The concubine is often fierce, the prince is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 75 You Qin Muge, the palace is about to be settled!

"..."

Qin Muge stared at Rongjing fiercely with his sharp eyes. If his eyes could kill people, Rongjing, a big monster, would have died hundreds of times already.

Satisfied to see that Qin Muge was so bet that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence, Rong Jing passed her contentedly, walked straight to the edge of the pear wood round table, and sat down leisurely with his clothes on.

Qin Muge took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"He has a bad mouth in the first place, if he changes it, he won't be called Rongjing anymore."

I don't know how many times she babbled these words hypnotically in her heart, she turned around calmly and walked in front of Rongjing.

"I don't know what the prince is doing here this time?"

Hearing the voice full of resentment, Rong Jing raised his head and glanced at Qin Muge.

I saw that the ordinary little face was already livid, and those few words were almost squeezed out through the gap between her teeth.

Look, look, that little fist is already clenched and trembling.

Originally, I thought she would go berserk, but I didn't expect this little girl to have a bit of patience.

Did you underestimate her?

Rong Jing's lips tugged lightly, "Xiao Mumu has spent the night with the hall, and when your boudoir, the hall wants to come, do you still need to notify?"

"..." Qin Muge almost bit his own tongue.

That's obviously to stop the mouths of those people in the prime minister's mansion, so I let him make up things, okay?
Fortunately, this big evildoer is actually holding a chicken feather as an arrow.

"My lord, that's just an expedient measure. Besides, my lord is a noble man. If you are joking in front of Mu Ge, it's fine. If others listen to it, it will inevitably affect your reputation."

Qin Muge resisted the urge to grab Hua Rongjing's monstrous face, and finished speaking as calmly as possible.

But that big evildoer didn't seem to buy it at all.

He leisurely brushed the pink tear mole at the corner of his eye with his fingertips, his lazy eyes were full of calculations.

It took a long time before he leisurely uttered a sentence that almost made Qin Muge vomit blood, "Who told you that this hall is joking?"

"what?"

Qin Muge was so startled that his jaw almost dislocated.

Did you hear me right just now?
This big monster, he, he, he said he was not joking?
So, then, what does he mean?
On the other hand, Rongjing saw Qin Muge as if his jaw had been beaten off.

He shook his head with a "tsk tsk", stood up gracefully, and purposely and intimately reached out to help her chin up.

When he spoke again, there was already a bit of gentle pampering in his voice, "Xiao Mumu, don't worry. Since the whole Luoyang knows that you will spend the night with me, even if you are wronged, this hall will take responsibility. "

This doting voice, to Qin Muge's ears, was like quenched poison.

She took three steps back in horror, and stared in disbelief at the ambiguously smiling monster in front of her, "My lord, this joke is not funny at all!"

When the four eyes met, a strange, even somewhat ambiguous breath diffused from his eyes.

Rong Jing suddenly raised his head and smiled, that smile bloomed in the sunlight, it seemed to be covered with a faint brilliance, which was particularly eye-catching.

Even a woman like Qin Muge, who is not close to beauty, was almost dazzled.

This man is really beautiful.

What a monster!

Qin Muge snorted coldly, and immediately felt a thought of keeping a respectful distance from him.

This big evildoer really can't be provoked.

"Now that we've had a beautiful night together, how can you be joking?"

Rong Jing's eyes are shining, with a different kind of ambiguity.

The voice was ethereal and mellow, like a vat of strong wine, just listening to it was enough to make people blush.

Qin Muge was careful/Gan'er was so frightened by Rong Jing that he began to smear himself.

"Even if the lord has been fighting outside these few years, I'm afraid the news about Nanling won't be so closed? Is the lord really willing to marry a weak and incompetent woman who doesn't work hard and doesn't know the grain?"

Hearing this, Rong Jing's peach blossom eyes smiled a little more, "Changle Prince's Mansion has thousands of fertile lands, rich as a country, what is lacking is a princess who does not work hard and does not know the grain."

"..."

The corners of Qin Muge's mouth twitched twice, and he began to struggle for death, "What if I say no?"

Rongjing's black phoenix eyes were shining with sparks, and his flirtatious face was indescribably soft and charming.

"A weak and useless concubine of the prime minister's mansion, and a nominally sick prince, are a perfect match. Xiao Mumu, are you right?"

A "Xiao Mumu" is like a gentle cello, full of infinite charm.

If it were any other woman, she would have been fascinated and thrown herself into her arms.

"My lord, don't disgust me!" Qin Muge frowned, showing disgust on his face.

But when Rong Jing saw Qin Muge glaring and raising his eyebrows, a smile flashed in his eyes, and his voice became soft and waxy when he changed into a pair of bright and innocent eyes that were transparent to the bottom.

"Little Mumu, you are so fierce, how can you be my daughter-in-law like this?"

Dead evildoer!
Qin Muge was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, so he didn't bother to continue talking nonsense with him.

With a quick turn around, she turned away without hesitation.

Get the hell out of her with any shitty courtesy of a monarch and his ministers, and any hypocritical politeness.

She, Qin Muge, can't afford to offend this monstrosity, can she still hide it?

It's just that Qin Muge just started to take this step, but he only felt that his eyes were dark.

Rong Jing, who was still lazily and half leaning, suddenly disappeared on the soft couch.

In the next instant, a strange aura invaded Qin Muge from behind.

Qin Muge said inwardly that he was bad, but before he had time to react, the cool breath came behind his ears.

A pair of seemingly thin arms embraced her from behind, imprisoning her in a slightly cool embrace.

Qin Muge froze, and seemed to be able to feel Rongjing's slightly uneven heartbeat behind his back.

This dead evildoer, every time he either drives himself to death, or takes advantage of him inexplicably!
This time, if she doesn't teach him a lesson, she won't be called Qin Muge!

Thinking of this, Qin Muge shrank his body back almost reflexively, and repeated the old trick with his right knee, as if he was about to kick between Rongjing's legs.

However, she underestimated Rongjing's reaction speed.

Just when her right leg squeezed between his legs, she was clamped by the evildoer in the opposite direction!
Clamped!
Rongjing's big hand took advantage of the situation and pulled Qin Muge, who was still two circles away from him, towards his arms...

At this moment, Qin Muge was about to cry.

Because, she who originally wanted to sneak attack Rongjing was restrained from top to bottom by this monster.

Moreover, it is still in a weird and ambiguous posture.

Si'er on the side only regarded her two masters as having a petty quarrel from beginning to end. She knew early on that her master would never hurt her young lady.

At this moment, Qin Muge's entire upper body was tightly attached to Rongjing's body.

His right leg was also tightly clamped by him, unable to move.

Even the faces of the two seem to be stuck together at any moment.

Looking at this hot and unsuitable scene, the innocent little Si'er's cheeks were flushed, and he didn't care about saving his own lady, just covering his eyes and sneaking out.

Rong Jing's cool breath brushed his cheeks, and Qin Muge felt that his breath was about to be caught.

There seems to be something surging in the chest, as if it will overflow at any moment...

Wanting to break free, but being tightly imprisoned...

This feeling was sour and astringent, which made her flustered and she didn't know what to do.

Rong Jing took a slightly cool breath, there was no anger in his voice, but a smile, "Xiao Mumu, you murdered your own husband just now, aren't you afraid of being a widow?"

Rong Jing trapped Qin Muge in his arms with a smile, and Xin Chang's body turned around.

Holding the beautiful woman in her arms, she fell softly on the hibiscus couch beside her.

His movements were as enchanting as ever, but those seemingly thin arms trapped Qin Muge tightly, making him unable to move at all.

And at this moment, Qin Muge's cold eyes seemed to be able to spew out flames.

She blushed and said angrily, "If the lord puts away your internal strength, within ten strokes, believe it or not, I can beat you to the ground?"

Rong Jingmei's eyes sparkled, and a fox-like smile appeared on her face, "In order to prevent you from becoming a widow, I still won't take this risk."

Slowly exhaling, Qin Muge stared at Rong Jing coldly, "My lord has sharp teeth, so Mu Ge can't beat you. However, if lord wants to force me, he may not be able to succeed."

As soon as these words came out, Rong Jing was taken aback, and his teasing expression froze instantly.

"Do you hate marrying this hall so much?"

Rongjing's peach blossom eyes faded away the enchanting charm.

At first glance, it seems that there is a faint mist floating on it, which makes people confused and unreal.

Qin Muge was taken aback, only to realize that the imprisonment on his body had disappeared at some point.

She turned around neatly, as if avoiding a poisonous snake, and got up from the soft couch.

It wasn't until she was sure that she was free from Rongjing's shackles that her tense face relaxed a little.

"Your Highness has a noble status. If you want to find someone to make fun of, there are plenty of people in Nanling, why bother to bite me?"

After Qin Muge said this coldly, his delicate face was slightly serious.

"My Qin Muge's husband can only be chosen by myself, no one can make the decision for me, even if that person is you, the prince, it's the same."

The slender and long body stood against the wind.

The purple clothes are fluttering, making people think that she is the fairy who is about to ride the wind back.

Rong Jing's heart skipped a beat, and a flash of relief flashed in his eyes.

There was a smile on his beautiful face, as delicate as a spring breeze, but as gorgeous as a summer flower.

In the eyes of the world, she is Sha Shuo;
But in his eyes, it was a dusty pearl.

Just lightly dust the surface, maybe it will be fun!
Qin Muge naturally didn't know what was going on in Rongjing's mind, and just looked at him indifferently.

"If you don't come to me today, I will look for you tomorrow. I will officially inform you now, I, Qin Muge, will draw a clear line with you from today on!"

A hint of cunning flashed across Rong Jing's amorous peach eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It just so happens that I also have something to inform you."

Qin Muge frowned, waiting for his next words.

"Although you are mediocre in appearance, have a bad temper, a hot personality, and vicious attacks..."

Her beautiful lips, which were as pale as water, parted lightly, but the words that came out made Qin Muge's pretty face completely black.

"My lord, please tell me the key points directly!"

Listening to this thick and sweet voice like wine, Qin Muge only felt that the blue veins on his forehead were "fluttering".

I also secretly made a decision in my heart: as long as this dead monster dares to say a word, I will definitely kill him, immediately, immediately!
(End of this chapter)