Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 110

Qing Yange evoked a bright smile, and raised her eyes, "So what?"

Now she holds Tiancang's biggest trump card - Jiuque.

Are you still afraid of that mere King of Nan'an?
"Princess...how about you take me with you?" The second girl Meng who was lying on the bed agreed when she saw Qing Yange without saying a word, her eyes were full of hope.

Qing Yange glanced back at Miss Meng Er, and said comfortingly: "No, you should rest."

Qingyuan's eyes were full of worry.

However, Qing Yange patted Qing Yuan on the shoulder, with the corners of her mouth curled up, "Qing Yuan, go and pass a message to Jiu Que for me, saying that I went to Nan'an Palace, if I don't come back, let him go and replace me." Collect the corpse."

Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the princess knows to seek refuge.

But then, Qing Yuan came back to her senses and noticed something was wrong and asked: "But princess, didn't you go to Nan'an Palace to ask for someone? Even if Nan'an King is dissatisfied with you, it is impossible to kill you, how can you let the regent take your place?" To collect the corpse?"

Qing Yange gave Qing Yuan a meaningful smile, "You don't understand this, don't make things serious, how could it be possible according to Jiu Que's temperament?"

Qingyuan gave Qing Yange a big thumbs up, "Tall, really tall, princess."

……

Tianxin Pavilion.

Jiu Que's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and soon returned to normal to continue correcting the memorial.

"Master, the princess's visit to the Nan'an Palace this time is likely to be inauspicious, so I asked someone to bring you what I said just now. Don't you really want to go and see?" Cen Bin asked cautiously.

The corner of Jiu Que's mouth was icy cold, and the whole body was covered with cold air, "Did you think of me at this time?"

Based on his observation of Jiu Que during this period of time, Cen Bin already understood his thoughts very well.

If the master really didn't save people this time, something happened to the princess.

In the end, he was the one who couldn't eat and walked around.

For his own safety, Cen Bin immediately showed a flattering smile, and pretended to be embarrassed and said: "I heard that the princess went to Nan'an Palace this time to dream about the third girl."

However, Jiu Que made a typo at this time, and he immediately drew a horizontal line on it to cover up the handwriting.

Cen Bin understood, he knew that his master was upset.

Then he said: "The second son of the Nan'an Palace, Yingcheng, is a heinous playboy. He is not satisfied with marrying hundreds of concubines in the mansion, but he just went to provoke the third girl Meng, and even the marriage ceremony is too expensive. No, do you think ordinary people can bear it after hearing this?"

Cen Bin carefully observed Jiu Que's face, and found that there was already a thick Sichuan character between Jiu Que's eyebrows, so he summoned up his courage and continued:
"Surely I can't bear it, right! The third girl Meng is still the sister of General Meng, who is General Meng? She belongs to the princess! The princess can't bear it even more, she will definitely make the scene very embarrassing, you know Nan'an The king's temperament of vengeance, I'm afraid the princess will be in danger!"

Jiu Que put down the pen in his hand and stood up.

Cen Bin smiled happily: "Master, are you going to rescue the princess?"

Jiu Que's eyes full of thousands of frosts fell on Cen Bin's face, and his brows were furrowed: "Go out and relax."

A quarter of an hour later.

Cen Bin looked at the golden plaque in front of him and wrote a few big characters flying and dancing - Nan'an Prince's Mansion.

Cen Bin tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that couldn't stop rising, and asked a little teasingly: "Master, why did you come to Nan'an Palace while you're walking around?"

Jiu Que turned his head slightly, his eyes were like paint, "Do you want to go to special training?"

Cen Bin immediately showed a bitter face, and said pitifully, "Don't, master."

……

Inside Nan'an Palace.

At this moment, there is chaos and chaos, and people are turned on their backs.

All he saw was a woman in a pink robe running wildly in the twisting and turning corridor, behind her were two figures, one white and one blue.

Among them, the beauty of a woman in a long white dress is like a fairy in a painting, her frown and frown are full of elegance, attracting everyone's attention.

"Where is it? Where did my second brother go? Who of you saw it?"

The woman in the pink robe who walked in the front was filled with righteous indignation.

Every wing room went in to have a look, and everyone caught up and asked a question.

The answer was "don't know".

Chang Sheng couldn't stand watching him, he quietly glanced behind him, saw that the distance between the two was far away, and said in a low voice: "Princess, this princess came to look for our second son, why are you helping me with this?" and?"

"That's right, princess, look at the princess's posture, and see the second son who will not hit the second son all over the floor looking for teeth?" Wu Shuang also agreed.

Ying Jiaojiao's pretty face was full of anger, and she cried out: "My second brother is such a heartless thing, it's fine to play with those brothel girls on weekdays, but now he even won't let go of General Meng's third sister." However, as his own younger sister, I will kill my relatives righteously today!"

Seeing Ying Jiaojiao's appearance, Changsheng stomped his feet anxiously.

"Princess, this—"

"Does Third Sister want to destroy me?" At this moment, a voice full of ridicule suddenly sounded.

All I saw was a man in a bright red robe stumbling out of a wing room.

Hanging loosely on his body, his long hair was spread out casually, and one or two strands of it mischievously brushed against his pretty skin.

At this moment, he was holding a jug in his hand, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were already a little drunk.

"Second brother, you are hiding here!" Ying Jiaojiao roared angrily.

Ying Chengcheng hooked the corners of his mouth lightly, pulled out a woman who was only wearing a layer of tulle from the room, hugged her in her arms, and smiled proudly: "Where did I hide, I don't care about Mingzheng Do you want to drink with my new beauty?"

The woman struggled to leave Ying Chengcheng's arms, through the graceful tulle, one could see the woman's supposedly fair skin was green, purple, and full of scars, the woman's eyes were full of tears, "Please, let me go."

"Second brother, you—" Yingjiao was so coquettish that she couldn't even speak.

Ying Chengcheng even hugged the delicate beauty into his arms, and smiled more and more recklessly, "Let you go? Yes! When I get tired of playing, I will sell you to a brothel, which is considered letting go. over you, huh?"

"You are Yingchengcheng?" Just when Yingchengcheng was extremely proud, a clear female voice sounded, just like the melodious chirping of an oriole.

Ying Chengcheng turned his face drunkenly, saw the face of the woman who was speaking, and suddenly showed a look of lewdness, "Oh, who is this beauty? She is so beautiful! That's right, Ying Chengcheng It's my son~ Do you want to be my wife?"

The woman in Ying Chengcheng's arms looked hopeless, her tears burst into tears, and big tears fell down, "Chengcheng, you..."

"You finally appeared, but it's easy for me to find~" Qingyange rubbed her muscles and showed a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down.

"Beauty, what are you looking for me for? Could it be that you came here for fame?" Ying Chengcheng smiled cheerfully.

"I came to beat you."

After the words fell, Qing Yange flew up and kicked her legs.

"what--"

Ying Chengcheng's miserable cry pierced the sky.

The figure flew out like a paper kite with a broken thread.

(End of this chapter)