Occupy the king's favorite: this concubine is very good

Chapter 122 Whose Child Is This (4)
Sure enough, before midnight, Cheng Yue walked into Cheng Qing's room carrying a huge sack...

The contents of the huge sack kept churning, and there was an unpleasant "woo woo..." sound.

Cheng Qing frowned, looked at Cheng Yueye's stunning face in surprise, pointed to the constantly moving sack, and asked, "This bag contains..." Guan Muyue?

Cheng Yue also nodded, and took a quick look at Cheng Qing: "Yes..."

"Hmph..." Cheng Qing snorted immediately, such a move made Cheng Yue, who had always been calm and reserved, break into cold sweat...

"Let's release it..." After a while, she said slowly...

Let it out?let someone out...

It took Cheng Yue a long time to understand who Cheng Qing was referring to by "letting go"... She couldn't help but subconsciously wiped the cold sweat off her forehead...

Untwisting the sack with trembling hands... I felt uneasy, seeing if the master's expression was because she put her dear little aunt in the sack?

The more nervous I was, the more difficult it was to use my hands. It was such a simple knot, and Cheng Yue was stunned to untie it for a long time...

Cheng Qing became even more impatient, only to hear a 'whoosh'...

There was a small steel knife inserted just an inch away from Cheng Yueye's hand... just an inch...

Cheng Yue was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe, her eyes stared at the knife in a daze, she didn't know what to do...

"What are you still doing there? Why don't you untie it quickly..." Cheng Qing's gloomy voice suddenly came from behind...

"Yes..." Cheng Yue also nodded, picked up the knife with trembling hands and cut a huge crack in the sack...

As soon as it was cut open, the little person in the bag jumped out like a nimble puppy... Lifting up those shining eyes, he kept yelling: "Which one doesn't have long eyes?" The bastard tied up my aunt and me!"

"It's me... little... aunt... Mom..." Seeing Guan Muyue came out, Cheng Qing immediately changed his face, and said with a smile...

"Mm, not bad... You know how to use honorifics when you see me..." Guan Muyue nodded appreciatively, and then came back to his senses after a while: "No... Fu Chengqing, you want someone to put me in a sack and come here , what do you want to do?"

Cheng Qing smiled, and pushed Guan Muyue down on the stool: "What do you mean by pretending to come in? This is called please..."

"Little aunt, I actually called you here... I want you to help me with something..."

"What's the matter?" Guan Muyue patted his head with his small hand, annoyed, with a look of sudden realization on his face, "I should have known that you, Fu Chengqing, don't have anything good in your mind..."

"It's not difficult to do, especially for your little aunt..." Cheng Qing's smile grew wider, and his bright eyes were full of shrewd calculations...

"What the hell is it..." Saying that, completely aroused Guan Muyue's curiosity...

Cheng Qing immediately crawled into Guan Muyue's ear and said a few words slowly... After finishing speaking, Guan Muyue's head shook like a rattle... He kept muttering: "Don't do it, I will Why don't you..."

"Don't do it?" Cheng Tingting listened, with a smile on his face first, then turned around and said coldly to Cheng Yue: "Bring a knife... torture..."

"What..." Guan Muyue was immediately dumbfounded when he heard the word torture, and kept yelling: "Well, you are Chengqing, it really is true that the six relatives don't recognize you... They all pointed knives at your relatives. Aunt..."

Before he could finish calling the word "aunt", the knife in Cheng Qing's hand hung on Guan Muyue's neck...

Guan Muyue immediately yelled in surprise and changed his words: "I'll go...Is it okay if I go..."

"I knew my little aunt would agree..." Cheng Qing quickly withdrew the knife, and slowly said a word with red lips: "Before tonight, I want to see this thing..."

In November, winter has already entered, and the first snow in Nanqi has not arrived for a long time...

Sitting on the beauty's couch, looking at the desolate scenery in the garden, his eyes gradually became loose, and scattered to the courtyard of pear blossoms ten miles away...

Suddenly he murmured and said, "Junya, tell me...is Beijia now covered in ice and snow?"

Junya was stunned, nodded for a while, and said in sign language: "Prince Luo's mansion must be very lively. The little girls in the backyard like snowball fights the most. For this reason, the prince reprimanded them several times, and they don't know how to repent... "Just gesticulating like that, his eyes gradually became sad...

"Miss, can we go back to the Luo Palace?"

Can I still go back to Luowang Mansion... This question is like a thorn stuck in the throat. When you get used to its existence, you will not notice it, but at a certain moment, when you quietly remember it, you will feel piercing. pain.

If she goes back, in what capacity should she go back?
If you don't go back, knowing that there will be such a decision, and making preparations for it in advance, why do you still feel heavy in your heart?The heavy feeling was like a huge boulder weighing a thousand catties, making her unable to breathe at all...

Attachment to that place is not because of how magnificent it is, but because there are people who are worth missing and loving.

Chu Luo, the woman in the spring boudoir dream of thousands of women in the world, who knows when it started, she has become one in a million...

"Miss...do you still love Lord Luo?" Jun Ya slowly squatted beside Cheng Qing, gesticulating, with a focused and serious expression on her delicate, begonia-like face...

"Love... why don't you love, how can you not love..." Cheng Qing murmured, as if speaking to Junya, or to himself...

Suddenly that magnificent face appeared in my mind...

Peerless elegance, suave and suave, elegant and graceful, a handsome talent, knowledge of literature and poetry, able to challenge Peony with the appearance of a pear blossom, although he is a man, he can't hide his chic and handsome posture, with beautiful eyes and blue eyebrows, he is less shameful and young. !Wu Neng can level the world, the body of a seven-foot man is invincible, and hundreds of thousands of men will worship him!How can such a person keep her heart from falling?

"How can you not love such a good one..." A cold voice suddenly sounded in my ear...

While Cheng Qing was in a daze, Yuan Qi's handsome face just caught her sight...

"It's really poignant and beautiful. It's really a concubine's intentions... Such deep affection can be recorded in the annals of history, and it will last forever..." Yuan Qi clapped his hands, and every time he said a word, his face quickly darkened. After finishing the sentence, that handsome face became ferocious like Yama...

"Yes... the fragrance will last forever..." Cheng Qing had a sneering smile on his lips, and the chill in his eyes was as bitter as severe cold: "Is it in line with His Majesty's wishes..."

(End of this chapter)