"Where's King Yi?"

King Zhao paced back and forth in the front hall, sometimes looking up a few times that he couldn't understand, but he would also frame a few paintings of good vassal elegance hanging back to the palace.

The guards visited:

"Back to King Zhao, King Yi still has important business to do at this time, let you wait for a while, he will come after he finishes dealing with important business."

"Oh?"

King Zhao seemed to be a little angry, and Sakura Fuyuki next to him smiled:

"King Zhao, since King Yi has important business, let's go back first, shall we? It's okay to come back another day. ”

At this time, the maid happened to come to serve tea, and King Zhao picked up the teacup and threw it on the ground, with faint green tendons on his forehead. The maid who was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt on the ground and shouted:

"Please forgive King Zhao."

Sakura Fukiyuki walked to King Zhao's side, rubbed his chest with his hand, and whispered in his ear:

"King Zhao, this is King Yi's Mansion, what you do is in the eyes of others! Beware of being taken advantage of by someone with a heart. ”

King Zhao sighed and said heavily:

"But King Yi is too disagreeable, this king is his royal brother, and he came to see him in person, but he used the excuse that he was neglecting this king, what could he do, wouldn't he just play with the little scholar? The whole capital knows it, it seems that that little scholar is really a demon girl, and this king is going to drive her out of King Yi's mansion today. ”

The more King Zhao spoke, the more angry he became, he snorted coldly, and with a righteous attitude, he walked out of the door.

At this time, Mo Huaijin was still in the Chengjian Palace, looking at the drunk Hua Qing who didn't know where to coax her, she finally coaxed her to the bed, and was just about to pull the quilt to let her sleep, but she suddenly sat up. He also muttered in his mouth:

"It's delicious, it's delicious."

After a while, he pointed at Mo Huaijin and shouted:

"Mo Huaijin, why did you come to my dream? Get out of here, get out quickly, coax your zigzag or bend away! ”

After saying that, he began to cry again, crying and shouting:

"I want to go back to southern Xinjiang."

If Mo Huaijin still had the patience to coax her at the beginning, he couldn't coax him even if he wanted to be patient at the moment. Forget it, if a drunk person can coax it, the fish in the pond in front of the door will probably be able to go to the sky.

He was about to give up, but when he saw Hua Qing's tearful appearance, he felt confident and painful in his heart.

"Okay, don't cry, I'll promise you whatever you say."

"Really?"

"Really."

If it weren't for Hua Qing's rouge-like red at this moment, Mo Huaijin couldn't help but wonder if she was really drunk, and when she asked "really", it was so normal that it couldn't be normal.

"Okay, when I compensate you for the painting, you can send me back to southern Xinjiang."

Mo Huaijin was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and reached out to probe her forehead, but she subconsciously knocked Mo Huaijin's hand off, Mo Huaijin's face approached her step by step, and when he saw her eyes that were not mixed with any impurities flashing with amber light, he subconsciously opened his mouth and asked:

"You're not drunk."

He suddenly felt sad, he thought she was drunk, worried for a long time, carried her back to his room, wanted her to rest, and even wanted to make her the clams she liked to eat after driving King Zhao away, but she was not drunk.

She didn't get drunk, but she pretended to be drunk to deceive him, and the purpose was just to go back to southern Xinjiang.

Hua Qing said with some humility:

"When did I say I was drunk."

Mo Huaijin suddenly pounced on her like crazy, she subconsciously fell backwards, but despite the fact that others were tall and tall, he still easily took her into his arms.

"You hate me so much?"

Hua Qing struggled, pushed him away and took a few steps back.

"The prince is self-respecting. The prince is a person with a marriage contract, and Hua Qing will also marry in the future. Why don't you send Hua Qing back......"

Mo Huaijin smiled, and the bitterness in his expression could not be hidden.

"How about having a marriage contract? What if you want to get married? Now the whole palace knows that you will stay in the king's bed tonight. Tomorrow, the whole capital will know that you are the woman of this king, even if you don't recognize this king, you also have the imprint of this king on your body, and you can't erase it for the rest of your life. ”