"It's a good idea." Murong Qi nodded: "But why does this king want to help you?" ”

One sentence choked Leng Qinghuan back.

Leng Qinghuan laughed quite dogleggingly: "Even if I reconcile with you, Leng Qinglang is still your side concubine, and my brother is still your eldest brother." Besides, a husband and wife for one day for a hundred days, ten years of cultivation in the same boat, a hundred years of cultivation, that husband and wife. ”

Murong Qi smiled coldly: "We didn't share the same bed, what kind of husband and wife?" ”

Leng Qinghuan's smile froze on his face: "Lord Wang, you don't want to take advantage of people's danger, right?" ”

Murong Qi's smile became colder and colder, and even the words squeezed out of his teeth were cold: "This king is only interested in women. ”

In the face of the other party's repeated humiliation and ridicule, Leng Qinghuan endured it again and again, after all, now he was almost at the door.

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect that I and the prince would be like-minded, and I am only interested in women."

Murong Qi's face turned green again, just like a chameleon. And intriguingly glanced at her lower abdomen, giving her a look that she understood.

"So, why should this king help you?"

"I do want money without money, power without power, and color without color, but I have medicine, once one day, you can use it, I will not be stingy and double the amount for you."

"Get out!"

"Lord, did you agree?"

"Get out!"

"The Chinese culture is broad and profound, and I still can't understand what you mean, Lord Wang. It's a deal, I can go, right? ”

"Leng Qinghuan, don't let this king do it."

Leng Qinghuan is really unpredictable, whether Murong Qi agreed or not, while retreating with each other, he tried to do a dying struggle: "If you eat whole grains, you have to take medicine, and you can't avoid medical treatment." Even if I don't have a headache and brain fever, I can't do it, my kidneys are deficient and my liver is strong, I can cure the disease with medicine. lest you let my sister sleep in an empty room every day, hoping that her neck will grow. ”

A book flew out of the room and smashed onto Leng Qinghuan's head impartially.

Leng Qinghuan took it in his hand and glanced at it: "It is estimated that it is a priceless only book from the previous dynasty, Ming'er took it to the bookstore and asked for the price." ”

Not in a hurry or annoyed, he swaggered away with the book.

Murong Qi sat in place, stunned for a long time without reacting, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

The woman in front of her is like a different person, no longer as rough and brutal as usual, stubborn as a donkey, on the contrary, she desperately stammers to please herself, like a wagging tail begging for pity, which makes his self-esteem as a man burst, and he is so proud that his tail can be raised to the sky.

It's a pity that the conduct is too bad!

"Someone!"

Immediately, a guard pushed the door in: "What does the prince command?" ”

"Inform Di Tingwei to investigate Leng Qinghe, the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Deserted crane?"

The guards were a little surprised, wasn't that the prince's eldest brother? What is he doing behind his back?

"Yes, about his conduct, talent, and the articles when he participated in the autumn exam, all of them have been investigated by this king."

Chaotianque main courtyard.

Leng Qinghuan is still deeply despising herself. If you die to save face and suffer sin, you are talking about yourself.

Pretending to be a big-tailed wolf in front of his brother, it's good now, but in front of Murong Qi, he has to wag his tail and beg for mercy and pretend to be a milk dog, the most hateful thing is that he begged for a long time yesterday, whether this guy agreed or not, and didn't give a word.

This means that I have to beg him again.

Mother Wang came in and replied to her: "Second Miss is here." ”

Night owls come into the house and come with nothing. She came to the door in the cold, and there was nothing good about the cliff. So Leng Qinghuan didn't flirt, so he refused: "Tell her that I'm not available." ”

Wang's mother stood still.

"What's wrong? Anything else? ”

"The second lady said that she came to make amends."

"Reparations?" Leng Qinghuan remembered Shen Linfeng's arrival a few days ago, and smiled coldly: "No need." ”

Seeing that her attitude was cold, and there was no room for anything else, Wang Ma turned around and went out to reply.

The window was open, and Leng Qinglang came in along the window with a crying aggrieved voice: "Sister, Qinglang is wrong, Qinglang is guilty, ask my sister for forgiveness." ”

Is this a stage set up at his own door to sing?

Leng Qinghuan got up and glanced out of the window, Leng Qinglang didn't enter the door, just at the gate of the main courtyard, dressed in plain white, standing pretty, seeing her look out, she sobbed even more.

"My sister refuses to see me, is she unwilling to forgive Qinglang? My sister really knew that she was wrong, and I was also unintentional, so my sister was wronged. I believe that my sister will not worry about my sister if she thinks about your sisterhood, right? ”

Leng Qinghuan sneered lightly: "It's a good heartlessness, a good sisterhood, Leng Qinglang, you also have the face to say it." I'm sorry, I don't accept your apology, and you don't have to act like a coy here. ”

Leng Qinglang cried and said aggrievedly: "My sister refuses to forgive me, she must think that Qinglang is not sincere enough." Qinglang knelt down to make amends to my sister, as long as my sister refused to forgive me, I wouldn't get up. ”

mentioned the skirt, and really knelt down in the direction of Leng Qinghuan.

Damn, bitter meat trick! This girl is actually playing the art of war? As the saying goes, the mourning soldier will win, if Murong Qi, the pig with long eyes and no brains, sees it, he must think that he is unforgiving, and he is bullying his sweetheart.

If you want to kneel, don't you just want to sing a bitter drama? Bong-accompanied.

Leng Qinghuan sat down at the table, poured tea for himself, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and waited for the excitement while knocking.

The palace said that it was not big or small, and soon there were people who watched the excitement from a distance, and talked about it from hand to ear.

Zhiqiu took a handkerchief and wiped her tears on the side: "Let's go back, Miss, your body is not good, the eldest lady misunderstands you so deeply, how can you give up easily?" ”

Leng Qinglang was categorical: "You don't have to persuade me, as long as my sister can forgive me, I will be willing to kneel and die here." ”

As soon as the two sang and harmonized, the image of Leng Qinghuan, the vicious eldest sister and the housewife, was basically shaped.

I was so angry that I wanted to go out several times to theorize, and Leng Qinghuan was relaxed.

"They won't stop until they reach their goal, before they alarm Murong Qi, even if you have to use a lot of words, it's useless. Maybe if you talk a little more ugly, she will be so angry that she will roll her eyes, faint, and lie to us. It's better to let her sing a one-man show outside, and she will shut up after a few sentences, after all, she is not honorable in this matter. ”

Sure enough, Leng Qinglang's master and servant saw that Leng Qinghuan didn't react at all, and they cried and sang twice before they stopped. Walking, too faceless, kneeling, kneeling and kneeling so numb that my legs are really unbearable.

The main thing is that the original shade has been replaced by the hot sun, and the sun is dizzy and the body is shaky. After a while, Leng Qinglang really rolled his eyes and fainted.