Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

"Master, you are so partial to Song Qing. Don't you force me to commit suicide?" Black bell blows and stares.

"Commit suicide?" Ji Rao carried a pot of wine and laughed happily. "You're an eight foot man who committed suicide. It's too ugly. You have to commit suicide on your stomach."

Ji Rao read a whole book, just like his own experience, although not a person, but can feel the same.

The word empathy is strange.

Because the word is deceptive.

No one in the world can feel it.

As long as you're not me, you can't feel what I feel.

Ji Rao is an exception. He is the leader of Ji religion now.

Now that he's here, he won't let Heiling go that far, and he won't let himself leave any regrets.

If there is any interesting place nearby, it must be the capital.

Since it is the capital, how can there be few Wulin schools in such an important place?

There are more than ten schools in the Wulin, such as feihuazhai, Qingshan school, Huagu school, zhanshangfei school, let alone those small schools.

So it's really not good for leader Ji, who has been on the top of Wulin men's ranking for years, to go directly. With this degree of recognition, before entering the gate of Beijing, it was surrounded by the alliance of major factions.

Song Qing quietly took out a mask again.

The capital city is worthy of being the home of the emperor of ten thousand li. The jade hall in qionglin, the string pipe in the morning and the Sheng PA in the evening.

In the distance, you can enjoy the garden boat under the willow painting bridge, and sing and dance in the lotus place. There is a stall on the street every three or two steps. The peddlers are constantly crying. The calligraphy and paintings of sugar gourd jewelry are all on the side. In the inn with the window open, you can see people looking up from the fence. There are a lot of people coming and going along the ten mile long street, such as those who carry goods, those who run errands, and white horse chariots can be seen everywhere. I think it's also who's young master and young lady coming out to play again.

In fact, Song Qing was particularly reluctant to come out with Heiling.

Like now.

Ji Rao is like granny Liu in Grand View Garden. She is curious about everything.

"What is this? Cricket fighting? Why don't you go and have a look? "

Without waiting for Song Qing to respond, Heiling scrambled to reply, "good, good."

"What is this? Playing dragon lantern? Take a look? "

Heiling nodded and said," go and go. "

In short, Heiling supports Ji Rao's idea unconditionally.

Several people in the bustling market around, finally Ji Rao fell in love with the gambling stone.

"How about a piece? If you bet well, you'll make a profit. Now, as long as one or two, you'll get hundreds of Liang. I think the young master is dignified. It must be the time when fortune is booming. Why don't you try one? It's not expensive, and you can't lose much.... " The boss of gambling stone never stops talking like a force machine.

Ji Rao didn't listen to a word. Instead, she squatted down, supported her chin with a fan, and carefully looked at the stones.

Song Qing whispered in Ji Rao's ear, "master, there's no good one here. If you really want to play, let's go to a special gambling club. "

The stones on this kind of stall are obviously left by others. Don't pick the rest. Otherwise, how can they be so cheap.

"Nothing." Ji Rao perfunctorily Song Qing, continue to look with interest.

He doesn't really want to gamble, or he just wants to have a good time. He's an inexperienced rookie who will feel uncomfortable when he goes to gamble.

He quickly picked up a stone that he thought looked OK, picked it up and said, "black bell, how about this one?"

"Good!"

"And this one?"

"Good!"

“…… What about this one? "

"Good! What the leader likes is good