The Anarchic Consort Chapter 141: His black belly

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"What?" Helian Weiwei didn't understand why the third prince suddenly looked at her with such eyes.

But the sensitive she still sensed the danger, and subconsciously wanted to retract her hand.

Bai Li Jiajue was one step ahead of her, holding down the piece of rice paper, and his fingertips stained with red fat fell on it, and the mark was clearly visible.

Seeing that everything is done, Helian Weiwei relaxed her mind, stood up and moved her neck, and said: "I'm going to clean up."

It can be seen that Helen Weiwei is in a good mood.

This is true, and basically her biggest problem is solved.

Helian Weiwei thinks of contract marriage, one is because the three princes are not easy to deal with, if they become an ally, things will be much simpler, and the other is because she has not forgotten that this is ancient times, in case the emperor is three The prince saw her not pleasing to the eye and gave her a marriage casually. Even if she said no, it was a violation of the imperial decree, so she had to think about countermeasures in advance.

Now the contract is also available, and everything will follow the contract in the future.

She and the three princes will get along very happily.

And with this written negotiation, no matter what happens in the future, she will be able to retreat from the palace.

But is this really the case?

Helian Weiwei didn't know it, just when she went into the back room to pack her things.

The man sitting on the wooden chair stretched out his hand and took the rice paper. The deep eyes were filled with ice-covered Han Rui, as if it could pierce people's chest.

Every word on this piece of paper indicates that the other party wants to keep a distance from him.

Heh.

Bai Li Jiajue curled his thin lips, held the ink pen with his slender fingers, and added the word "Stop" to the husband and wife obligations.

"None" plus "Stop"

That means that the relationship between husband and wife will never end.

Bai Li Jiajue put down the ink pen, fold the rice paper slowly, the posture was perfect as if none of this had happened...

The mist outside the window has faded, leaving only a pale yellow.

That is a sign of sunset.

The palace, the main hall.

King Murong stood by the window, pulled the black masked cloth off his face, and threw it aside with a gloomy expression: "Failed, he did not die, but all the guards we sent out Not back."

"What should I do?" The woman standing on the other side of the hall suddenly raised her eyes, and the Zhuhua on top of her head trembled: "Father, we have no time. The emperor’s health is getting worse and worse. He played too much, and one day he would die on a woman. Yan'er was too young to understand anything at all. If the emperor leaves, with the emperor's old immortal spoiling that kind of evil, the emperor's position must be given to Baili. Jiajue! I really can't wait for this palace!"

It turns out that this woman is not someone else, but the lord of the harem "Queen Murong"

She clasped the veil in her hand tightly, and her fingers dyed with Danhong exuded unprecedented poison: "He must die!"

"Don't worry, Empress." King Murong lowered his voice, with a fierce look in his eyes: "You can't kill him in Wuxiu City. It doesn't mean that we can't kill him after returning to the capital."

Queen Murong squeezed her handkerchief, and Liu frowned: "Isn't it said that the evil species didn't bring a single person, and none of the guards who went there came back."

"Our people met Master Han." Wang Murong grabbed his left hand: "He won't have such good luck next time!"

Queen Murong's eyes sank: "Father has any good solution?"

"Remember the maid who was poisoned back then?" Wang Murong slowly raised his thin lips: "The third prince treats her, but is different to other people."

Queen Murong's Liu eyebrow jumped: "Did the Supreme Emperor solve her on the spot? How could she still be alive?"

"Of course I saved her for my father." King Murong's mouth slowly raised, with a smile in the dark: "Such a useful chess piece, of course, we must make the best use of it."

Queen Murong also followed with a smile: "In that case, my palace is relieved. I heard that the maid was a beauty embryo since she was a child, and the beauty is like a poison. This is not wrong at all. That wicked species has not chosen a concubine for so many years. I want to come because of her, but she is a seed of infatuation, huh."

"I don't know what they will look like when they meet." King Murong's fingers slowly ran over the wooden table: "It is impossible for her to kill him again, after all, even if the third prince sees her After that, he will be in a trance for a while, but he is not as stupid as that."

Queen Murong's eyes seemed to be poisoned: "Then let him fight directly with the emperor for this darling, until it can't be ended, just like the emperor did for me."

"Although it's a bit difficult, it shouldn't be difficult based on her understanding of the three princes." King Murong put down the porcelain cup in his hand.

He believes that everyone has one more cinnabar mole in his heart.

Obviously, the cinnabar mole of the third prince was the maid who had accompanied him for countless years in the cold palace.

He hasn't forgotten that no one could get close to the three princes back then.

And this maid will always be treated specially.

King Murong lowered his thin lips, not to mention this special treatment. After he grows up, he will become more lethal. Anyway, Baili Jiajue has no martial arts. No matter how clever he is, he is just a The teenage Maotou is just from the side of Taishang, not very aggressive...

In the distance, on the west side, Taihang Palace.

"How's it going?" The Supreme Emperor stood up unbearably, and asked the dark guard who hurried back from outside: "Is he okay with Jue'er?"

Shadow knelt on the ground respectfully, and said without missing the original words: "The Emperor is relieved, His Royal Highness has already set off for Beijing, and there will be someone following along the way. Nothing like this will happen again."

"That's good, that's good." Suddenly the emperor seemed to be a teenager. He sat on the chair for a while and stretched out his hand and brushed his forehead: "Did you inquire, who actually rescued the Lord? Son?"

Shadow raised his eyes: "Return to the Supreme Emperor, it is said that Young Master Han was also there at that time."

"Is it really a cold boy?" The Emperor squinted his eyes suspiciously. Such a sharp style does not resemble the style of the child, but rather...

The Emperor Taishang raised his brows: "You go to Taibai Academy and investigate all the things Jue's participated in recently, and then tell me the result."

"Yes!" Shadow cast his eyes down.

"Wait a minute." Taishanghuang's eyes sank: "What the **** is going on with that girl from the Helian family?"

Shadow was stunned. The Supreme Emperor asked him that. He didn't know. He wasn't the Third Highness who served. Even the brothers who served the Third Highness, I'm afraid I can't guess what the Three Highness thoughts...

The Supreme Emperor seemed to realize that he asked the wrong person, and his long sleeves waved: "Okay, you can go down."

Maybe he thinks too much.

Juer should just be too boring recently, and want to find a toy for herself...