The emperor is still tied: stop, this palace is robbed

Chapter 155 The handsome emperor is poisoned 1
There was a moment of silence under the night, as if in a closed space, and then there was a piercing scream.

Look again, under the moon, a naked man running wildly under the moon with a loud voice.

"It's a pity. If it was in broad daylight, there would definitely be a lot of onlookers."

Yue Tinghui looked at the sword thrown on the ground by Meimei and shook his head.

"I haven't tried it for a long time. It turns out that my swordsmanship has not retreated."

Meimei also sighed as she looked at the naked man running towards the city gate.

The killer wolf ran naked all the way howling.

"Meimei, who taught you your kung fu?"

Yue Tinghui asked curiously.

"My mother, my father, little brother, big sister..." Meimei thought for a while and said, "It seems that I know everyone who knows kung fu, I have learned it."

"Besides kung fu, you know everything else, right?"

Yue Tinghui imagined Meimei sitting in front of the piano stand to play the piano and sitting in front of the window to embroider like ordinary ladies.

"Are you asking about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? It seems that they know a little bit, but they are not good at it."

Meimei said generously.

Knowing a little, but not proficient, Yue Tinghui doesn't know what kind of concept this is, but knowing it is enough.

Although no one expects the queen to be perfect, she must know a little bit about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so as not to be laughed at by the ministers.

The two sat back by the fire, and each talked about some interesting stories about their childhood. They kept laughing and talking all night, and they didn't take a nap until there was a little light in the sky.

Although you can sleep in the carriage, it is not as comfortable as the bed. It only took half a day to drive this day, and then we stayed at the inn.

Ever since Yan Haoran left, Meimei insisted on staying at the inn.

In fact, what Yue Tinghui knew was that Meimei just hoped to meet Yan Hao, but he still followed Meimei.

That night, Meimei went to bed early, only Yue Tinghui was a little bit insomnia, sitting alone in the room drinking wine.

Drinking into sorrow, people are more sober, Yue Tinghui feels this way now.

He could clearly feel the sound of someone walking on the roof, but he didn't move, Meimei was sleeping next to him.

The person who came here might still be a killer. Could it be that she really didn't give up?

After pouring a glass of wine, Yue Tinghui's eyes were full of sneers when the footsteps stopped above his head.

(End of this chapter)