"Meng Jiu'an, are you crazy?!"

Qingjiujiu struggled in his arms, and slapped Meng Jiu'an's face with a wave: "Why did you kill Chuncao!" ”

"She just wanted to do something to you." Meng Jiu'an said it soundingly.

The smell of alcohol on his body has not yet dissipated, and the whole person is depressed and gloomy, like a lifeless killer.

"She didn't! She doesn't have the ability to kill me at all, she's just so sad that if I explain to her-"

"No need to explain," Meng Jiu'an sneered: "How did Ginkgo die, there is a Japanese highness who will ask your man to get it back, you remember, this palace maid also died because of you, and the two lives of Qingjiu Jiujiu." ”

Two lives-

The ginkgo that was killed in the middle of the night, and the spring grass that is now dead at the feet.

Qing Jiujiu felt that his body was cold for a while.

Why...... Why doesn't killing pay for your life?

"What is human life to you?" Qingjiujiu could feel his upper and lower teeth chatter as he spoke.

It's obviously summer, and it's not cold at all, but why does she feel like falling into an ice cave?

Meng Jiu'an didn't speak, just carried her into the room and placed her on the bed.

The eagle appeared at some point, holding a tinkling chain in his hand.

The sound of the chain colliding is too familiar, so familiar that Qingjiujiu is cold.

She propped herself up and stepped back, but there was a big bed behind her, and she was grabbed by Meng Jiu'an and pulled back.

The tail vertebrae that had just fallen and injured were painful, Qingjiujiu shook his head, and his lips were pale: "Don't, don't!" ”

Again, this clumsy appliance.

"When a man can't control a woman, he has to rely on something." Meng Jiu'an took the chain from Feiying's hand, "I gave you too much freedom. ”

Brought back to Linhua Palace, he gave Qing wine freedom.

Let her use her ingenuity to gain a foothold in the palace.

He did it all by virtue of being in a good mood and doing harmless things.

The more chaotic it is in this palace, the better.

- But he doesn't have that kind of patience now, Xie Shi is dead, and he wants to go back to the northwest to see.

On the use of force, Qingjiu was not his opponent at all, and it didn't take long for him to be chained by his backcut hands.

After throwing the key to Feiying, Meng Jiu'an twisted Qingjiujiu's chin with two fingers, forcing her to look up at herself: "He's dead, let's go back to the northwest and take a look, kill Ji Shiyan and give him a companion, okay?" ”

"You, neurotic...... What does his death have to do with the season banquet.... What relationship? ”

Meng Jiu'an shook his hand and threw Qingjiujiu on the inside of the bed, although there was a quilt blocking it, but his forehead was still knocked up with a red bag.

"Protected? Don't you also want the life of the season feast? Meng Jiu'an was interested, and his eyes flashed with a luster that others couldn't distinguish: "You said that if I took your life to ask his three armies to surrender, what do you think he would do?" ”

With her life—

If it is such a child's play, Meng Jiu'an said it as if it was true.

"Meng Jiu'an, power or emotion is important to you, which is important?"

Meng Jiu'an's smile paused.

Qingjiujiu turned his head to avoid his touch, and spat in his mouth.

"What would you do if you were to bet on such a boring thing with a woman?"

Meng Jiu'an didn't seem to have thought about this problem, he was quiet for a moment, and then sneered: "Now it's in the hands of Your Highness, it's not me who makes the choice." ”

"yes, I hope you'll never make that choice."

Meng Jiu'an seemed to be angry again, he tore his hand, and the bed curtain was dropped and poured on Qingjiujiu's face.

He walked out of the palace gate quickly, and his voice became farther and farther away: "The imperial concubine has been injured and needs to recuperate in Linhua Palace, and it is inconvenient to go to the Tai Hospital on duty again, and you must not step out of the palace gate today!" ”

Qingjiujiu has endured it for a long time, and at this moment, Meng Jiu'an is not there, she can't hold back anymore.

The whole person was pressed against the edge of the bed, his head hanging down to the side of the bed, retching.

Too many emotions are mixed together, she can't avoid it, and she can't retreat.

Meng Zhao's words still rang in his mind: It's because of you, that child came and went.

It's a thank you on the letterhead and you're dead.

It's the eyes of the spring grass that can't be closed when she falls on the steps.

Why human life is so vulnerable.

There are many things that you have done wrong?

Since that day, Qingjiujiu has indeed never taken a step out of Linhua Palace.

She could feel the busyness of Linhua Palace.

Meng Jiu'an said that he wanted to return to the northwest, and it seemed that he was indeed preparing.

But the words are light, in fact, Qingjiujiu knows that the word 'go back' is actually a battle behind it.

The two countries of Da Zhou and Shangyang, after so many years of small fights, can maintain a superficial peace that is vulnerable.

This time, it is bound to be a big move.

So Meng Jiu'an has to do a lot.

Troops, grain and grass, and persuaded the ministers of the court and the faction.

Linhua Palace has been strangely quiet since the day Chuncao died.

Su Ru and Lu Liu heard that they were both seriously ill, and they didn't dare to go out to invite pets when they got better, and they looked like rabbits when they saw Meng Jiu'an.

Secretly, some people say that His Highness's temperament has changed.

But he still talks and laughs, and when he doesn't look at official business, his unruly appearance is still the same as before.

The evil spirit on his body has not changed in the slightest.

But it's just changed.

He never touched the concubines in his palace again.

There are also ministers who want to give him the Semers in the palace in order to curry favor with him.

I heard that Meng Jiu'an always glanced at him coldly, and if he didn't accept it, he wouldn't say it, and the minister would definitely be unlucky in a few days.

Once or twice, I thought it was a coincidence that I had offended someone else, but after many times, I felt the taste.

His Royal Highness seemed to be extremely taboo about this matter, and he didn't even look at it when no one brought it to him.

It's all weird.

It wasn't like that before.

Gradually, however, there were some rumors in Kyoto, which were endless.

It is said that in a famous brothel in Kyoto, there was a few mysterious people who came one night and picked a few outstanding young people.

In Shangyang Country, male sex is not a taboo thing at all.

It's even more common.

It's just that those few people, how were they taken away and how they were sent back.

I didn't understand when I asked, but I just saw an extremely handsome man, and his body was full of evil energy.

There was even a jade pendant with nine dragons playing with pearls in his hand.

That appearance is not ordinary people at all.

A few little people tried their best to serve the good people.

It's just that one of them is particularly delicate, and he was half-wrapped in the man's arms and picked his chin, and asked him to call Ah Xun.

Why, what I learned on weekdays were some tricks to seduce people, and I immediately called Ah Xun in Wu Nong's soft language.

But at the moment when the words landed, he was pushed out of his arms by the man.

He got angry: "Get out of here!" It doesn't look like it, and it doesn't talk like it! ”