Chapter 58 The Palace Storm 8
Qu Huang stared at him with disdain in his eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Will he offend Murong Yibai, that old fellow, for her? Is that his father, ......?
The lips outlined the meaning of ridicule, the smooth jade face, the spirit of Zhong Tiandi, and the handsome face suddenly smiled: "Of course!"
Thinking that she must be his wife, he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, and turned to look at her with very gentle and doting eyes.
Then he asked, "Then how can we prove the king's heart for you?"
Murong Haochen now can't wait for Qu Huang to owe him more favors, so that he can turn this girl to his palace openly, at least not now......
Qu Huang: "......"
Looking at him, I don't know what to say, after all, this is above the court of the palace, and talking about these children's love is a little... It's too much...
Murong Yibai: "Ahem!Chen'er, how do you think this matter should be handled more appropriately?"
With the calculation that Murong Haochen would not disregard the life and death of his imperial brother Murong Lu Chong, his eyes kept turning, staring at the domineering and majestic Murong Haochen in the main hall.
"Huang'er won by outwitting, since it was the sixth emperor brother who should make a war contract himself, now he is just humiliating himself. This king feels that not only should she not be punished, but also should be rewarded!" Murong Haochen's tone was indifferent, and his cold eyes shot into the depths of Murong Yibai's heart, making people feel cold.
Reward?
That waste girl hurt his emperor, and dared to give him a letter of resignation, not only should he not be killed, but he should also be rewarded?
At this moment, Murong Yibai's face was ugly, and his lips began to become dry, as if there was endless grievance and helplessness.
If he let Qu Huang go like this, then how would he explain to Concubine Hua in the future? He promised to help her make the decision, and as soon as Qu Huang was caught, he would viciously punish her.
How could he have expected it...... Murong Haochen would actually stand out for Qu Huang?!
"Really don't arrest me? Heh! I'm the real murderer who injured King Xuan! Since I injured him, then I'll be responsible for this matter! Lord Muyun, please don't interfere, we don't know each other!" Qu Huang glanced at Murong Haochen, his lips, teeth and eyebrows were dyed with a sarcastic smile.
Murong Haochen's face suddenly became much gloomy, this girl was deliberately alienating herself! But the more this happened, the more he wanted her to owe him a favor!!
Murong Yibai felt uncomfortable for a while, and let go of the prisoner who was about to be disposed of like this, can it not be painful? But he didn't dare to provoke her easily, after thinking for a while, Murong Yibai spoke: "In this way, since Qu Huang's marriage contract with King Xuan has been annulled, and Prince Muyun loves you again, then I will punish you for marrying the third prince Murong Haochen as a side concubine, and personally apologize to the sixth prince!"
it!
Is this a penalty?
Murong Haochen smirked: "What does Huang'er think?"
Thinking that Murong Haochen's gloomy face had been eased, the muscles on Murong Yibai's old face relaxed a little, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.
"I refuse!" Qu Huang's cold words echoed in the main hall. Even if she gives her a concubine to do it, she may not agree, let alone just a little side concubine.
What are you kidding? How could she give in to such a person?!
Although she didn't talk very much in the main hall, she poked at Murong Yibai's pain points, she tried her best to get out of Qufu, and at the same time wanted to have a good meeting with Murong Yibai and Concubine Hua's white lotus that had become a refinement.
When Murong Yibai said this, she instantly figured out that Murong Yibai, the old guy, was clearly a paper tiger, as long as he was scared, he would be revealed in his true form, and now he got such a thing for her......
"I refuse!" Qu Huang's body turned his back to Murong Haochen and said with a look of extreme reluctance.