With a twisted smile, he asked King Qin, "Why did Your Majesty ......?"

The clinker King Qin clenched his fist to his lips with one hand as if he couldn't bear to look at it directly, and turned his head away.

There were also a few sporadic laughter in the hall.

"Presumptuous!"

King Qin, she couldn't help it, but a few little palace people actually dared to make fun of her?

Concubine Rong said in her heart, sure enough, she was still too kind to these palace people, so that they didn't know how to be humble.

Chu Zhiyu on the top of the hall looked at Concubine Rong, who was holding a pig's head on her head, and her face was still unaware, and smiled happily.

The little fox climbed comfortably on the roof of the temple, baring his big teeth to watch the play.

Concubine Rong endured her anger and warned herself that she could no longer be presumptuous in front of King Qin, so as not to anger this uncertain master.

"If you lose your manners, don't get out of here and receive the punishment!"

Her face was already swollen like a pig's head, and she was frowning at the moment when she spoke, her eyebrows were raised, her eyes were squeezed together, and the flesh on her cheeks shook as she spoke.

King Qin closed his eyes in pain, clutched his chest and coughed lightly.

Sanshui couldn't help but smile and lowered his head.

"Go back to the palace."

"Yes, drive back to the palace!" Sanshui hurriedly stepped forward to support the sick King Qin.

"Your Majesty be careful, don't look too much, so as not to be frightened and hurt the gods, and the slave will let the priest come and calm your spirits."

Sanshui's attitude is to treat a jade doll.

The palace maid Ah Mu recovered from the shock, and she tried her best to signal to Concubine Rong, but Concubine Rong was even more irritable when she looked at her frowning.

Seeing that King Qin was about to leave, the top priority was naturally to keep King Qin.

Let's not mention that King Qin left her halfway to make the palace laugh, that is, her purpose has not been achieved.

"Your Majesty—"

She tried to calm down and wanted to keep King Qin, so she called affectionately.

King Qin paused.

Concubine Rong was overjoyed, and the smile that had not been raised in the next second froze on her face.

"Concubine Rong's appearance is unbearable, she lost her honor in front of the palace, she was injured and her eyes were injured, and she was ordered to guard the pigsty, and when she recovered, she would return to the palace."

King Qin threw down his words, and suddenly the hall fell into an awkward and strange silence.

The little fox on the top of the hall tilted his little head, suspecting that he had misheard.

Obviously, the other people in the hall were just as suspicious as Chu Zhiyu.

Everyone watched King Qin leave blankly.

Otherwise, Sanshui deserves to be the first-class chief manager in front of the emperor, and his mentality is not comparable to ordinary people, he can still steadily support King Qin to leave at this time, and order people to prepare the dragon chariot.

"Did Hongu, Hongu mishear?"

"What circle?"

"What circle?"

"Pig what?"

Four consecutive questions were not enough to describe Concubine Rong's expression at the moment.

Chu Zhiyu looked down at her with some sympathy.

The palace maid Ah Mu cautiously touched a glass of water, Concubine Rong was very depressed where can she drink tea, and was about to scold.

And he saw his reflection in the water—

"Ahh

"Monster—"

"Shhh

The little fox wrinkled her face, her keen hearing almost making her deaf.

"I almost lifted the roof of the palace for Concubine Rong."

Chu Zhiyu, who was in a happy mood, jumped off the palace and ran happily on the palace wall.

Run in the moonlight.

Then he leaped and fell into a slightly cool embrace.

The man snorted, his face gloomy, he coughed with one hand on his chest, and picked up the little fox that fell from the sky with the other.

"Looking for death?"

He pinched the little fox's neck.

It's good that he didn't get smashed on the back by this little fox who was not light or heavy.

"Your Majesty!"

The surrounding guards and eunuchs were on alert, Long Yuan stopped, and Sanshui leaned over nervously.

Qin Sheng struggled to calm his breathing, and he lifted a smile, colder than the moonlight, and more piercing than the night wind.

"If this is a hidden weapon thrown by an assassin, I will be cold by now."