"Meng Jiu'an! You're insane?! ”

Qingjiujiu is really a little scared.

Meng Jiu'an, who drank the wine, was like a madman, her hands were very painful, her throat was broken, and she almost lost her breath.

"The beautiful concubines who went to find you, or is it that His Royal Highness is young, and that aspect is no longer good, and the beautiful concubines can't make Your Highness happy?"

Fang Cai's Living Spring Palace is still in front of him, and Qing Jiujiu still thinks that he can sleep well tonight.

It's only been a long time, why did he provoke her!

Meng Jiu'an grabbed him, and the manpower of the person who drank the wine was greater than usual, and he grabbed Qingjiujiu's wrist tightly, and directly grabbed a red mark.

"So I came to you, how do they compare to you?"

He buried it in Qingjiujiu's neck and took a hard breath.

Qingjiu does not have any rouge fragrance on its body, but has a very light fragrance of honey locust, and a faint medicinal fragrance on her body for many years.

"You, give, old lady, get out of here!" Qing Jiujiu's leg was about to kick, but he was pressed back.

"Stop struggling, does it work?"

Meng Jiu'an exhaled ambiguously: "In addition to King Cheng'an, you should also taste the taste of other men, am I right?" ”

He was about to kiss as he spoke.

Qingjiujiu turned her head fiercely, and the kiss landed on her left cheek.

Even so, she still felt disgusting: "Meng Jiu'an, you are really crazy!" Do you really know what you want! ”

"What do I want?" Meng Jiu'an pinched Qing Jiujiu's cheek, very hard, and could even hear the crunching of her jaw bones: "You say, what do I want?" ”

Pain!

Qing Jiujiu was so frightened that he wanted to kill, and the hand that broke free quickly touched the prepared thing on the side of his waist, and then stabbed Meng Jiu'an fiercely!

It turned out to be a short knife, the tip of the knife pierced into the flesh, and the blood flowed out immediately!

But when he saw the blood, Meng Jiu'an did not stop, but raged even more, just like the blood made him excited.

"You are already His Highness Shangyang, what do you want? Turning your hands into clouds and covering your hands into rain, the imperial power is in your hands, but what do you want? Walking into a high position, you don't even have a caring, what did you just think of, when facing your concubines? ”

The flying eagle outside the hall heard the movement and rushed in, and when he saw the blood on Meng Jiu'an's waist, he quickly raised a machine-like thing in his hand and aimed it at Qingjiujiu.

"You dare to hurt Your Highness!"

As long as the mechanism in his hand is lightly buttoned, he can immediately take the life of Qingjiujiu!

Meng Jiu'an seemed to lose his movement for a moment, and he muttered: "I thought of something." ”

When Su Ru was sticking it up and teasing, the little hand was warm and soft against his skin.

He thought of the other hand, which was not soft, and there were many sword calluses in the palm of the palm, and it was not warm, it was always cold.

It's not as cool as it gets.

But such a pair of hands can easily warm him up and give birth to some kind of longing.

In the deserted island, in the simple wooden house in the depths of the bamboo forest, in the silence of no one but the crackling of charcoal fire in the middle of the night.

That night was Chinese New Year's Eve.

The man put it in his ear and said, "Ah Shun, the new year is safe."

The pleasing concubines in the palace will also say auspicious words, as long as he is there, between the beds, he can always hear a lot.

What "Your Highness is mighty." ”

What "His Highness Jin An." ”

What "Hail Hail Your Highness." ”

On Chinese New Year's Eve, there are even hundreds of officials to congratulate, all of whom say that His Highness is rising to the age and going further.

But no one told him a happy New Year.

The word "peace" is ridiculous in terms of the palace, but it is ordinary for ordinary people.

What does he want?

Meng Jiu'an was in a trance.

He didn't know either.

"It's pathetic." Qing Jiujiu was not afraid of angering him, and he was not afraid of the flying eagle next to him holding something that could kill him: "Being in the deep palace, very lonely and difficult, the tempering of your youth has forged you into this kind of character who can't believe others, such a big Linhua Palace, you don't even dare to give birth to an heir, you are so afraid of having a weakness, there is no weakness in front of and behind you, are you happy?" ”

There is medicine on the tip of her knife, which is not fatal, but it is enough for cholera Meng Jiu'an's mind.

This person is so powerful, and he looks like a bull, isn't he afraid of anything?

But how can people really have no weakness at all?

It's not a monster.

Seeing that Meng Jiu'an's eyes were already blurred and he was not much of a threat to himself, Qing Jiujiu stretched out his leg and kicked him directly out of bed.

Finally, he glanced at Feiying with murderous intent: "Carry him away, immediately." ”

Feiying was stunned by her eyes, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should drag Meng Jiu'an or take her down first.

He stepped forward to help Meng Jiu'an up, and found that the knife wound on his waist was actually not serious.

It's just that people seem to have slept because they were drunk.

The eagle helped him out.

Tonight's palace is not destined to be peaceful.

Linhua Palace is, and so is Jin'an Palace.

Jin'an Palace is Meng Chang'an's palace, although it is not as big as Linhua Palace, but the decoration and arrangement are also very luxurious.

It was all arranged by Sun Zhanghui in order to keep him from losing to Meng Jiu'an.

Entering Jin'an Palace, Sun An didn't dare to lift his bridge, and his heart was terrible.

Meng Changan went to the palace to change his clothes, and couldn't wait to come over, he was very anxious about his condition.

Don't blame him for being gullible, it's really because of the recent events in the palace that he has to believe.

As a result, I forgot that even if a doctor was so qualified, it was impossible to see that a person's seal hall was black.

That has to be described by a god or a dead man.

"Xiaoqiao, you can see what is wrong with me."

He reached over.

For the people who bring the wine with him, he believes it very much.

Although he is young, it is clear that he is a good doctor.

Sun Anqiao was more nervous than him, and even glanced at Meng Changan's personal guards guarding the door.

"Your Highness, can you let him go out first?"

"Bold! Your Highness is alone with you, how can you ensure your safety? ”

Although Meng Changan also felt strange, he looked at the expression of the baby face on the other side, and still waved his hand: "You go down first." ”

The guards hesitated.

"Say it," Meng Changan withdrew his wrist and glanced at him: "You are not here to diagnose the pulse, you have something to say." ”

Sun Anqiao swallowed his saliva, and when there was no one around, he handed over the suede in his hand.

On the palm of his hand is a small piece of sweaty suede with tiny words on it.

"See, burn it after you finish it."

Sun Anqiao said: "Xie Niangniang gave it to you." ”

It turned out to be what Xie Jinghua wanted to give himself!

Meng Changan hurriedly finished reading the content, and then sat completely stiff in place.

"She, how could she, how could she have this?"

Sun Anqiao also felt that he was involved in a very terrible matter, but Qingjiujiu had told him about the stakes at first, and he knew it.

"Your Royal Highness, Xie Niangniang said, she can rest assured that this matter will be handed over to you, but you need to be cautious in doing things, after the matter is completed, the military power in the northwest of Shangyang may change hands."