A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 535 Evaluation of Wei Xiaokuan

Yuan Wuyou was stunned. How did this guy dress up to look like Yuwen Huaibi and have a body like Gao Changgong? Then he realized that staring at him was too offensive and quickly looked away.

But she was still shocked. This man was so noble and conservative when wearing the hat, like a white sunflower or a fairy under the moon. How come he took off his hat but didn't even wear his clothes properly?
Taking advantage of the fact that their horses were less than two steps apart, she quickly stretched out her arm, lowered her head and handed the hat back.

"What do you mean, sir? Put this on!"

After the curtain was removed, Chongming's vision became clear and he could see every change in her expression.

Seeing that she didn't dare to look at him, as if she was embarrassed, he suddenly became interested and asked with raised eyebrows, "Didn't King Fengling want to see my "skills"? Why are you avoiding my eyes?"

"I mean you... look like a good military general," seeing that he didn't want to take the hat, Yuan Wuyou immediately gave up and threw the hat into his arms.

"You should wear this to cover up your flesh. What are you wearing? Are you in Chishui so poor that you can't afford cloth?"

Hearing this, the man with double pupils who was holding a ball of white gauze could not help but frown, his eyes were playful and he seemed aggressive.

"Your Highness, are you concerned about me? It seems that Your Highness really likes white. After only seeing me twice, he already has a desire to monopolize me."

"What do you mean you like white? Who told you that?"

Chongming did not answer, but instead said something irrelevant, "Your Highness has been touched by a man like Prince Ande of Northern Qi, how can you still act like an ignorant girl? He dared to seduce my eldest sister-in-law and make her his concubine, but he didn't strike while the iron is hot? It's really a waste of your youth."

Upon hearing this, the female crown princess of the previous dynasty on horseback suddenly frowned, her amber eyes suddenly became sharp, and she became full of hostility.

"How dare you! What nonsense are you talking about? My concubine is the Lord of Zhou." Yuan Wuyou realized it belatedly. This explanation made him look awkward. Seeing the man on the horse opposite holding the white shirt Mu Li, covering the large area of ​​naked muscle on his chest, he simply said impatiently,
"Put on the curtain and leave. I don't have time to keep you company."

Fearing that the little princess would cause a commotion, Chongming suddenly changed the subject, "It's not that I don't want to expose my breasts, it's just that the weather in Nanyang is much hotter than in Chishui, especially when I see Your Highness..."

As he said that, Chongming simply hung Mu Li on the horse's head, then lifted his long legs and slid down the other side of the saddle.

As soon as the man landed on the ground, he walked to the red-shirted girl's horse, then looked up at her, with a creepy smile in his four-pupil eyes.

"Seeing the powerful female ruler of Huaxu right before my eyes really makes me feel even more excited both physically and mentally."

Yuan Wuyou had long thought that this guy was not short, and now that he was standing in front of her, he was even as tall as her waist. Without the curtain blocking her view, the man's entire face was even more profound with his features and a sharp chin. Even when he was looking up at her, his eyes were still full of sharp aggression.

What he said was an undisguised provocation.

Fortunately, she had been hanging out with habitual criminals like Gao Yanzong for a long time, and had become immune to his frivolous teasing.

So the Queen of Huaxu sat upright on the saddle, looking down at the man in white shirt below, and said seriously:

"Since you have the same surname as Wei Xiaokuan and you are talented, if you submit to the imperial court, it will be easy for you to get a position."

Chongming narrowed his pupils slightly, and asked coldly, "Your Highness, what kind of person do you think Wei Xiaokuan is?"

If he could ask this question in this atmosphere, it must be something he cares about very much. Yuan Wuyou carefully chose his words and asked tentatively:

"She was my mother's counselor in the past, and now she is also a pillar of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. She is brave and resourceful in using troops, and she has made great contributions in guarding the border of Yunzhou over the years." She did not directly say whether she was a good or bad person, but only gave facts and evaluated her merits. However, when she saw the man's face sank and a terrifying murderous intent suddenly burst out from his double-pupil eye sockets, Yuan Wuyou was secretly shocked, but she remained calm and said:
"But I don't have a deep friendship with him. If he hadn't offered a trick to the Northern Zhou royal family a few days ago, trying to force me, his old master, to be a running dog for the new master, I would have almost forgotten about him."

After hearing these words, Chongming, who was standing under her horse, finally relaxed a little.

"It seems that Your Highness can still distinguish between good and bad. Although it is said that saints are judged by deeds rather than hearts, and there are no saints when it comes to hearts, some people are loyal to the emperor and love their country abroad, but abandon their families and careers, abandon their children and beat their wives at home."

"Oh? I really don't know about Wei Xiaokuan's private affairs. Does Master Chongming know?"

“I don’t know, but he’s a bad person.” Chongming suddenly realized that she called his name, and all four pupils narrowed together, “Your Highness’ name is Wuyou, right? Haha, hahaha…”

His sharp facial features suddenly softened because of this smile, and Yuan Wuyou felt hair all over his body.

Yuan Wuyou was already feeling somewhat unwilling and hurt by his disgusted and disdainful look, and when he saw his inexplicable behavior and tone, he became even more angry and immediately frowned and glared!

"why are you laughing?"

Chongming said leisurely: "Laughing at your name, it sounds like a tease, which indicates that Your Highness is a little dishonest."

How could a man who runs a brothel and works as a pimp actually say that the name her mother came up with was not decent?

Yuan Wuyou was so angry that his eyes were spitting fire. He drew out the Chixiao Sword angrily and pointed his finger at the man under the horse.

"How dare you! Are you cursing me? How dare you interfere with my name?"

Even with a sword on his neck, Chongming still didn't care. He looked up and smiled, "My dear, tell Brother Chongming, can you whistle?"

The girl with the baby face could hardly hold her stiff face and replied woodenly: "No."

"Haha..." The man stretched out two bony fingers to pinch the tip of the sword, and then looked at her provocatively.

"Then let me teach you? Come on, roll up the tip of your tongue~"

"Let go! Don't blackmail me..." Seeing that he was holding the tip of the sword with one hand and deliberately pushing his prominent Adam's apple towards the tip of her sword, Yuan Wuyou hurriedly retracted the sword, but saw the man pouting his thin lips and spitting out a tender red tongue at her... Yuan Wuyou's head suddenly got hot, and she made up her mind to put the tip of the sword against his Adam's apple.

"Don't be so presumptuous! You...you put your tongue back."

The female king on horseback held the tip of the sword against his vital point. Chongming was not sure whether she would really stab him, so he swallowed nervously. His obvious Adam's apple slid up and down, making him look even sexier.

The man with double pupils narrowed his eyes slightly and calmly pushed the tip of the sword between his fingers outwards.

"Put the sword back. Brother Chongming can whistle using your name. Do you believe it?"

Yuan Wuyou first turned around to look behind her. The group of carriage drivers under Jialuo's command were not fighting with the rebels brought by Chongming at the moment. She thought the problem was not serious, so she retracted her sword as she was told and held it on the side of the saddle with her hand hanging down.

The former princess turned around and still looked down upon him.

"Would you like one?"