Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 104 Lingering is not good.

Qingyange shouted in a panic: "I don't know what Qingyange, what kind of princess, you people are so strange! Why are you shouting at me?"

Jiu Que's brows raised slightly, the corners of his mouth were icy cold, and he approached slowly.

Qing Yange gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, she bit the bullet and wanted to break out of the encirclement.

However, no matter how fast she was, she couldn't be faster than Jiu Que's. The ghostly figure flashed by, hooked her waist, and with a light force, Qing Yange fell into a warm embrace.

Qing Yange still wanted to make the last struggle, she shouted desperately: "Let go of me, you prodigal son, you are robbing women in the street!"

Jiu Que's well-defined hands unceremoniously lifted off the fox mask on Qing Yange's face. The stern face approached, and the thin lips slightly curled up, "A prodigal son? Robbing a civilian girl?"

Qing Yange wants to cry but has no tears.

Why did Jiu Que come to the Colosseum all of a sudden?

And she happened to be caught by him when she was competing.

Didn't it mean that since the underground trading market was founded, he could count the number of times he came here with one finger!
She scratched her head annoyed.

"Light, smoke, and song." Jiu Que's breath was like a heavy twilight, exuding low air pressure all over his body, and his voice was even colder.

Qing Yange immediately raised her small face, showing a bright smile, her eyes were as pure as a clear lake, staring straight at Jiu Que, and her pink and tender lips were like cherry blossom petals in March delicate.

She said coquettishly: "Oh, Jiu Que, why is it you~ What a coincidence, I met you here!"

Jiu Que: "..."

Qing Yange turned her head again, glanced at Cen Bin, and smiled brighter, "Cen Guard, why are you here?"

Cen Bin: "..."

Jiu Que smiled coldly, like Mo Lian's eyes staring at Qingyan Ge meaningfully, "Are you still pretending?"

Qing Yange had sensed that Jiu Que's emotions had reached a critical point, quickly put away the smile on his face, glanced pitifully at his mouth, "I was wrong, Jiu Que~"

Jiu Que took a deep breath, and ordered: "Cen Bin, go find Qing Yuan, and go back to the Princess Mansion together."

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"Oh, Jiu Que, you're so rude and embarrassing, it hurts~" Qing Yange fell onto the soft bed, her eyes were shining brightly, I felt pitiful and blamed.

Jiu Que's eyes flickered, and he stared condescendingly at the beauty lying on the soft bed.

The long hair like splashed ink was scattered beautifully, the palm-sized face was raised slightly, the eyes were looking forward, the eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the thin lips were pursed slightly under the pink-tipped nose.

The beauty of the country is intoxicating.

If it was someone else, I'm afraid they would have already been distracted by this beauty.

But the person in front of him is Jiu Que.

A person who doesn't eat hard and soft, and doesn't eat oil and salt.

Jiu Que's thin lips parted slightly, and he asked aloud, "Why did you go there?"

Qingyange bit her lip, and could only obediently admit: "Because I'm short of money."

Jiu Que frowned slightly, and there was a trace of confusion in those eyes. He asked, "Since you are short of money, why didn't you tell me?"

Jiuque is as rich as an enemy country, but Qingyange didn't know it before.

But since the match-fixing in the Colosseum, she knew that the income from the Colosseum alone was very considerable, let alone Jiuque's other industries.

She pouted her lips faintly, and said pitifully, "I just want to support myself."

"You and I are husband and wife, I can support you." Jiu Que sighed, and finally sat on the edge of the bed.

Qing Yange immediately put her head up, leaning against Jiu Que's thigh, her eyes sparkling, "Jiu Que~how can you be so good~"

"You are not allowed to go in the future." Jiu Que stretched out his big hand and rubbed Qing Yange's hair, the ink color and snow color alternated, showing more and more ambiguity.

"...Okay." Although she was very reluctant to part with the generous rewards of the Colosseum, but now that she has been discovered, she might not be able to go even if she wanted to.

"You have Fengyin for food and clothing. Feng Yinyin is now doing a prosperous business in the Princess Mansion in Beijing. Why are you short of money?" Jiu Que asked casually.

Qingyange's body froze slightly, she lowered her eyes, letting her long eyelashes cover the expression in her eyes, those eyelashes that looked like cattail leaf fans fell down one after another, casting shadows on her eyelids.

If Jiu Que knows that she is short of money because she wants to build an army, I am afraid that the relationship she and Jiu Que have finally established will be shattered again.

Qing Yange naturally dare not tell the truth.

She thought for a moment, and then replied: "You also know that the income of the princess mansion is very different from yours, and there are hundreds of consorts in my princess mansion, everyone spends a lot of money, and Gongsun Ye That guy raised a lot of beauties in the yard, and I paid for that money too! So I'm short of money!"

Qing Yange sobbed symbolically, and continued: "Look, I have so many people to support, if it wasn't for Feng Yinyin earning money for me, I would have been drinking Northwest Wind! I was reluctant to buy things myself, so I thought about playing fake matches and earning some money!"

What Qing Yange said was well-founded, vividly depicting her hardships.

Jiu Que's fingertips paused slightly, and there was an imperceptible distress in those dark eyes, and he said: "From now on, all my profits will belong to you."

"What... what?" Qing Yange couldn't believe her ears, she stood up abruptly, her eyes met, wanting to confirm the authenticity.

Jiu Que nodded, and said very seriously: "Well, it's all yours, and it's up to you to control."

what is this! !

This is pie in the sky!
I knew that Jiu Que was so generous.

She should have someone lure Jiu Que to the Colosseum earlier to break through her hard work of fighting fake matches.

In this way, she doesn't have to go to the Colosseum in the hot summer from time to time.

Qing Yange cheered happily, rolling around on the bed, dancing, "It's great!! Jiu Que, being able to marry you is the luckiest thing in my life~"

The corner of Jiu Que's mouth raised an arc unconsciously, looking at the tumbling figure, his expression became softer.

Qing Yange got carried away, her long arm waved the pillow away inadvertently, and the colored comic books hidden under the pillow fell into Jiu Que's eyes.

not good!

Qingyange turned pale with shock, and was about to throw herself to hide the comic book.

However, Jiu Que's agar-like hand was one step ahead of her, picking up the colored comic book and holding it in his hand.

But for a moment.

The inside of the palace, which was so hard to feel like the flowers blooming in spring, suddenly turned into ice cold.

Qing Yange was astonished and dared not say much, but her small grape-like eyes sneaked towards Jiu Que.

Jiu Que raised the comic book in his hand, his face was as deep as water, "Explain."

(End of this chapter)