King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 50
With the salty sea breeze blowing over the wine flag, the seafood market by the pier is bustling with activity.

The two came to a port town on the east coast of Chifeng Country, Murong Che went to find an inn to stay, Han Yujue was resting on the pontoon in the sea with Xiaoqi, who was tightly wrapped, listening to the sound of the tide lapping on the shore , Watching the hard work of the fishermen.

"Xiao Qi, you were slapped stupid by me before, right?" Han Yujue asked.

"You're so stupid!" Xiaoqi's body changed back to the size of a puppy, unable to roar like a bell when he was in normal size, he could only bark in a low voice.

"I am the symbol of the Ninth Five-Year Lord, and it is absolutely impossible to admit it wrong." Xiaoqi muttered, patting Han Yujue's thigh with his small hoof in protest.

"But he is indeed not the emperor... Although in the sense of mastering behind the scenes, his power is greater than that of the emperor."

Han Yujue had read in the book that Qilin would only submit to the emperor authorized by the destiny. Does this mean that Murong Che will ascend to the throne sooner or later?

In terms of seniority, Murong Che is the nephew of the late emperor and the elder brother of the current emperor. Although he has not yet inherited the title of prince, with his blood, it is legally reasonable to be called emperor in the future.

To put it bluntly, Emperor Luoxuan has been weak and sick since he was a child, and he may be belching someday. Then there will inevitably be another battle for the throne, and Murong Che, who is in control of the Imperial Guard, is undoubtedly the strongest candidate for succession.

However, at least based on Han Yujue's daily observations, Murong Che has never shown any interest in the throne.

"Stupid human being, what are you thinking?" Xiao Qi pressed Han Yujue's arm with its small antlers.

"I think unicorn meat doesn't know what it tastes like. Let's go, Murong Che is back."

"Insane! Inhumane!"

Han Yujue stood up holding Xiao Qi who was struggling desperately, and walked towards Murong Che.

Murong Che stretched out his hand to cover Xiao Qi who was making a fuss, and Xiao Qi immediately calmed down.

"Let's go."

The official roads in the town have been in disrepair for a long time, and the bricks and stones are incomplete, making them look potholed.

There is an inn beside the official road.The wine flag with the word "Yong'an" written on it has been torn in half, fluttering in the wind.

The two of them entered the slightly dilapidated Yong'an Inn, and sat down under Xiao Er's greeting.

"There aren't any decent inns in this area, so just settle for it." Murong Che poured a cup of tea for Han Yujue.

Han Yujue glanced at the people sitting in the inn.

A few tables away, a group of rough men with half-shaved heads and wearing animal skins were eating meat, their faces shaking and spittle splashing.

At a table farther away, sat a young man wearing a tall hat and a black robe.His face was ashen, motionless, his skin was as blue as a dead man's, and he looked a bit like the ghost messenger Han Yujue had seen before.

The one at the same table as him was a big fat girl.She squinted her small eyes, her face was rosy, and she looked very blessed.It was in stark contrast to the ghost-faced youth around him.

Near the store door, a beautiful and plump woman was leaning on the handrail of the stairs. The wide long skirt almost slipped off her body, barely covering half of her body.She licked her lips and smiled coquettishly, her pair of phoenix eyes were tightly locked on Murong Che's body.

Upstairs, coquettish laughter came from time to time.

"These people don't seem to be good at it." Han Yujue took a sip of tea and said in a low voice.

While Han Yujue was sizing them up, these people also stared at Han Yujue and Murong Che indifferently.

"The port is inevitably mixed with dragons and snakes. Here the sky is high and the emperor is far away. There are no troops stationed in a radius of a hundred miles, and the order is chaotic. Many fugitives like to gather in this kind of place." Murong Che said indifferently.

"Does the royal guard care?"

"The territory of Chifeng is too large. Even the imperial guards can't spread their eyeliner to every inch of the land. These extrajudicial places and the imperial court have always been well watered. If they don't come out to make trouble, we won't take care of them."

On the way Han Yujue remembered, he saw several dead bodies hanging from the branches in the woods, and said, "For criminals, this place is like a paradise."

"Then give them a paradise. As long as the order of the capital is guaranteed and the hearts of the people are stable, Chifeng's foundation will not be shaken. Instead of using the elite of the imperial guards in this small town, it is better to manage Xijing and the border. Defend the demon world." Murong Che looked indifferent.

Han Yujue couldn't help asking: "Since you are well versed in the way of governing a country and you hold the military power, have you really never considered becoming an emperor?"

Murong Che smiled and said, "Do you want to be a queen?"

"I..." Han Yujue's cheeks were slightly blush. "I didn't think so."

Murong Che lightly stroked Han Yujue's small face with the back of his fingers, his eyes watered gently: "After sitting on that throne, you will lose a lot of freedom. But if you want to try being a queen, I will help you What's wrong with taking this world."

Han Yujue was slightly taken aback, the blush on his face became brighter.

She raised her eyes to look at Murong Che, her watery and translucent eyes seemed to steal people's hearts and souls.

The atmosphere between the two was incompatible with this inn.

"This is where I get rich by killing people, not for young lovers!"

A burly man with a half-shaved head spat out a bone on the ground and cursed.

The other big men at the same table laughed.

"Third son, don't scare that little lady. You won't meet one of them in Huixiang Town in 100 years."

Another slightly thinner burly man smiled unscrupulously.

Sitting among them, the tallest man with black beard braided into several small braids said hoarsely: "Not only the little lady... the man beside her seems to be worth enjoying..."

The others laughed even more wildly, and said one after another: "Boss's bad habit is here again!"

Even Han Yujue laughed out loud, "They said they want to enjoy you."

Murong Che looked at her, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up: "How can I do that, I can only enjoy it for you."

Both of them didn't care about the vulgar language of the group of big men, and after drinking tea, they called the waiter.

Murong Che took out the money and said, "Open me a good one..."

"Two rooms." Han Yujue said firmly.

Xiao Er was confused: "Guest officer, is that one room or two rooms?"

"...Two rooms, just two rooms."

into the night.

Han Yu decided to light a candle, and found that although the inn was broken, the rooms were quite clean.

The only bad thing is that there is a gust of cold wind outside the window, and there are occasional footsteps, swords rubbing, and hoarse cries for help...

Just like what Murong Che said, this small town is a place outside the law, murder and arson are probably commonplace here.

Han Yujue was about to change clothes and go to bed when he noticed something strange.

There is a faint smell of herbs in the air.

Someone is putting incense? !
Han Yu sneered determinedly, she didn't care how the people in Huixiang Town killed each other.But if you dare to deliver it yourself, then don't blame her for not leaving them a way out.

(End of this chapter)