Chapter 369: Extra-Thirty-One
Gong Huangjue squatted down, his deep and cold black jade eyes fluttering, he reached over, and his fingers wiped the tears from the corners of one of the women's eyes.
The woman's head was almost down to her chest, and she couldn't help but tremble, and she held her head with her hands in fear.
"Spare your life, please the prince, spare your life, spare your life, the little woman has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, please spare us." With a thud, she fell to her knees crying.
The other feminine women, with the plop at the moment, knelt down towards Gong Huangjue in unison.
Gong Huangjue smiled lightly, the corners of his cold lips raised a faint cold arc, he suddenly made a move like electricity, and the jade hand lifted the jaw of the teary-eyed woman.
"You don't seem to have anything wrong with you, what do you want this king to spare you?" His black jade pupils, the light was shining, cold and murderous.
"The prince spares his life, the prince spares his life."
They were horrified in their hearts, their faces suddenly turned pale, and they kowtowed again and again.
The smooth forehead hit the cold hard stone, as if they didn't know the pain, and the skin was broken, and the blood was broken, and they were still knocking and knocking.
Gong Huang Jue's black jade eyes flashed with a quick light, and his fingers were just about to move.
A crisp sound came from not far away.
"Hey, Gong Huangjue, you've already met with them, hehe-" Lang Lang chuckled, with a hint of banter.
"Then you've seen them, look, how about these beauties I found for you?" Her eyebrows and eyes are bright, her familiar pretty face is familiar, and there is a bit of naughty color in her eyes.
Gong Huangjue's face immediately became gloomy, he narrowed his eyes dangerously, and looked fixedly at Rong Qiao, who came with joy, and beside her, accompanied by his gentle and elegant second brother Gong Huangrui.
"Second brother." The timbre was low, and Gong Huangjue's gaze fell lightly on his handsome face, and his tone suddenly became three points colder.
"I'll talk to you later." At this point, he shifted his gaze and coldly focused on the pretty face that he loved and hated.
"Women, so you found all these women?"
Rong Qiao only felt a cold air rushing into her collar, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes to look over, but saw that Gong Huangjue's expression was no different from the past.
At that moment, she felt that she was too sensitive, she walked up to Gong Huangjue with a smile, pointed to the beautiful woman kneeling in a row on the ground and said, "How is it?" What do you think of them? Is there one that suits your liking? I'll tell you, these seven beauties, but I spent a lot of money on the Piaoxiang Courtyard to choose them for you, how about they? I'm righteous enough, are you very touched to think about your happiness like this? How grateful is me? β
She said with a smile, Gong Huangrui on the side looked depressed, and he kept coloring Rong Qiao, hoping that she wouldn't say any more. But some people just don't realize the danger, and she still wanders in the sweet dreams she weaves by herself.
"Then according to the meaning of Seventeen, how should this king be grateful to you?" The eerie tone, with the gnashing of teeth, is beating.
Rong Qiao unceremoniously spread out her hand and stretched out towards Gong Huangjue.
"I'm a very cheesy person, and the things I ask for gratitude for are also cheesy things. Well, give me a thousand taels of gold. β
She secretly said that as long as she has 1,000 taels of gold, she can open up a new way, and use it as capital to open up new business.
After Gong Huangjue heard this, he suddenly smiled gently, his eyes were so gentle that he could almost drip water, like a layer of water droplets on top of the jelly, clear but not thorough, blurry and crystalline.
"Is it just such a small request? Nothing else? Think about it. He raised his hand and thoughtfully rubbed the hair on Rong Qiao's forehead.
Rong Qiao watched his sudden overtures, and took a step back a little unaccustomedly, so as not to be infected by this ambiguous atmosphere.
"Is this, is thisβ" Her bright eyes kept rolling, thinking that of course the more capital, the better, but after thinking about it, she can't be too greedy, she has a thousand taels of gold is enough.
"That's it, nothing else."
"That's good." Gong Huangjue's thin lips were raised, and her obsidian-like deep and charming pupils exuded a light as bright as moonlight. He looked her in the eye and said, "This request is not difficult, this king agreed." β
Rong Qiao's clear eyes immediately flashed with bright starlight, and the stars flying in the sky flashed and flashed, shiny.
"Butβ"
And still? Rong Qiao stared closely at Gong Huangjue's uncertain expression, and she chuckled in her heart, should he want to regret it.
"But you have to go to Lengyueju with this king in person, and this king wants to put the 1,000 taels of gold in your hands with his own hands, do you think it's good?" He stared at her face, his thick eyelashes fluttering slightly in the wind.
Rong Qiao couldn't help but mutter, she narrowed her eyes, constantly patrolling his handsome features.
This cold-faced man, it doesn't look right, she seems to have a feeling of slowly stepping into a trap.
"If you don't want it, then forget it, and be the king who doesn't say anything." Gong Huangjue's eyes were cold.
"Second brother, your sister-in-law's kindness, you have made proper arrangements for the eldest brother, how to do it, you don't need to be reminded by the eldest brother this time, right?"
"Second brother understands." Gong Huangrui said lightly, he glanced at Rong Qiao sympathetically, and then said softly to the seven women kneeling: "Girls, please come down." β
When those women heard this, they got up in surprise, and they fled in a hurry, following closely behind Gong Huangrui, and their arrows were flying.
Rong Qiao stared at their departing backs, and the confusion in his eyes intensified. Could it be-
"Woman, this king has accepted your kindness, and you want your reward, shouldn't you also show your little sincerity? If you don't even have this sincerity, the king's 1,000 taels of gold are not so arbitrary to reward people. β
When Rong Qiao was thinking about the problem, Gong Huangjue didn't know when she came to her side, and whispered words into his ear.
The warm breath shook at the base of her ears, causing her cheeks to flush.
She jumped three steps away, avoiding his direct gaze and said, "Okay, I'll go with you." β
Anyway, if he didn't want to give her gold, but just wanted to play tricks on her, she would have run away for nothing at most. If he really wants to give her a thousand taels of gold, and she doesn't go, it will be more than worth the loss.
As a businessman, she always knows how to weigh the pros and cons, so she does not suffer losses in this business. At that moment, she got out of the way and let Gong Huangjue go first.
Gong Huang Jue took a step forward and headed towards the cold moon residence. At this moment, he couldn't find the slightest smile on his face, his cold black jade eyes, a raging flame, smoked straight out.
Crackling, crackling, in the air, you can almost smell the smell of * spreading.
And Rong Qiao behind her couldn't sense anything, and what she was thinking about at the moment was that she finally had money to do business.
"Hey, cold-faced man, I've kept my promise, a thousand taels of gold, it's time to give it to me."
As soon as she stepped into Rong Qiao, who was in the Cold Moon Residence, her eyes were shining, and she was secretly wary of the domineering and ruthless cruel man in front of her.
Gong Huangjue raised his eyebrows slightly, his cold and hard lips lightly hooked a touch of arc, and then his eyes moved, raised his slender and clean fingers, and nodded at the opposite position.
"Woman, what's the hurry. When you come here, will this king still rely on your gold? Sit down, maybe we still have the time to sit down and talk. β
He sat down on the pear blossom wooden chair with a calm expression, leaning back slightly against the back of the chair.
Rong Qiao stared at his blade-like grim side face in confusion, and took a moment to examine him carefully. When she was sure that Gong Huangjue would not make any moves, she sat down opposite with a faint smile.
Holding her cheeks with one hand, her eyes were full of mischievous brilliance, and her jade and smooth right hand was gently spread in front of Gong Huangjue.
"Hey, cold-faced man, what do you want to talk to me about? I don't have any good topics right now, and I don't care if you start the topic. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she shrugged her shoulders senselessly.
Gong Huang Jue's silent dark pupils, a color of light, flashed rapidly. The afterglow of the corner of his eyes drifted indifferently over her delicate face, lifted the teapot, slowly poured himself a cup of herbal tea, and then leaned on the edge of his lips, took a few sips elegantly, and moistened his somewhat dry red lips.
Then he smiled softly and said, "Woman, this king likes the way you talk very much, and you are full of energy." You can just say whatever you want, and no matter what you say, this king will never blame you today. β
He slowly put down his teacup and stared at her steadily, smiling comfortably at the corners of his mouth.
Rong Qiao stared at him in surprise, and the question mark in her heart slowly appeared in her mind.
This cold-faced man, at this moment, his every move looks so elegant and noble, so outstanding, and he is faintly domineering, even those royal nobles can't compare. At this moment, he does not show the landscape, and he is three points more terrifying than the usual domineering and cruel him, and the ghostly and ghostly him.
Normally, she can still see something, at least whether he wants to deal with her, whether he wants to hurt her, whether he wants to plan the next move, she can at least see some clues, can use her head to think, guess the reasons behind his behavior.
But now, she can't see anything, she can't feel anything. She stared into his eyes, his eyes could be so calm, she looked at his expression, his expression could be so peaceful.
And she had an inexplicable irritability in her heart, and she sat there, unsettled, as if she couldn't sit still.
She couldn't guess what was going on in the head of the cold man in front of her with an indifferent expression, because he was too calm.
If a person shows this kind of transcendent calmness when calculating another person, then she is not sure that she will be able to tap into the weakness of the other person.