Husband of Emperor Husband: Queen of Sky Price

Chapter 178

Thinking of Murong Liuzhao following them, Qing Yao became a little angry, because she couldn't get rid of them at all, if she was pestered by them all the time, where else could she go?
Now he doesn't mention the matter of asking her to go back, nor does he mention the topics that bother her. Objection, she kills, he deals with the aftermath, in short, it's good enough to make her feel guilty, good enough to make her feel guilty, but don't expect her to go back like this.

And she won't let him follow him all the time, because she hasn't forgotten that King Nan'an is the emperor's younger brother, and he has always been upright and will never do anything against the emperor. How can she let him follow him all the time? ?If this continues, I'm afraid there will be news to the capital.

"Mochou, Fufeng City is very lively, maybe we can leave tonight."

Qing Yao's eyes became unfathomable, and she could use the large number of people to throw off King Nan'an and his subordinates.

As soon as they heard that they could get rid of King Nan'an and the others, Mo Chou and Mei Xin immediately became interested, and gathered around her side by side: "How shall we do it?"

"Because it's almost Chinese New Year, Fufeng City must be very lively, and just now we provoked those local bullies, I guess they will come to the door later, why don't we take advantage of the chaos and dump Nan'an King, as long as we leave this Deqing Tower, he Don't even think about following us."

"it is good."

Qingyao stretched out her hand, sweeping away the bad breath of the past few days, Mochou and Mei Xinzao stretched out their hands excitedly, the three of them clapped their hands, very happy.

Sure enough, as Qingyao expected, the group of sons and brothers who were beaten, after being carried back by the slaves, soon made a comeback, and the leader was the prefect Su of Fufeng City. His precious son was beaten and disabled. Can he not be jealous?Immediately, soldiers were dispatched from the government office, together with the domestic slaves of the wealthy and squire families in Fufeng City, a large number of people came from the family, and surrounded Deqing Building with three floors inside and outside.

When Murong Liuzhao heard the commotion outside the building, he was afraid that the noise would affect the people inside, so he immediately led a group of guards downstairs, his whole body was cold and his face was gloomy and ugly.

I saw that the hall on the first floor was empty. As early as when I knew that the son of the Su family was beaten, those who ate, drank and listened to the theater fled. Who would have the courage to stay and watch the fun? It's not that they don't want to live up.

The waiter of the shopkeeper turned pale with fright, and led a group of shop assistants, standing outside the door, paying respects to the leading official, and slapping his own mouth.

The middle-aged man in the lead is the magistrate of Fufeng City. When he saw a man wearing a white jade python robe coming out of the building, he was luxurious, tall and lustrous, handsome and handsome, but his face was indifferent. At that moment, the mung bean's eyes radiated a light of concern, looked left and right, looked up and down, and finally confirmed that it must be a rich family at most, and he had never seen this person before.

"Bold and unruly, you dare to hit a dog."

Su Zhifu shouted angrily, and the soldiers behind him responded in unison. The long stick in his hand slammed into one piece on the ground. When Su Zhifu raised his hand, the sound of the stick stopped. , with a stern look, staring at King Nan'an coldly.

"Hurry up and die, it's best not to let me do it, otherwise you will die even more ugly, and you will all be beaten to death with sticks."

As soon as his words fell, a voice as cold as water came from the building.

"I would like to know how ugly it would be to die. How can my son have the same virtue as my father? I like to be a master at every turn, or is it a threat to others?"

As the cold and icy voice fell to the ground, a young man with a face like a crown jade, red lips and white teeth came out, his eyes were like stars, shining blue and crystal light like stars, and a sneer rippling on his lips, obviously warm as jade His demeanor gave off a suppressed bloodthirsty air, and when his eyes glanced casually, everyone felt their hearts tremble and gasped.

As soon as Qingyao appeared, a young man who was standing next to Zhifu Su who was slightly injured stepped back in fear, pointed at her and said to Zhifu Su.

"It's Mingjie he hit. This kid is a bit evil, so powerful."

After speaking, he couldn't help shivering, and quickly dodged to hide behind the officers and soldiers.

Qing Yao glanced at him mockingly, coward, is he still a man?Afraid of being like this, he still dared to show up, and then he looked at Zhifu Su with bloodthirsty eyes, and saw that his old face had already turned green. He is the majestic prefect of Fufeng City. The Tu Emperor, who did not expect to be questioned by this yellow-haired boy, immediately twisted his face ferociously, glared at Mu Qingyao, waved his hand coldly, and ordered.

"Hit, hit me to the death, and don't leave a single one."

At this time, there were a lot of spectators on the opposite side of the Deqing Building, and everyone was a little worried. Although these young masters from other places looked very powerful, the prefect Su was the overlord of one party, and there were so many people under his command. I'm afraid they won't fall well.

When Qingyao heard the prefect's words, her complexion changed a long time ago. Before she could rush up, she took the initiative and kicked out with full force. One person, someone immediately surrounded him and helped Zhifu Su up. His face was green, and he stretched out his hand to cover his chest. This kick made his chest feel tight, and he almost missed it. Damn guy, with a wave of his hand, all his subordinates immediately came together Swipe around.

Murong Liuzhao's heart almost didn't stop beating just now, Yao'er was deliberately finding trouble, she is not an impulsive person, if they really fight, I'm afraid she might slip away in disorder.

As soon as Murong Liuzhao understood this truth, with a movement of his body, the person rushed out like lightning. He lifted Su Zhifu's collar, and a token in his hand was revealed. The third-rank guards with swords, that Su Zhifu shook Shaking his head, when he settled down, he was already standing in front of Mu Qingyao, looking at the group of people in front of him foolishly, and then took one last look at King Nan'an, and knelt down first.

"The subordinates deserve to die. I didn't know that the Commander came to our place. I was far away from welcoming him. Small crimes deserve death. I hope the Commander will forgive me."

The magistrate kowtowed like garlic, and it took a while for the officers and soldiers behind him to react. When they all knelt down, there was a dark crowd in front of the gate of Deqing Building. The shopkeeper, the waiter, and the ordinary people on the street saw Seeing the earth-shaking changes, I really feel a little uncomfortable, but one thing is certain, that is, those foreign princes have more power than the magistrate, maybe they are bigger officials, that's why the magistrate, who has always been aloof, is so afraid.

Mu Qingyao coldly swept the crowd of officers and soldiers, and finally walked in front of the prefect Su with a bored expression, and spoke coolly.

"Who died more ugly? Your Majesty the Prefect."

"Damn the lower official, the lower official deserves to die." The magistrate Su said in panic. The person who showed him the card earlier was a third-rank guard, but his rank was much higher than his. That person respected everyone in front of him, so what is the origin of this person? How big is it?The more the magistrate thought about it, the more frightened he became, beads of sweat kept rolling down his head, and finally kowtowed vigorously.

Mu Qingyao smiled slowly. No matter how you look at it, that smile is a bit conspiratorial. Murong Liuzhao, Murong Liuzhao, I didn't expect you to see through my thoughts. Could it be that I have nothing else besides that? ?

"Prefect Su?" Qing Yao's voice sounded sinister, and the other hand tugged on Prefect Su's beard, smiled coldly, and then leaned closer to his ear to warn.

"Our lord guard is not easy to mess with. You'd better drag him quickly and make amends, or you will lose your official position and your life."

As soon as her words fell, Su Zhifu's body trembled like chaff, his face was full of panic, he turned to look at Murong Liuzhao, King of Nan'an, thinking that he might lose his job and lose his head, so he rushed over, Hugging Nan'an Wang Murong Liuzhao's thigh, he burst into tears.

"Master Guard, please spare me. I have old and young, and I have a whole family to support. Don't kill me, don't kill me."

A thunderous voice sounded from the crowd of soldiers behind Lord Zhifu: "Master Guard, please spare us."

Murong Liuzhao was stunned for a moment, not knowing what was happening in front of him, but Mu Qingyao waved his hand silently, and several people quickly dodged and retreated to the street, blending into the crowd in the blink of an eye. When they found out, they had already slipped away for a long time, and their expressions changed drastically. They suddenly lifted the thighs held by the prefect Su, and ordered behind them.

"Follow."

A dozen guards came back to their senses, the woman ran away again, and immediately followed behind the prince, chasing after the figure in front.

The street was crowded with people, Qingyao and her three subordinates were like loaches, specially burrowing into the crowd. Although King Nan'an and the others behind him were good at kung fu, it was a busy street, so it was impossible to perform light kung fu, and it was still at night. Be careful, the person will disappear, so you don't dare to be careless at all, and follow closely behind Mu Qingyao, not far or near.

Mu Qingyao was so angry, but there was nothing she could do about them. At this moment, Mo You and Mo Chou asked worriedly while running, "Miss, is there a child in your belly?"

On the other side, Mei Xin was already out of breath, holding Mao Xueqiu in one hand, and waving with the other: "I can't do it, I can't do it."

Qing Yao turned her head and saw that King Nan'an's men were approaching, what should I do?Could it be that all previous efforts are in vain, so what can I do, his face sank, and he ordered: "You two hold her, I'm fine, give me the snowball." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to take the snowball, and Mo Chou and Mo You agreed.

"Yes, ma'am."

Several people continued to scatter their hoofs, running desperately, suddenly a luxurious carriage drove past them from far to near, and when it passed by them, it stopped abruptly, and someone on it lifted the curtain, and said in a deep voice. Open the mouth: "Come up!"

(End of this chapter)