Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 170 – A promise stumps a hero
"Knows the world well, but does not stay in the world~"

Tai Chengliu nodded in satisfaction and praised endlessly.

Si Kongque and Tai Chengliu chatted happily in the Xinuang Pavilion, playing piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and hops, from the south of the world to the north of the earth, but they still have more to say.

At this time, a cold moon was quietly hanging on the plum shoots, Li Qingmei was a little exhausted, she listened to the two men talking with her head propped up.

"Qingmei, you should go back to sleep first, Mr. Tai Cheng and I hit it off right away, I'm afraid the drinking party won't be over until dawn."

"Well, then you remember to eat more vegetables and drink less."

"I remember, don't worry~"

Sikong Que wrapped her in the silver fox fur, and then called Qing Ge to help Li Qingmei go back to her room to rest.

When only Sikong Que and Tai Chengliu were left in the Nuan Pavilion, the cups and cups were mixed, and the drinking scene of drinking and talking about Fengyue suddenly became quiet.

"How to break the game?"

Sikong Que picked up his wine glass and went straight in.

"Know its whiteness, keep its blackness, the style of the world, know its male, keep its female, be the stream of the world, know its glory, keep its disgrace, the valley of the world."

"Know yourself and know the enemy, and you will be able to fight a hundred battles without danger. This old man is willing to contribute to His Royal Highness's great cause, and use my meager strength."

"Mr. Taicheng, my mother's human skin has been reduced to an everlasting lamp, which will burn forever in the Palace of Eternal Life!"

Tai Chengliu looked sad, and immediately picked up the wine cup and sprinkled it on the bluestone floor.

"My lord, the wine is warm~"

"Bring it up!"

"promise!"

……

Li Qingmei was woken up by Feng Zhan's cry for help, she didn't expect that she just went back to her room early to rest for less than half an hour, and then there was news that Sikong Que and Tai Chengliu were having a big fight in the Nuan Pavilion.

When she hurriedly dressed and rushed to the Nuan Pavilion, she saw Sikong Que standing alone in the front yard.

"Que, why are you and Mr. Taicheng fighting so well! Where is Mr. Taicheng now!"

"Humans with strategic minds are inherently eccentric, and if you can't bear it, you will make a big mess!"

Li Qingmei hated that iron could not be made into steel, and hurriedly called Feng Zhan to chase him out of the mansion.

"Don't chase after me, I'm different from Taicheng Liudao, I don't conspire with each other, I can't afford what he wants! It's as simple as that!"

"There must be room for flexibility in everything. What request does he make? If it can be satisfied, we can try our best to achieve it!"

It's said that Tai Cheng is the world's leader, Li Qingmei didn't want Sikong Que to miss the Magi just like that, she could only try her best to find all the room for redemption.

"He wants to marry my mother and concubine in the dark! It's a shame!"

"If he helps me win the throne, I must follow his request and move the spirit tablet of my mother and concubine into the ancestral hall of Tai Cheng's family!"

At this moment, Sikong Que thought of Tai Chengliu's expression when he said this, and he was still furious. He kicked towards the stone pier in front of him where Tai Chengliu had rested.

The stone pier was rattled by the deep internal force, and the servant girl in the corridor was shocked to dodge.

Finally, with Sikong Que's angry roar, the stone pier instantly turned into a ball of powder.

"Que! You've already said that differences are not conspiring with each other! Why worry about an irrelevant person!"

"If the world is not benevolent! Even if he is a talented man, he is useless. What can't be used by us can only be a useless move!"

Sikong Que comforted Li Qingmei in turn.

"My lord is right to think so!"

"Why do you come here recklessly in such thin clothes!"

Sikong Que saw that she was only wearing a single piece of clothing, not even a fox fur. At this moment, Li Qingmei's nose was red from the cold, and she was shivering.

(End of this chapter)