man looked at Miss Qing, his eyes widened slightly, and he asked in surprise, "You want to listen to me?" play?"

Miss Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked back, "No?"

Unexpectedly, the man shook his head repeatedly as if he was ordered to sell himself by a benefactor: "No, no, no! I'm selling myself, not a show!"

Everyone is embarrassing, shouldn't it be said that performing arts is not selling one's body?
"Okay, then sell yourself, don't sell your art." Miss Qing said with black lines all over her head.

In the end, the man still stayed. Although Liniang repeatedly said that there were other better candidates who would sell their bodies but not show their talents, Miss Qing still insisted on keeping the man.

In the end, Liniang had no choice but to leave.

"What's your name?" Miss Qing twitched the corner of her mouth when she saw the man who sat down automatically and consciously, and also directly reported the title of the song for Hong Xiu to play.

"Yanheng."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the tea in Miss Qing's mouth spewed out immediately, she looked at the man dumbfounded, Yan Heng?Isn't it Yan Zhaohua who said that he is the unfortunate father of the Yan family?
oh!Grass!
Does this count as prostitution of Yan Zhaohua's father?

Dongliang capital.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation, the bedroom where the emperors of all dynasties lived, and the Hall of Mental Cultivation where they worked were all gloomy and gloomy.

"Physician Zhang, why does the emperor vomit blood?"

The queen looked at the sleeping Emperor Dongliang lying on the dragon bed, and turned around to ask Doctor Zhang beside him.

"Empress Empress, the emperor is out of breath, plus he has contracted a cold, but it's not a big deal, and he will be cured after taking a few doses of medicine, but the emperor has a stagnation in his heart, if he can't get rid of the stagnation in his heart, it may damage the dragon's body. "

Physician Zhang bowed to the queen, and told her the results of the inspection. The latter waved his hand and said, "Go down first."

"Yes, the old minister resigns." After Doctor Zhang stepped down, the queen glanced at the still sleeping Emperor Dongliang, and then said to the confidant of the court lady, "Zhen'er, pass on the order of the palace and let the second prince come quickly to raise him." In the Palace of Heart, the princes who came to visit were stopped, saying that the emperor is ill and needs to recuperate quietly, so that they should not come to disturb him."

Zhen'er nodded when she heard the words, and walked outside quickly after she was blessed slightly, and left the Hall of Mental Cultivation very quickly.

The queen sat beside the dragon bed, sighed slightly, looked at the Emperor Dongliang with resentment and determination in her eyes, and said, "Your Majesty, don't blame my concubine, if it wasn't for you..."

The queen can no longer say the following words, if not what?If the emperor hadn't favored concubine Chen alone and favored his son Murong Qin, she wouldn't have used these methods to win some bargaining chips for her son to become the prince.

Although there was a first prince before that, but his mother was just the daughter of a lowly official family, how could he ascend to the position of prince and inherit the great rule?Only his son is the real son, and the position of prince should have fallen on him when he was born. As a result, because of the concubine Chen, the emperor of Dongliang was reluctant to establish a prince for a long time, and anyone with a discerning eye could see It can be seen that he prefers the third prince Murong Qin.

No!
Absolutely not!
A trace of determination flashed in the queen's eyes, she would never allow what belonged to her son to fall on the son of that bastard, concubine Chen, so what if the emperor dotes on her again?Only her son is qualified to be crowned prince and inherit the throne.

This world must belong to her son.

Not long after, Zhen'er returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation: "Empress, the Second Prince is here."

"En." The queen restrained her emotions, raised her head and looked at the man who was approaching step by step. The man's face was resolute. Compared with the queen, he was more like the emperor of Dongliang. His ambition is not small.

This was originally the Dongliang Emperor's favorite place. After all, compared to him, his favorite third prince obviously does not have such ambitions, but the second prince's strategy is not half as good as the Dongliang Emperor's, and even a little too arrogant, which is easier Listening to other people's slander, being close to courtiers, and being distant from brothers, the methods are even more cruel. Not only is this disliked by the Emperor of Dongliang, but it is also feared by the ministers.

If it weren't for the important position of the queen's natal family in the imperial court, the second prince might not be a candidate for the crown prince, but he not only doesn't know these things, but also thinks how capable he is.

(End of this chapter)