Chapter 668: Nine Thousand Years Old (16)
In the blink of an eye, the emperor's birthday.
In the palace, a feast is held.
Once, after the original owner broke the picture of the two broken sleeves and upside down phoenixes, the irrational actions, words and deeds made Long Jue directly imprison her with a hard heart.
There are many secret guards in the Yongwang Mansion, like an iron bucket, even if the maidservants and maids who came from the Zhenbei Wangfu from the original owner are a few skilled in martial arts, they can't pass the news out.
Long absolutely claimed that Princess Yong was seriously ill, so even if she did not attend the emperor's birthday banquet, no one would suspect her.
The elegance is different.
First, she only regarded Feng Jin as a male pet.
Male pet, the world's attitude and definition of him is dispensable.
Whatever you do in private, as long as you give me face, I won't interfere with you.
Long Jue's defensive heart was naturally lowered a lot, although Feng Jin was extremely dissatisfied.
Second, the secret guard in King Yong's mansion -
Scold.
Her Majesty smiled coolly.
With all due respect, that's a bunch of scum.
Fenghua had already warned the black-clothed secret guard not to try to forcibly break through the acupuncture points she had pointed, otherwise he would bear the consequences.
Who knows, those scum don't listen.
As a result, the eight veins of the Qi Jing were retrograde, and he almost didn't burst the blood vessels, and he went crazy.
finally saved his life, but all his martial arts were abolished.
A group of wasters, and they still want to imprison me?
Her Majesty snorted softly.
Of course, because of the abolition of a secret guard in the Yongwang Mansion, His Royal Highness the Yongwang made trouble for her every minute.
You must know that it takes a huge amount of manpower, financial resources, and time to train a secret guard.
I seem to hear the sound of His Royal Highness King Yong's heart dripping blood.
At this time, Fenghua was sitting in the carriage of King Yong's Mansion.
I didn't have a carriage with the dragon.
At the emperor's birthday banquet, Long Jue actually brought Feng Jin with him - in the name of the strategist.
Fenghua smiled playfully, if Long Jue's father knew that his son was a broken sleeve, and openly brought the broken sleeve object to his birthday banquet to meet his parents, I don't know how ...... the scene would be Interesting.
"County Lord, the prince and his male pet are in the same car, and let you sit in another carriage, which is too indifferent to you." Mingzhu felt unjust for his master.
How much the county lord admired the prince before, she and Bi Hu saw it in their eyes, and now the county lord's personality is earth-shaking, and he must have been stimulated by the prince and his male pet like this.
It's just that the pair of dog men don't know how to restrain themselves, and on an occasion like the emperor's birthday banquet today, they have to openly give the county lord no face.
Since he knew that Feng Jin was the male pet of Long Jue, Mingzhu had never called him Feng Jin Gongzi.
This outspoken girl, a male pet, never shy away from it.
Several times, Fenghua saw Mingzhu choking Feng Jin so much that he was angry.
Mingzhu is a true protector, Fenghua naturally didn't say anything, only casually hooked his red lips, chuckled and asked: "Then according to Mingzhu, you can see, I should share a carriage with Long Jue, right?" ”
Mingzhu was stunned: "County master, the slave doesn't mean this......"
Fenghua smiled: "Without the dragon, the air in the carriage is much fresher, so there is nothing to be angry about." ”
Mingzhu thought so, with a look of sudden realization on his face.
The royal front dismounted, and the carriage stopped at the entrance of the palace.
The door curtain was raised, and a handsome and slender man in an ink-colored brocade robe spread his palms: "Princess, come down, this king will help you." ”
In front of outsiders, Long Jue's surface kung fu is still in place.
Who knows, the palace beauties didn't even look at him, and the skirts jumped out of the carriage lightly.
Long Jue: "......"