Someone came to play with fake beards and staggered... It is the martial artist Ah Xiang of the drama troupe.

"Get up and talk, what's going on?" Zhao Chen dragged Ah Xiang who was in front of her.

"You, you're really nearby, go and save Mr. Meng... Someone wants to rob Mr. Meng to return home! ”

Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment and reacted for a moment.

Robbing... Meng Yong——?

"Snatched?" She asked with open eyes.

Ah Xiang hurriedly said: "No, just made a fuss, you hurry-" said, stretching out his hand to pull it.

Xie Si stepped forward to block him, and looked at Zhao Chen with sideways eyes.

"Let's go." Zhao Chen greeted the guards of the Wu Palace.

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As soon as they entered the theater, they saw a group of people coming down from the second floor.

The one at the head was holding Meng Yong's wrist, and said with a smile: "Sir, forgive me, they are all the king's subordinates who are ignorant, and the king will definitely teach them a good lesson when he goes back..."

And Meng Yong let the other party restrain him, and when he saw Zhao Chen, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Zhao Chen blinked her eyes a few times, and in less than a moment, she shouted in annoyance: "Beat me up!" Punch hard! ”

Han Feng and the guards of the Martial King Mansion naturally did not hesitate, and rushed over at once.

She limped after her, and pushed the man in front of her.

The man didn't react for a while, he was pushed back a few steps by her, and his hand holding Meng Yong was released.

She rushed forward after her, and pressed the man with a punch, and at the same time raised her voice with a blue face and shouted: "If anyone dares to leave his hand today, don't go home!" ”

"What do you mean!" The person who was thrown to the ground by her only reacted at this time.

"What do you mean?" She laughed angrily, punched again, and spat, "Lao Tzu wants to beat you together!" ”

The man was also annoyed, and kicked her away from the body, and was about to fight back.

"His Royal Highness King Ji." Meng Yong pressed one hand on his shoulder with a cold face, so that he could not move in an inch.

The third prince, Zhao Hong, the king of Ji.

"Let go of this king!" The third prince was beaten out of his strength, and he struggled to move forward.

When Meng Yong saw Xie Si approaching, he let go of him, walked quickly to Zhao Chen, and asked in a low voice, "How are you?" ”

Zhao Chen insisted that a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, ignored him with red eyes, got up and threw himself over there.

At this time, the entourage of the three princes had already mingled with the guards of the Wuwang Mansion, and the three princes themselves were even restrained by Xie Si.

"Bold!" The third prince blushed and scolded.

Zhao Chen picked up the teapot casually, gritted his teeth and smiled: "There are even bolder ones!" The teapot shattered on his head in no time.

………

Half an hour later, the palace was cleared.

Zhao Chen knelt on the ground with drooping eyelids, and kneeled on the side of the third prince with a blue nose and swollen face and a flowery head.

Both of them were sent to the palace by Jiang Hetong.

Emperor Chu rubbed his eyebrows and leaned on the couch, but he didn't speak for a while.

"Father." The third prince whispered, "Erchen just wanted to invite Mr. Meng to come over to the mansion, and he agreed..."

In front of Emperor Chu, although he was full of embarrassment, his posture was decent.

Zhao Chen stood with thin eyebrows, opened his mouth and shouted: "You don't fart here!" People don't sing good dramas, what do they talk to you! Robbing the people's man, you still have a reason! ”

Emperor Chu was disturbed by her ruffian, and his head hurt even more.

"Shi'an, you can't talk nonsense, besides, after all, you are a member of the royal family, and you have entered the court as an official, you should know the system, this king is your brother, how can you add fists and kicks?"

The third prince suppressed his anger in his eyes, and persuaded him seriously, "This king knows that you have always followed the etiquette law, but you are really too much this time-"

Zhao Chen didn't say a word, and suddenly punched him on the bridge of his nose, and he was defenseless, which made him cry in pain.

Zhou He, the father-in-law of the imperial front, hurriedly stepped forward to grab her, and said again and again: "I can't do it, I can't do it, don't be impulsive..."

"That's enough." Emperor Chu's voice was not loud, but it was majestic.

The scourge is still the scourge...

"Father, you also saw it, this is a bastard who doesn't know anything!" The third prince covered his nose and said.

Emperor Chu didn't look at him, but only said to Zhao Chen: "If you dare to do it again, I will lock you up in the main courtyard of the Great Sect." ”

"Your Majesty, he robbed the people because he lacked morality, why are you punishing the ministers?" Zhao Chen's neck stiffened, "The minister is right, he just owes a beating, and if he looks good, he will snatch it back, why doesn't he go to be a bandit!" ”

She raised her voice, "Chen Ke has heard that he has a thief heart for others, and he spent a lot of money on the day the park opened... What's wrong? Now people don't eat soft ones, but they have changed to hard ones, right? ”

Emperor Chu looked at her lightly and asked, "What does this mean, you still have a rough road?" ”

"Since Mr. Meng was placed by the ancestor in the minister's place, he is the minister's honored guest, and the minister has to protect him!" Her face was not red and her heart was not beating, "Besides, as a royal history, how can the ministers sit back and watch the powerful bully the people!" ”

"Father Mingjian, the sons really didn't do anything wrong, they just invited each other, and Mr. Meng also agreed." The third prince has a deep nasal voice.

Emperor Chu was silent for a moment, and said to Zhou He: "Tell Meng Yong to come in." ”

After a while, Meng Yong, who was dressed in a plain robe, was led in and knelt behind Zhao Chen.

"Grass people Meng Yong to see Your Majesty." Meng Yong lowered his eyebrows and bowed to the ground.

Emperor Chu only glanced at him and then took it back, and asked lightly: "Does King Ji invite you to come to the mansion, or rob you to go back to the mansion?" ”

There was no sound behind him, Zhao Chen immediately turned around and said, "Sir, don't be afraid, Your Majesty will call the shots!" ”

As she spoke, her eyes were fixed on Meng Yong, and she didn't move.

Meng Yong didn't look at her, her long eyelashes covered her eyes tightly, and her voice did not fluctuate, and she said slowly: "Back to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness King Ji warmly invites you, politely and politely..."

Zhao Chen's eyes narrowed, and the color of sarcasm was fleeting from inside.

"Father, you have heard it, the sons are just admiring Mr. Meng and want to make friends, who wants Prince Wu to ask without asking, just come up and do it, Xie Si still helps... Many of Erchen's retinue were wounded..."

The third prince kept talking, "Erchen once heard that Prince Wu was very unusual to Mr. Meng, and now he believes it... Look at his desperate strength, as if his son had touched his princess..."

Emperor Chu listened silently, but his eyes fell on Zhao Chen, who seemed to be frozen.

The thin red-clothed figure was motionless, and he couldn't see any expression, but his shoulders trembled slightly.

"Prince Wu." Emperor Chu called and interrupted the words of the third prince, but he did not get a response.

Zhao Chen still had his back to him, staring at Meng Yong, who was silent with his eyes down, his heartbreak was overflowing, and his eyes were slightly red.

Zhou He, who was on the side, couldn't bear to step forward and pull her, and said lightly: "Your Majesty called you." ”

She seemed to be relieved, sniffed, and turned around to bow: "You punish the ministers!" But the minister doesn't admit his mistake! ”

Hearing the familiar cry, Meng Yong couldn't help frowning, but he still suppressed the urge to look at the past.

"I also have good intentions when I read you this time, and King Ji has no intention of pursuing it..."

The third prince, who had been ignored, looked at Emperor Chu in amazement, paused, and gritted his teeth and swallowed the words that he almost blurted out.

Emperor Chu didn't look at him at all and continued: "... The post of pro-army counselor will be handed over to Fu Hai first, and he will go back to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to learn from Xie Duan..."

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