Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 228 Who Allows You to Climb the Wall in the Middle of the Night?
Today's master is very unhappy.

Cen Bin, who stood in the corner and tried his best to minimize his sense of existence, thought so.

After the master quarreled with the princess, he went directly back to Tianxin Pavilion to handle government affairs.

No one sees, no one pays attention.

Cen Bin really couldn't figure out that since the master and the princess broke up, the two often quarreled on weekdays, and he had never seen the master feel unhappy after the quarrel.

Sometimes after a quarrel, the master's eyes even had unconcealable joy, why was displeasure written all over his body like now?

Cen Bin sighed quietly.

Man, it really is an elusive animal.

Especially his master.

"Knock knock."

The door of the main hall was knocked.

Resigned to his fate, Cen Bin walked to the gate of the palace, playing the role of the door god, "Who is it?"

"Report to Guard Cen, the people from the Princess Mansion ask to see you." The servant lowered his head extremely low, as if he wanted to reduce his sense of existence.

"People from the Princess Mansion?" Cen Bin muttered to himself, and then said to the servant: "Wait, I'll go ask my master."

However, just as he turned around and before he took a step, he saw Jiu Que's cool eyes fell on him like two cold lights, and said coldly, "No see."

It seemed that if Cen Bin dared to let this person in, he would tear him into pieces.

Cen Bin curled his lips, turned around and said to the boy, "I'm sorry, my master doesn't see any guests."

Thinking of Jiu Que's eyes that wanted to eat people just now, he added another sentence, "From now on, people from the Princess Mansion will not need to report when they come to look for them. There is only one result, they are not allowed to enter."

Cen Bin was secretly proud.

He is really an elf, knowing that the master and the princess are incompatible, he simply cut off the information of the princess mansion, so as to save the master from being unhappy.

The boy was slightly taken aback, but still replied: "Yes."

Then, he backed away slowly.

Cen Bin turned his face with a satisfied smile, and said to the frosty man sitting above: "Master, this way you don't have to see Qing Yange..."

Cen Bin's voice became smaller and smaller under Jiu Que's murderous gaze.

He shrank his head, only to feel a burst of sadness welling up in his heart.

Ugh.

Sure enough, his master's heart was as deep as the deep sea, it was hard to fathom.

Jiu Que stared at Cen Bin's face and felt upset, and finally said coolly, "Get out."

"Yes." Cen Bin fled in a hurry.

Outside Tianxin Pavilion.

"Master, the regent doesn't even want to see us, can you really get the permit?" said the servant beside Feng Yinyin.

Originally, Feng Yinyin who had slipped out of the palace vaguely felt that something was wrong, he always felt that the princess was not reliable at all.

In order to be able to sell the new tea, he specially took two boxes of tea and came to the palace, hoping to impress the regent with the quality of the tea.

Who would have thought that he would be rejected directly?

Feng Yinyin waved her hand indifferently, and said to the servant: "The tea is brought, since the regent does not accept it, you can take it to the princess."

"Okay!"

The boy responded.

……

The bright moon was in the sky, and strands of mist rose in the sky that day, covering the entire night in a haze, adding a bit of mystery.

Jiu Que, who was in a displeased mood, corrected the memorial several times faster than usual today. He usually had to lie on the bed until midnight. Today, he changed his clothes early and lay down on the soft bed.

He closed his eyes, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Qing Yange's words always echoed in his mind, "Yes, you are a courtier."

Jiu Que, who is full of self-confidence on weekdays and firmly believes that Qing Yange loves him like an idiot, fell into deep doubt for the first time.

Could it be that what she said at that time was her true words?
In the past, it was just to please him because of his status?

Just as Jiu Que fell into deep thought, there was a rustling sound from the window.

It seemed that someone had sneaked into his palace through the windows in the dark.

Jiu Que's eyes narrowed slightly, he adjusted his breathing, closed them, and pretended that he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Gradually, Jiu Que felt the man approaching his position little by little.

He sneered in his heart.

Who on earth is so courageous that he dared to assassinate him.

Really desperate.

Jiu Que remained motionless on purpose, waiting for the man to approach.

After a while, the man really got close to him, and he could even feel a hand trying to touch his heart.

Ah.

She actually wanted to dig out his heart and kill him.

It's too late to say.

Jiu Que's eyes suddenly opened, with endless killing intent.

Before the visitor had time to react, he turned over and pressed the person directly under his body, with a big palm directly on the throat of the person, and said coldly: "Who sent you here."

The person who came was struggling, his voice was like a mosquito, "...it's me."

The murderous intent on Jiu Que's body subsided a bit, and he asked tentatively, "Qingyange?"

"Yes, it's me." The visitor replied.

Jiu Que immediately withdrew the hand clasped on Qing Yange's throat, and saw Qing Yange's all-powerful face through the faint moonlight.

Her vermilion lips seemed to be dyed as bright red as red sand, revealing a faint light of water. During the struggle, the clothes on her fragrant shoulders slipped off, revealing her clavicle that was faintly visible. It flickers like a cattail fan.

Jiu Que scratched his heart itchy.

Jiuque's Adam's apple slipped unconsciously, and the voice was softer than he had noticed, "Who allowed you to climb the wall in the middle of the night?"

Breathing out, Qing Yange took advantage of the opportunity to wrap his jade hand around Jiu Que's neck, and said with a bit of weakness: "I... I am here to apologize..."

As the saying goes, admit counsel and keep safe.

Qingyange is well aware of the importance of this matter, didn't she come to her door to apologize as soon as it got dark?

There was a trace of warmth on Jiu Que's face, but he deliberately asked: "Didn't you say that you were not wrong during the day?"

Qing Yange immediately showed a flattering smile, "Because didn't we agree to act in front of outsiders? Even Qing Yuan and Cen guards kept it secret, if I took the initiative to apologize, wouldn't our acting for so long be in vain? ?”

When Jiu Que heard Qing Yange say the word "outsider", the anger in his heart completely disappeared.

He stroked Qingyange's neck with faint fingerprints on it, and asked with a bit of distress: "Does it hurt?"

Qingyange saw that Jiuque, who was always cold and looks like a snow lotus on a high mountain, was so pleasant, she immediately pouted her lips and followed the trend, and I said pitifully: "It hurts so much, I thought I was going to die just now~ "

Jiu Que sighed, "Aren't you strong in martial arts? Why don't you use your internal strength?"

Qing Yange's eyes were shining brightly, "I can't bear it."

This sentence seemed to be a continuous spring breeze blowing into Jiu Que's heart.

There was a rare smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was affection in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)