Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 79 The Big Devil Laughed?
Qin Luoyu didn't expect that Lingjun's guild would suddenly ask her this.

I was stunned for a while, and said honestly: "The concubine doesn't know."

She was locked up in Prince Zhao's Mansion all day long, how could she know what was going on outside.

Then she saw the man smile.

Qin Luoyu was in a daze.Big devil, are you laughing? ?

Although that smile was as pale as Feihong flying by in the snow, suddenly disappeared.

But as the famous poem said, "There are no traces of flying birds in the sky", and the big devil has laughed.

The way the big devil smiles is like the flowers of the high mountains covered by ice and snow on the snow mountain. Suddenly, in the boundless wind, snow and cold, such a little sharp flower emerges, which is really touching. .

Qin Luoyu stared at the big devil's handsome face that could turn all sentient beings upside down, feeling regretful in his heart.

How could such a good-looking man be a... perverted monster?
Seeing the girl staring at him in a daze, she looked stunned.

The man frowned, bent his slender fingers with distinct knuckles, and tapped on the table lightly.

Qin Luoyu hurriedly sat upright, and asked very cooperatively: "Then may I ask Your Majesty, what are they talking about now?"

"them--"

Just as Ling Junxing opened his mouth, his eyes fell on the girl who was curiously waiting for the answer with her big eyes open.

When the words came to his lips, he stopped abruptly: "That's all."

It's not a good word after all.

The discussions among hundreds of officials in the court are more or less measured.

Although the discussions in the streets and alleys of folk teahouses and restaurants dare not be blatant, the ability to make up stories is almost indiscriminate.

The reason why the night city is called the night city is because the night city does not enforce a curfew like other capitals, and it is also the only city in the world that is as vibrant at night as during the day.

Although the night city is more prosperous during the day, the night city is even more lively.

This also makes nights and nights more likely to become a hotbed of rumors.

In brothels and restaurants, storytelling and singing insinuations, and all kinds of small story books of accusations and cursing are secretly circulated.

What did he say that he left the three princesses in the sacrificial hall that night at the Great Compassion Temple, and he didn't know what he did, so it can be said that he was a person who was unfaithful and unfilial;

What did he say that he kept the three princesses in captivity in Prince Zhao's mansion like a bird, and sneaked out of the palace every night to steal fragrance and tryst;

What do you say that the three princesses were born to be beautiful, but in the boudoir, they have a charming appearance, and they know that... the way of the boudoir...

The information Jueying collected was a whole lot.

He turned cold after reading only a few pieces of paper, and let Jueying burn them all.

Goulan Night Market, the capital of no night, seems to be an extremely magical place.

It seems to be a corrupted flower that blooms in the lawless place.

As long as someone pours a little water quietly, all kinds of dark rumors will grow and spread here, endlessly, and spread throughout the Ling Kingdom and even other countries at a flying speed.

Just like the death of the two concubines in Prince Zhao's Mansion back then, the reputation of His Royal Highness King Zhao, who was known as the God of War in the Ling Kingdom, was instantly destroyed.

If you want to control this kind of speech, you must destroy these Goulan restaurants.

However, if that happens, the night city will no longer be the night city it has been for more than a hundred years, and it will surely lose its vitality, leaving only prosperity and gradually declining.

Ling Junxing did not want to risk the disgrace of the world, and easily destroyed the foundation of Night City.

What's more, if the rumor is a sword, it also depends on whose hand the hilt is held in.

At least for now, the hilt of this rumor is not in the hands of those who think they hold the hilt.

As long as the time comes, this rumor can turn around and turn against each other at any time.

(End of this chapter)