Ghost eye mad concubine is too hot

Chapter 120: A Little Red in Jiangnan (2)
"You slept with you..." Staring at Huo Ruge's bloodshot eyes, Yun Zhongque swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his protruding Adam's apple slid up and down.

"You..." How do you let me sleep on the roof?Staring at Yun Zhongque, Huo Ruge only uttered the word "you" from his mouth, and stuck the whole sentence in the middle of his throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it. The explanation works.

The golden eyes drooped slightly, and Yun Zhongque's eyes looking towards Huo Ruge suddenly became much softer. He reached out and rubbed the top of her head vigorously, then turned and walked towards the door until he reached the dilapidated door of the inn. He stopped suddenly at the door, turned around and cast a brief glance at her, and said, "I'll just stand outside the door."

After finishing speaking, Yun Zhongque opened the door and walked out, and then quickly closed the door behind him. Although he didn't use much force, he still shook the wood chips and wall ash all over the floor.

Staring at the dilapidated wooden door full of insect eyes for a while, Huo Ruge opened his mouth, then pursed his lips, and lay down again on the bedding filled with a mild musty smell, but he didn't close his eyes immediately.

In fact, her insomnia was not all because of Yun Zhongque who was guarding on the roof, but because as long as she closed her eyes, Murong Heng's figure would emerge in her mind.

Every time this happened, she would smile helplessly.

It turned out that before she knew it, that bastard and perverted guy had already lived in the depths of her consciousness and could never be erased.

Thinking like this, Huo Ruge turned over, stared at the curtain on the side of the wall, and slowly closed his eyes.

Murong Heng, I am not dead.

Murong Qi really did as he said, plastering Huo Ruge's portrait all over the capital, not even letting go of those corners.

As a result, the people in the capital had a brand-new understanding and understanding of the new emperor: this emperor loves to find people.

The next day, it was rumored that Jing Wang Murongheng, who was suffering from a serious illness and could not leave the mansion all day long, appeared on the Xuanzheng Hall of the Imperial Palace of Tianqi Kingdom with a red gold east bead crown on his head and a navy blue official robe. The rather turbulent political situation since the emperor gave a strong boost, and the shock made all the ministers shake like chaff and look pale.All of a sudden, those who were disarmed and returned to the fields returned to the fields, and those who were old voluntarily dismissed their officials. The huge Xuanzheng Hall suddenly became much more empty, and even breathing became more unobstructed than usual.King Jing's move created the most powerful "exchange of blood and political cleansing" in the history of Tianqi Kingdom, which was successfully implemented without mobilizing a single soldier. It was called "Xuanzheng Palace Change" in history.

Outside the imperial study room, Murong Heng, who was wearing an official robe, stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes closed, as if he was resting with his eyes closed.The pale golden light came against the trend, setting off a beautiful and independent beauty on him.Even so, the maids and eunuchs who were waiting around still lowered their heads, and none of them dared to come forward to say hello.It's only because Prince Jing's reputation is too loud, and the maids and eunuchs would be so alarmed, it's understandable.

Suddenly, at this moment, Murong Qi, who was dressed in a bright yellow light dragon robe, came over, and when he saw Murong Heng who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, his expression suddenly paused.

Turning away the people who were waiting around with his eyes, Murong Qi slightly pursed his lips, then raised his dragon boots hooked with gold thread and walked towards Murong Heng.

"Second brother, there are no outsiders here, can you and my brother go in and talk?"

Passing by Murong Heng, Murong Qi spoke slowly, but his eyes pointed to the imperial study.

After hearing this, Murong Heng didn't respond, but turned around straight away, crossed the vermilion threshold without any muddle, and didn't stop until he reached the front of the imperial case, and at the same time shifted his gaze to Murong Qi.

"Who wants to impeach the king?"

Hearing this, Murong Qi's gaze paused, but he didn't respond immediately, but walked to the back of the imperial case at a leisurely pace, raised his hand and pointed at the imperial case, and said like a joke: "It's all..." After speaking, Murong Qi paused for a while, and then changed the subject: "Has Prince Liang's son successfully started his journey?"

"That's right. Lu Xiao hasn't launched any assassination for half a month. Once Long Qianchi died, his activities in Tianqi Kingdom would be blocked. In my opinion, Lu Xiao will not take any action until the border between the two countries."

Murong Heng's voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible, with the sharpness of keeping strangers away.There is neither redundant tone nor redundant words, as if he cherishes words like gold, and also seems to disdain to say more.Although his eyes fell on Murong Qi, the eyes didn't seem to stay here.As if looking at something that Murong Qi couldn't see, it was somewhat alienated and cold.But Murong Qi didn't seem to focus on what Murong Heng said, but wrinkled his brows, fixed his eyes on him, and let out a barely audible sound after his words settled down. sigh.

"Second brother..." Immediately after the light sigh, there was a low call with a slightly gloomy air, Murong Qi looked at Murong Heng, and many emotions were concentrated in his eyes.

Finally resting his gaze on Murong Qi, Murong Heng pursed his lips, and the slightly raised eye corners overflowed with some incomprehensible light, and then quickly disappeared without a trace.

"Your majesty, you are the king and I am the subject. There is a difference between the king and the minister. If you still think of me as your second elder brother, you must distinguish these two words clearly, and you must implement these two words to the end no matter when and where. I wonder if the emperor can understand?"

Murong Heng looked at Murong Qi, with a smooth tone without any ups and downs, like a mirror or still water, but there were emotions and hints that only Murong Qi could understand.

"I understand." This was Murong Qi's affirmative answer after a long silence. Although it took some time, once he spoke, he no longer hesitated.

After listening, Murong Heng leaned over slightly, gave a little salute, and one monarch and one minister used the imperial case as the boundary to delineate each other's identities that should belong to each other.

"Prince Jing, I have something that I need to entrust to you, and I will leave today." As he spoke, Murong Qi's eyes flickered slightly, but his expression remained calm.

Although there was such a cynical expression on that round face, now, those old expressions are gone, only a calmness that somewhat does not match his appearance remains.

Looking at the man in front of him wearing a dragon robe and looking like a crown of jade, Murong Heng slightly curled his lips.

The current Murong Qi finally looks like a real emperor... In this way, he can probably feel at ease temporarily.

As far as his mind was concerned, Murong Heng retracted his jaw slightly, and even led him to look at Murong Qi with a slightly lowered gaze. After a brief silence, he said: "I don't know what the emperor entrusted?"

Hearing the sound, Murong Qi took out a piece of thin letter paper folded into a square from his sleeve, put it on the imperial case and pushed it in front of Murong Heng's eyes, and said: "I will read the contents after returning to the mansion, and burn it after reading."

(End of this chapter)