I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 350 Qingqing, I will give you a treasure house

Before he could say the rest, Emperor Chu looked over with sharp eyes and said angrily, "Shut up, I don't want to hear what you say today!"

"Mengchang, don't rely on me to spoil you, you have to come up to any shit jar and lick a few mouthfuls!"

Marquis of Yongchang...

But His Majesty was so angry that it was not a good opportunity to raise an argument, and the cheap son Shen Yi winked at him again.

Marquis Yongchang stepped back reluctantly, and muttered: I don't want to lick the shit jar.

Everyone has mixed feelings.

From this point of view, His Majesty still prefers Yongchang Hou and the eldest princess. Judging from his tone just now, it is obvious that he does not want to let the man he loves go into troubled water, so as not to make it difficult for himself.

At this time, I can stay out of the matter, envy!

No one answered, the teacher began to answer questions by name.

Lin Xiang was the first one to be pointed out.

Lin Xiang's old god is here: "The matter has passed for many years, and Song Ying was also watched by His Majesty to grow up. How to deal with it depends on His Majesty's will."

Lin Xiang's attitude represents the meaning of the prince's one party.

Don't kill them all.

The Emperor of Chu named Mr. Gao again, Concubine De's elder brother.

General Gao came out: "I feel that Song Ying can no longer stay by cutting grass and roots, and this is also a warning to the world! Imperial power is sacred and inviolable."

The Defei faction advocates cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots.

Emperor Chu ordered Song Bai again: "Where is Master Song? What do you think?"

Song Bai was just a small chief, standing at the end of the crowd, he couldn't see the man sitting on the throne clearly when he looked up.

But this is also good, that person can't capture his subtle expressions.

His tone was upright, without any waves: "Returning to His Majesty, I have written a note to Your Majesty yesterday, and I think His Majesty has not seen it."

"I feel that the son of a rebellious minister should not stay!"

The Emperor Chu's expression was indisputable: "After all, you have been a brother for many years, but you are cruel!"

"It's right to kill relatives in a righteous way." Song Bai remained expressionless.

Emperor Chu smiled meaningfully: "As expected of my good nephew!"

This kind of praise was only given to Song Ying before.

In the eyes of Emperor Chu, Song Bai was never seen before.

There was a slight joy on Song Bai's face, but that layer of joy was like the mist in the forest in the morning, and the sun swept away, and it disappeared.

He retreated to his position, and the people around him gently tugged him twice before he came back to his senses and slowly relaxed his tense body.

He tried his best to suppress the redness in his eyes.

There are countless pairs of eyes staring at him in the dark, and there can be no mistakes in the slightest.

But the palm of his palm was pierced by his short nails just now, and now it is sticky.

Still no one answered, the Emperor Chu named General Nan again.

General Nan sighed: "Your Majesty, I have an upright nature, so I said it bluntly. I don't care about Song Ying. I only care about my daughter. This is the daughter of my heart. She is now Looking for death and life, this humble minister is also very distressed!"

The Emperor Chu's face darkened slightly, and he was about to ask him if he wanted to intercede with Song Ying, when General Nan continued: "So Your Majesty should make a decision as soon as possible, so that the little girl can give up earlier!"

Emperor Chu...

You still urged me, you want to kill your son-in-law early, don't you?
Song Ying!
What a wonderful child, if it wasn't the son of King Duan.

The Emperor of Chu rubbed his temples wearily, and sighed: "In that case, I won't waste your precious time. In five days' time, let's kill you at the Dongdaemun Vegetable Market!"

The familiar entrance of Dongdaemun Vegetable Market is the place where Song Ying was beaten before. This place is usually used to deal with the most vicious criminals.

Chu Huang put people in this position, which shows that he hates Song Ying in his heart.

No one dared to intercede.

That's it.

Master Gao looked at Shen Yi suspiciously.

This King Huan is more ruthless than expected.

I thought that because of his past affection and his temper, he would have to argue with His Majesty.

It has been silent all the time, and His Majesty did not ask his opinion.

You are asking.

Let him make you unhappy!

Meng Ci was waiting at the gate of the palace.

She had a premonition that there would be a decision about Song Ying's future today.

No one will continue to investigate whether it is true, because Chu Huang has already confirmed it in his heart, and the eldest princess has not denied it.

Now that the identity has been determined, how to deal with it is a matter of Chu Huang's words.

From a distance, she saw the carriage of Prince Rui's Mansion.

But the carriage curtain remained closed.

Murong Feng was locked up and could not come out at this time.

Xiaosan's voice came from the carriage: "Meng Shizi, at this point, with your ingenuity, is there still a chance to save Song Ying?"

"Watching the death of a friend you care about with your own eyes, how does it feel? In fact, everything can be avoided. If you hadn't stood by King Huan, this situation would not have happened!"

"Should I give you another chance, if you are willing to let the entire Hou Mansion join His Highness's side..."

Before Meng Ci could answer, a stone shot out and was nailed into the carriage.

Yue Ren had a bright smile on his face: "If we cooperate with you, will you give me a yard?"

The mistress hissed in pain, took a few breaths of silence, and then sent a message: "What is a courtyard, His Highness can give you a house, anywhere you want! You can choose any place in Kyoto!"

Yue Ren grinned: "Then how about giving up Prince Rui's Mansion to Ah Ci?"

In front of Murong Feng, he didn't want to be called Meng Ci Qingqing, that was a secret between them.

The breathing in the carriage was a little short, and Murong Feng finally couldn't hold back and said, "A Ci, you know that the palace cannot be transferred casually, but you can treat the palace as your home!"

Meng Ci smiled softly.

The stone in Yue Ren's hand whirled around: "Prince Huan can do it. If Ah Ci likes it, King Huan will hand over the palace to her! So, you better get out, or I will blow up your carriage again."

"Break it up!"

Meng Ci spoke.

Yue Ren waited for this sentence, and scattered the stones in her hand.

Xiao San and Murong Feng's guards were shocked.

The coachman drove the carriage and ran desperately, while the others were busy picking up Yue Ren's dice.

For a while, he was in a hurry and was in a panic.

The carriage fled in a hurry, without the grandeur of the palace at all.

When the carriage was far away, Meng Ci smiled and looked at Yue Ren: "He gave you a big house, why don't you go? My brother only gave you a small house."

"If you don't go, how can I go! I will always follow you!" Yue Ren put his hand on Meng Ci's shoulder, "And do I care about his little money? I have money, and what I want is Qingqing, please be happy , I am happy myself!"

His emerald eyes stared affectionately at Meng Ci's face: "Qingqing, if you like it, I will give you all my money, and I will take you to see my treasure house later!"

"Ah, that will be your treasure house from now on!"

　Tenosynovitis is getting bigger, and typing with fingers is like being stuck with a needle, so I can only update a little less, forgive me.

　　
　
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