Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

Looking at Ye Qing, who wrapped himself in the quilt without revealing his head, the national master sighed deeply at the bottom of his heart, and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt lower.

"What's the matter? What did she say?"

In fact, the master also guessed the general content. Now the situation is tense. Hu Erzhen is trying to force Mu Yunyu and Baili Chonghua. Now they haven't come back. They only come back with a letter, which must be to explain the whole story to Ye Qing.

Daxi is in such a situation. The national teacher just looks at it, so she doesn't take it to heart, but she's no better than Ye Qing, who loves the people like a son. How can she be easily enlightened?

"What's the matter?! what else can you say?!"

The national teacher didn't ask. Fortunately, he burst when he asked Ye Qing. He opened the quilt and threw it aside. He stood up. The tree eyebrows roared at the national teacher.

"All of you know what's going on. I'm the only one. You hide everything from me!"

"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself when you're impulsive..."

The national teacher was about to explain with patience. He was slapped by Ye Qing and pushed down directly from the bed.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough and stood up, the grand national teacher would have to fall into a mess.

"Hum, these are nonsense - you all pretend to be so profound and unpredictable. You can stand still in the face of danger when you watch the big people in deep water! OK - even the once big God of war can indulge the desert, trample on my big land and humiliate my big people. What's my business with rats?"

"You think people are too beautiful, but everyone has two sides, even if it is a hundred miles and heavy China."

There was no displeasure on the national master's face, but he drove to Ye Qing in a flat and straightforward tone.

Baili Chonghua is indeed the former God of war, but so what?

Because of such a name, isn't he carrying enough?

After life and death, a hundred miles of Chonghua has finally resurrected. Does he have to continue to devote his life to the so-called world state?

The national master did not analyze such a heavy topic in front of Ye Qing, but told Ye Qing in the simplest way that people will have their own choices when they live.

Baili Chonghua does not assume any inescapable responsibility for Daxi.

"You don't have to explain!"

Ye Qing obviously doesn't accept such enlightenment. At this time, she will only feel irritable when she hears the voice of the national teacher, not to mention listening to him chant scriptures?!

With a sneer, Ye Qing threw contemptuous eyes at the national teacher. Ye Qing sat cross legged on the couch, and his face was full of sarcasm.

"I know! People have two sides. Aren't you the best portrayal?"

"Me?"

The national master was stunned and didn't keep up with Ye Qing's brain circuit

"Yes, in front of people is a holy national teacher, and behind people?!"

Ye Qing bit her teeth and stared at the national teacher. What came to mind was the picture of being pressed under him that day.

"Obscene! Despicable! Shameless!"

Hating and spitting, Ye Qing reached out to pick up the quilt that had just been thrown aside and wrapped herself tightly.

If Mu Yun is here, I'm afraid she will only shake her head after reading it.

Elder sister, just now you've seen all the things you should and shouldn't see. Is it too late to remember to clean up?

The national master was amused by Ye Qing's small actions. Of course, he didn't show half a point on his face, but his eyes became stronger when he looked at Ye Qing.