Being able to sit on the throne of Zhou Guifei is naturally His Majesty the King of Chu. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that the Xiaoxiang Pavilion has always been a little simple and elegant, there are only a few red candles lit in the house, the light is slightly dim, and a few people are sitting in the inner room covered by bead curtains and curtains, and they can only see the tall and mighty back of the King of Chu through the hazy candlelight.

It is full of mysterious and powerful atmosphere.

This is also in line with the image in the hearts of the people of Chu State, mysterious and powerful, with invincible momentum. But in the hearts of the powerful people of the Chu family, the king of Chu is an iron-blooded and ruthless emperor, which can be seen from the things he did back then.

But in Zhou Fu'er's eyes, although the man in front of him is just his husband, he is just Qing'er's father. But after all, he is still the majestic emperor, iron-blooded and ruthless, and it is impossible for anyone to ignore his majesty.

Just like at this time, His Majesty the King of Chu sat there silently, which had already brought a strong oppressive force to people, and it was not until a long time later that he said lightly: "I understand what you mean, let Qing'er study with Mr. Yan Yuan tomorrow." ”

Zhou Guifei frowned slightly when she heard this, and said with some hesitation: "Your Majesty, I seem to have heard that Mr. Zilu is back?"

"Heh," King Chu hugged Princess Qing'er in front of the table on his lap, his eyes drooped slightly, looking at the well-behaved and cute little princess, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, and said: "Zilu is not good, my heart is too wild, I'm afraid that he will bring our Qing'er badly." ”

Zhou Fu'er forced a smile.

Looking at the happy father and daughter in front of him, it should have been a happy thing, but he couldn't help but think of the woman who was already pregnant. Slander in my heart, don't let Qing'er worship the master's way, is it possible to keep it for that slut's child?

Although Mr. Fu Nian is the head of Taixue, he has always respected the royal way to govern the country, and his majesty's armor has always been contrary to the killing of his majesty's armor, and he is not emperor's heart. Although Mr. Yan Yuan's cultivation is profound, he has never had the heart to win, he is indifferent, and he is peaceful, but such people are really too idealistic and real nerds.

Compared with this, Zhou Guifei only favored Mr. Zilu of Taixue.

Of course, it's not just Zhou Guifei, maybe the whole Ying values Mr. Zilu, and this kind of attention is naturally not flashy respect, but deserved. Not because of his superb chess skills, nor because of his profound bachelor's knowledge, but because Mr. Zilu is the most powerful sword in the entire Yingdu.

"If Qing'er can worship Mr. Zilu as a teacher, it would be a great thing. ”

Zhou Guifei frowned and thought silently, but at this moment, her face suddenly changed slightly, and the river map treasure in the bitter sea of dantian had strange fluctuations, her heart sank slightly, and there was a strong killing intent condensed between her delicate eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" King Chu naturally noticed her strangeness, frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have something to deal with?" ”

Zhou Guifei recovered in just an instant, the killing intent in her eyes was gone, although she was a little annoyed by the opportunity to take measures, but she still had a faint smile on her cheeks, and said softly: "What's the matter, the concubine only hopes that Your Majesty can come to Xiaoxiang Palace often if you have nothing to do, so that Qing'er doesn't have to always shout that she can't see her father!"

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This murderous attempt against Fu Qinglime disappeared on the wine table so inexplicably.

But when Fu Qinglime's white dress dragged the ground and returned strongly, the wealthy families on that street had already dispersed, there was no Xu Qingyun's figure, and there was no Lin Yunuo and Ye Leng, only the people and horses of the Royal Forest Army were stationed there, doing some aftermath matters.

"Where have all the people gone?" she pretended to be murderous in her heart, and her voice was cold, and she said coldly at the two Royal Forest soldiers stationed at the crossing: "Hurry up and tell me, where are all the people who fought here just now?"

Maybe these two men from the Royal Forest Army have been arrogant and domineering in Yingdu for so many years, and it is the first time they have seen such a reasonable and aggressive person. Originally, their stomachs were still full of anger, but when they saw the cold and delicate face of the woman in front of them, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

"Auntie...... Is the girl looking for someone?"

"Nonsense," Fu Qinglime's slender fingers grasped the hilt of Su Wen's ancient sword, and asked in a cold voice, "I was asking where you went, and I didn't let you ask me." ”

"Oh, oh, the people are gone. ”

"Gone?" Fu Qinglime raised two thin eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?

The two men of the Imperial Forest Army looked at Fu Qinglime's cute appearance when he raised his eyebrows, and his heart was a little inexplicably hot, and he said absent-mindedly: "Dead, dead!"

"Dead?" At this moment, Fu Qinglime's whole person was a little distracted, and his heart was full of pathos, confusion, shock, and discouragement. Even when he left, the people around him couldn't hear what they were saying.

She left the place a little dejected.

I don't know where I'm supposed to go, I don't know what I'm supposed to do, and I feel like even the air is so annoying in a world without him. The feeling of emptiness in the heart, no one can understand and feel, think about when the fish has left the water?

Since Fu Qingling first met Xu Qingyun in Dahe Prefecture, there has rarely been a time of separation. Even if he was underground for five years, it was because he could feel Xu Qingyun's existence and understand that he was waiting for him.

But who else is waiting for them now?

She was a little disheartened, and kept wandering around the streets of Yingdu, large and small, and involuntarily went to that street again, and then went to the noodle restaurant where they ate noodles together.

But the bowl noodles are still the same, and the people are no longer there.

Fu Qingling couldn't help but lie on the table and cry loudly, attracting strange eyes from the surrounding crowd, only to feel that the beautiful woman in front of her was a little strange.

But she didn't care, she still lay on the table and cried, crying and hungry, she got up and ate a few mouthfuls of noodle soup, tears fell into the bowl, as if she couldn't stop tears, and the whole bowl of meaty noodle soup tasted completely changed.

It was only now that Fu Qinglime slowly understood that the tears were really salty!

"Bring me ten bowls!"

"Can't you hear me? Are you still making any money?"

"Hurry up and give it to me!"

The beautiful little girl in the shop came from the back kitchen and said with an embarrassed face: "Sister, we are closed, if you want to eat, come back tomorrow." ”

"Closed?"

Fu Qinglime walked out in a daze, stood on the long street for one night, and when the noodle restaurant opened again the next day, he sat in the place where the few of them were sitting again, continued to ask for more than a dozen bowls of noodle soup, and continued to cry loudly.

It seems to be a continuous cycle, and the diners of Song Kee Noodle Restaurant have become accustomed to this woman who comes to eat and cry every day, and it is not strange. It wasn't until more than ten days later that when Fu Lime looked up after eating the noodle soup, a cold and pleasant voice suddenly sounded.

"Excuse me, is my question with you?" )