Regent, robbery!

Chapter 437 If you want to, Gu can kill you at any time

In the spacious and deserted main hall, Murong Qing and Yan Jili were sitting on small desks respectively, there was no interaction between them and nothing to say.

Shen Bixian sat on his own and buried himself in eating.

Finally, under the eyelids of the three of them, a tumbling black robe embroidered with gold trim appeared, and the regent slowly came out from the backstage.

That face was not as gloomy as it was in the hall just now, but with an indescribable feeling, it was fine if it was good, but calm if it was not good.

After the regent came out from the backstage, he stood on the stage. The tall figure stood above him like a motionless mountain, which made the atmosphere in the whole hall solemn and cold.

Shen Bixian was not affected at all, and still ate with gusto.

"Brother Murong, why doesn't Emperor Yan eat it?" After a long time, the regent looked at the two of them and said plainly.

Murong Qing shook her head and remained silent.

The regent curled his pink lips expressionlessly, and said to himself, "But it doesn't suit the two of you?"

Murong Qing picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, and then said: "How could that be? I heard that the cook in the Prince Regent's mansion is the best, several times better than the chef in the Imperial Dining Room."

Yan Jili raised his head calmly, "I have also heard about the cook of His Royal Highness the Prince Regent. But this dish is really not to my liking."

After finishing speaking, Yan Jili's golden eyes met the Prince Regent's pale red phoenix eyes, and there was an unconcealable hostility in those eyes.

Murong Qing glanced at the atmosphere between the two of them and then lowered his head, savoring the dishes.

The regent suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, "I don't know what Emperor Yan wants to eat? Gu told them to do it."

Yan Jili lowered his head, and took a pot of tea in front of Murong Qing's desk: "Mu Tianhuang, borrow a cup of tea."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Murongqing to answer, Yan Jili poured a full cup of tea on his own.

After pouring, put the teapot back in place.

At this time, a strange voice came from the background.The regent narrowed his eyes and didn't care about it.

"I'd better drink my tea, so as not to come and go." Yan Jili took a sip of tea, the words contained another meaning.

The people present were not fools, so they naturally understood the meaning of these words.

Shen Bixian couldn't get used to it, took a few mouthfuls of rice with chopsticks, and then retorted loudly: "The world says that His Royal Highness the Regent is upright, and His Highness the Regent is naturally trustworthy. I'm afraid that some people have bad hearts. Always thinking wrong."

Yan Jili raised his head and looked at Shen Bixian, "How does Miss Shen know the rumors are true? Could it be that Miss Shen is very familiar with His Royal Highness the Prince Regent?"

"If according to Emperor Ouyan's statement, wouldn't Zhen and Bixian have been poisoned to death long ago?" Murong Qing reached out to pat the restless Shen Bixian, and replied lightly.

The regent suddenly hooked his lips, and laughed out loud.

He raised his head and looked at Yan Jili, his phoenix eyes were full of disdain, it was the look of someone who has been in a high position for a long time looking at ants.

"If you want, Gu can kill you at any time." That voice is cold and arrogant that belongs to the king, but it also reveals a low magnetic mellowness, it is the contempt of a full-fledged ruler for an ant.

Hearing this sound, Shen Bixian, who was eating food with relish, also trembled his arms, and the chopsticks in the palm of his hand almost fell to the ground.

Murong Qing was much calmer, he raised his head, and said flatly: "Your Highness the Regent, why should you get angry, Emperor Yan might just be joking."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness, I was just making a joke." Yan Jili smiled softly.

It's just that the fists under the wide dragon robe were clenched with veins.

The fire in the golden cold eyes was well covered by him.

There was another sound in the background.

The sound is extremely crisp.

"Come out." The Regent shouted coldly.

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and flicked the backstage lightly.

"Hey, hello..." A familiar woman's undisguised cry of pain sounded.

The three of them fixed their sights on the background in unison, only to see a bright yellow ball suddenly rolling out from behind the red curtain.

More precisely, meatballs.

The three of them were slightly shocked.

I saw the meat ball suddenly stood up touching his buttocks, and then looked at everyone with teary eyes, with three points of grievance on his face.

"Isn't he just squatting in the corner to eavesdrop, does he need to be so violent?" Ye Jing turned around and looked at the regent with resentful eyes.

The Prince Regent's phoenix eyes, which were cold just now, softened instantly, and an imperceptible smile flashed across those eyes.

"You..." For the first time in his life, the regent felt that he was stuttering, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Xuan Yi also stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes. When he saw the real night scene, he was frightened. "Your Majesty, didn't you drink the wine of Master Bu Chen and fell unconscious on the bed...how now?"

Hearing the word wine, Ye Jing's heart skipped a beat like a deer.Sure enough, nine times out of ten she was from her hometown.

What is a glass of wine?In her previous life, she would drink a glass of wine from time to time to improve sleep, and more importantly, to maintain beauty.

It's just that he was too excited to drink the wine just now and passed out.After the regent left, she almost woke up, and then came with the regent.

But of course she wouldn't say it.

"Who am I?" Ye Jing stretched out his hand and patted his small chest, with a swearing expression on his face: "I am the king of a country, Your Majesty the Empress, and I am invulnerable to all poisons. How can this little wine be so difficult to pour me down?!"

Listening to the usual narcissistic words, Xuan Yi firmly believed that Her Majesty the Queen had indeed woken up, and there was nothing wrong with her.

"Is it so good to be Her Majesty the Empress? If you are busy from morning to night, it's better to be a heroine, roaming the rivers and lakes, and be free!" Shen Bixian overturned Ye Jing's words.

"Her Majesty's waking up from this illness really opened my eyes." Yan Jili suddenly said a word of unknown meaning.

"Although Murong and His Majesty haven't seen each other for three years, Murong is quite surprised by His Majesty's change." Murong Qing nodded empathetically.

Ye Jing turned his head and looked at the Prince Regent with a smile on his face, and there was an unconcealable embarrassment in his eyes.

Looking at the man whose face was still flushed, the regent seemed to be in a happier mood.

"However..." Ye Jing turned his head, and suddenly said: "Since the last farewell, I have missed Emperor Yan day and night, so I asked a lot about Emperor Yan."

After finishing speaking, the regent's eyes darkened.

Ye Jing didn't realize it, and continued to talk endlessly: "I heard that one of Emperor Yan's guards is missing?"

(End of this chapter)