Murong Qi was so anxious that he wanted to kill, if this king didn't leave, how could he explain to Qing Huan? How else to meet people? The name of the first generation is about to be discredited.

The old man of his own emperor is really good at grasping people's weaknesses to play, is this to play to death?

At this time, if you want to leave, you can't go. These guards had obviously been ambushed in the vicinity of the Pujia Hall for a long time, and at this time the palace was surrounded by water, and the torches were shining, illuminating the courtyard as bright as day.

"Be careful, don't let the flower thieves escape. Dare to break into the palace and do whatever you want, is this a death? ”

With a "bang", the door was kicked open.

Then "Hulala" knelt on the ground.

"See Lord Qi."

Murong Qi was embarrassed, and the roots of his teeth itched with hatred.

"Get out!"

The guards scrambled to their feet and walked out.

The fat girl cried with a handful of snot and tears, and entered her role unwillingly: "It's over, the big guys all know that I was insulted by Lord Qi, how will I marry in the future?" The innocence of my good yellow flower girl was ruined by you like this. Lord, you can't just throw your hands and leave. The fat girl is your person, and death is your ghost! ”

This word is set in a set, and it is clear that the draft has been typed and memorized very well.

Murong Qi had the urge to kill people.

"If you cry again, believe it or not, this king will shut you up forever?"

The fat girl's crying stopped abruptly. pouted, even more aggrieved.

Concubine Hui didn't know when she got up, or rather, she hadn't slept all the time, waiting to catch turtles in the urn to watch a good show.

The moment Murong Qi entered Qinghuan's room, she couldn't hold back her excitement.

She stood at the door of the room, looking at her heroic son in the room, and "tsk" continuously.

"Qi'er, it's not me talking about you, if you really have any ideas, tell me directly, the palace is charming and enchanting, and the beautiful girl grabs a lot of it. You've only been out for a few days, why are you so hungry? But it's okay, this girl has a big butt and is easy to raise, so I'll give it to you and take it back to the palace to raise. ”

When the fat girl heard this, she was overjoyed, knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Murong Qi grinded his teeth: "Are you very happy to calculate your son with your father?" ”

"Happy," Concubine Hui seemed to have discovered a new world, and her face was full of novelty: "I found that as long as Qinghuan is unhappy, I will be happy to do it." Don't worry, leave this matter to me, and I will go back to the honorable Princess Qi in a while, so as not to embarrass you. ”

Murong Qi took a deep breath: "What do you want?" ”

Concubine Hui came over with a smile: "Your father is just saying that the case of Feiyingwei is not trivial, especially in two days, Prince Mobei will arrive in Chang'an, and there will be no trouble at that time." I hope you can do your best, for the time being, and let these children love each other go. When you want to be happy, the fat girl can defeat the fire, and if you don't succeed in one look, you can take two more looks. ”

Murong Qi really had a headache, he felt that since Leng Qinghuan entered the palace, the sleeping little demons in his father's and mother's bodies had all been awakened, why had they become so unserious? If Leng Qinghuan stays here for a few more days, don't mess around in this harem.

He knocked out his teeth and swallowed blood, and reluctantly made a compromise: "I will annihilate the Flying Eagle Guard as soon as possible, and strive to bring Qing Huan back to the Qiwang Mansion as soon as possible." As for today......"

"Don't worry, I will never say a word to Qinghuan, otherwise, she will definitely blame me, and she won't let her see your excitement."

Murong Qi had nothing to say in the face of this professional pit son's mother, full of tears, and turned out of the palace without hesitation.

Concubine Hui really kept the agreement and didn't tell Leng Qinghuan about Murong Qi's troubles, but others could. Especially after getting the instruction of Concubine Hui, Leng Qinghuan just returned to Pujia Hall with his front foot, and he knew it immediately with his back foot.

Leng Qinghuan smacked her lips, she felt that this bad idea must have been given to the emperor by Concubine Hui. Stuffing people in front of Murong Qi, this is her concubine's style of doing things.

In order to shoot her husband's ass, even her son betrayed him, which is really shameless. A pair of crazy good fathers and mothers.

Thanks to the different body shape of the fat girl, what if a beauty like Jinyu volunteered to lie on her bed, blinded by the black light, Murong Qi really did the wrong thing again?

It's no wonder if you don't feel sick to death!

This time, he was definitely on the same front as Murong Qi, without internal strife, and unanimously protested against tyranny.

Leng Qinghuan thought about it for a while, got into the house, and spent half a day to really drum out a bottle and wash it black for Concubine Hui. Then he dyed her hair black with great filial piety.

Concubine Hui praised Leng Qinghuan for her ingenuity, and Leng Qinghuan volunteered again, and said earnestly that she would have the most popular bun.

There is a way to be diligent in doing nothing, either treacherous or thief, Concubine Hui, who has just done bad things, mutters in her heart, but she can't help the temptation of beauty.

The bun that Leng Qinghuan made was more unique, it was to heat the iron rod that pulled out the fire, and then permed Concubine Hui's black and bright hair in waves.

It's a novelty. Concubine Hui went out for a turn, and immediately attracted many onlookers and praised.

But the curls were out of shape the next day. Concubine Hui's love for beauty is becoming more and more inflated, and it is an extremely easy thing to perm her hair, so why do you need to open your mouth to ask for cold happiness? ordered someone to bring a brazier, heated the iron rod, and commanded the palace people to get started.

Perming looks simple, but it's actually a technical job. I was not satisfied with it again, so I washed it and re-ironed it.

Even with ironing and dyeing. After going back and forth, Concubine Hui's hair, which was originally black and bright, and only mixed with a few silver threads, was tossed and ruined, and it was combed and broken.

Concubine Hui was competitive and unconvinced, and saw that the palace people were clumsy and anxious, so she grabbed it and did it herself. If you are not careful, the temperature is not well controlled, and your hair begins to smoke.

She faced the mirror, not knowing it at all, the palace maid on the side was scared enough, but fortunately, she was in a hurry, picked up the water in the teacup on the side, and poured it on her head.

The fire was extinguished, but most of the hair was scorched, and it was no longer possible to coil up the smooth, plump and thick bun that it used to be.

Only then did Concubine Hui realize that she had fallen for Leng Qinghuan's plan, and she was so anxious that she jumped to her feet and scolded.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were tossing and turning in the palace, and Murong Qi was really fighting hard outside the palace.

The emperor operated according to Leng Xiang's proposal, and if there were really officials who couldn't bear the fear, they were the first to surrender and explain the cause and effect clearly.

The emperor believed that he did not want his life, so several officials came one after another to provide clues. Murong Qi followed the vine, coupled with the clues obtained from the previous investigation, and pursued relentlessly, striking the Flying Eagle Guard to pieces.

It's just that the Golden Eagle Sect Master of the Flying Eagle Guard has never shown up. It was because of his caution that even the congregation did not know his true face and identity.

The emperor increased the pressure on Murong Qi again, and the two couldn't even see each other. Leng Qinghuan felt that he was like the carrot hanging in front of the donkey, and Murong Qi was the donkey who was led by the nose.

It is said that one foot tall and one foot tall is such a reason, this emperor and old man are too good at grasping Murong Qi's weakness.

It's so hard to be his son.