Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 948

Chapter 948: One who dares to speak

After a friendly (one-sided) negotiation with each other, the two reached an agreement on some things. Ling Xiyue's gloomy expression finally turned cloudy, but Bei Chenyan's face became tense, and the sunny turned cloudy.

Ling Xiyue looked up at the man's charcoal-black face, suppressed a smile, then stepped on her feet, hooked his neck with both hands, hanging on him like an octopus, with a bright smile, "I want to go out, You accompany me."

And now you take the initiative to ask him to accompany you again?

Bei Chenyan raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise, and said in her heart: This little woman really wants to come out as soon as she comes out.

The man felt helpless and funny, sometimes he really didn't understand what was in her little head.

That's all, as long as the little ancestor is happy.

Now she is holding the gold medal for avoiding death, no matter what, he can't "touch" her.This little woman relied on this to pinch him to death, but even if he knew, he could only let her pinch him.

The man opened his lips, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Okay..."

Ling Xiyue smiled "hehe", let go, and jumped off the man.

This action caused Bei Chenyan to wrinkle the brows that had just opened, and quickly raised his hands to wrap her around her waist with strong arms, with a look of handling her gently, "Be careful, Just like a monkey all day, jumping up and down."

I promised just now that the voice was still turning around inside the palace gate, and I forgot it in a blink of an eye, Bei Chenyan also had a headache.

"Yan, how did I find that your tone is more and more like grandpa and daddy." Ling Xiyue couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't be so nervous, please, take it easy, you'll get pregnant soon, it'll make me feel like hemiplegia, I'm surprised Just a moment. If this goes on like this, I'll have a nervous breakdown."

Bei Chenyan glanced sideways at the little woman, and when she heard her words, she felt a throbbing pain in her brain.

Is there such a curse on yourself?
"Qiulan, prepare the carriage." Ling Xiyue turned around and waved to Qiulan.

"Okay!" Qiulan got the order, turned around and went to do it immediately.

Bei Chenyan looked at her, "Leaving the palace?"

"That's right." Ling Xiyue looked at the man, with a sly gleam in her clear eyes, "I'll take you to a good show." Through the gap between the magnolia flowers blooming in the courtyard, she glanced at the sky above her head. Sun, "It should be almost a good time to play Cairo now."

Bei Chenyan looked suspiciously at the little woman with bright eyes, "What's the fun?"

"Have you forgotten our previous agreement?" Ling Xiyue stretched out her slender fingers like onions, pointing at him, "I want to play tricks again, no kidding, you said it yourself!"

"When did I cheat again?" Bei Chenyan couldn't remember what Ling Xiyue said for a long time, and looked at Ling Xiyue who was mysterious and excited, "You have to tell me what you are talking about."

"Hey, let's go first, you will know later." Ling Xiyue grabbed Bei Chenyan's hand and dragged it out, "Come on, don't be too late."

Bei Chenyan let her drag him out, and said straight all the way: "Slow down, you slow down."

Ling Xiyue said "Oh", "I know, I know."

The gate guards of the Royal City Palace respectfully gave way, and a very ordinary carriage rattled out of the palace road unhurriedly and merged into the busy traffic of Jinling City. It was so ordinary that it would not attract any attention.

In Jinling City, at the end of Wuyi Street, there is a simple and low-key mansion.

This veteran of the three dynasties has influenced several generations in Lanzhou. The place where Wei Lao Xiangguo lived, with peaches and plums all over the world, and students all over Zhongzhou, is as simple and unpretentious as ordinary people's homes.

If it weren't for the three characters "Xiangguofu" inscribed by the imperial pen, hanging high above the gate, majestic and intimidating, I am afraid that even if you pass by this place, you will not notice this mansion.

The bustling crowd formed a circle around the gate of the Xiangguo Mansion, and the voices gradually became louder. If it weren't for the guards in armor blocking them, the gathering of more and more people might drown the entire Xiangguo Mansion No, the whole street is blocked.

All eyes and the focus of discussion were on the kneeling figure in front of the main gate of Xiangguo Mansion.

The young man withdrew his Chinese clothes, took off his laurel crown, and was dressed in a simple white cloth shirt. He held a blue and simple long sword in both hands, and knelt down in front of the gate of the Xiangguo Mansion with his back straight. attention.

"Is it really the king?"

"What are you doing, Your Majesty!"

"My God, why did your majesty kneel in front of Xiangguo's mansion!"

"What is the king holding in his hand? Is it a sword? It has been an hour or two, and no one has come out of Xiangguo's mansion. What do you mean?"

"I don't know, it's hard to say, it's really hard to say."

……

Time passed by every minute and every second, and this scene was spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and crowds of people flocked to Wuyi Street.

And the young man in white still kneeled with his back straight, except for the slight whiteness of his lips, and there was no trace of fatigue in his quiet brows.

By the alley next to Xiangguo Mansion, there was a carriage parked so ordinary that it would not attract any attention if it was lost in the crowd, it was as quiet as a light boat in the sea.

Wuyi Street was densely packed with people, but the surroundings of the carriage were not crowded at all. Although the people standing around looked like civilians, they all looked calm, as if they were familiar with all the situations.

At this time, the curtain on the side of the carriage was lifted, but only a few fingers as white as snow and slender as jade could be seen from the outside.

With just these few fingers, it seems that one can imagine how magnificent the woman in the carriage must be.

"What idea did you give him?"

A man's mellow and charming voice sounded from inside the carriage, somewhat teasing.

Ling Xiyue retracted her slender hands, put down the curtain, and looked at the man with teasing eyes, "You know."

"Except for you, who would have thought of such a rascal and appalling method." Bei Chenyan supported his head with one hand, lay lazily on his side on the satin-covered cushion, slowly lifted the jade pot on the tea table with the other hand, and brewed a cup of tea.

The tea was splashing, and in the slightly cool air, wisps of mist were transpiring.

While speaking, his eyes turned lightly and fell on Ling Xiyue, and there was a faint smile in his deep eyes.

Let Tantai Hanze, who was once the emperor of a country and is now the lord of a state anyway, kneel in front of the gate of a courtier to plead guilty, such a shocking act of subverting etiquette, thanks to this little guy who can think of it!

The most frightening thing is that the king of Lanzhou really obeyed.

One dared to teach and the other dared to act, which made him really speechless for a moment.

Ling Xiyue looked at the man's eyes like "little rogue", and gave him a nasty look, "Why am I a rascal, as long as I achieve my goal, I don't care if the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat!"

Bei Chenyan stretched out his hands to pinch the woman's delicate white chin, and chuckled dumbly, "Your rhetoric is really one set, but you are the only one who makes a lot of lies. Just ask the world, how can there be a reason for a king to kneel down to his courtiers."

(End of this chapter)