Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum Chapter 1006: The ninety-ninth bowl of soup dream (nine)

The ninety-ninth bowl of soup dream (nine)

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Qing Huan. Whether they knew her or didn't, they all looked at each other, looking at the emperor and then at her. How unrelated people get involved. The abolished emperor called the boy in white my son, that is to say... the think tank beside the king of Xijiang was actually the one who abolished the emperor?

"Protect the prince!"

I don't know who shouted first, the sound of "Basso" was sharp and loud, all pointing at Qinghuan, staring at her nervously, for fear that she would kill the King of Xijiang.

Qing Huan raised her hands and raised her swords to aim at her. Unexpectedly, she just put down her sleeves, which were rolled up at some point, with a calm expression. On the contrary, the king of Xijiang said coldly: "Put the weapons away for this king."

"But the lord—"

"If he wants to kill me, he will wait until today?" Song Jin is not a fool, and he will not be deceived by a few words from the abolished emperor. "The person kneeling on the ground can do anything to murder the late emperor's false inheritance edict. If he called this king just now, would you also take up arms and aim at this king?"

Let's not say whether he is really bad or doubting Qinghuan, but this maintenance that he doesn't even think about has already raised eyebrows. Old Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that the prince would kill the young master just because he was annoyed. It was because of the young master that Xijiang could have what it is today. No matter what the status is, don't ask It would be too ruthless to kill someone for a reason.

But after thinking about it, Zhou Lao felt that he was unfounded. Such a brutal prince was just a matter of the palace change four years ago. Although his temperament is cold now, he is not an indiscriminate killing of ruthless people. On weekdays, these two are like brothers, how can they turn against each other just because of a word from the abolition of the emperor.

Next, Song Jin was not ready to listen to the nonsense of the abolished emperor, and bluntly announced that the other party was charged with a big prison - he would not let this uncle of the three emperors die easily, the pain of the grandfather, those who were punished by him The pain of the victims must be recovered one by one.

It's just that his mood is not very good. After asking people to drag the Emperor down, he threw away the sword in his hand without saying a word, took Qing Huan's hand and left. Old Zhou knew that the two must have something to solve, so he took the initiative to take the next thing.

Qing Huan was dragged all the way. She walked slowly, but Song Jin was impatient. Later, he simply carried her up and flew to an East Palace where he once lived. The palace staff had already been emptied. Just the two of them for a while.

His black eyes glowed: "Is what he said true?"

Qing Huan didn't answer and asked, "What if it's real, and what if it's fake?"

"..." Song Jin was silent for a while. "If it's fake, it's good, you're still my best friend, my brother, but if it's real..."

"If it's true, how?" Qing Huan asked. "Are you going to kill me? Or are you going to torture me?"

Song Jin frowned upon hearing this. "I'm in your heart, that's the kind of person who doesn't show affection?"

"There is no such thing as affection, whether there is or not, it is always better than hatred." Qing smiled and found a place to sit down at will. "Hate is always greater than love."

As a result, Song Jin suddenly blushed: "What, what love! Don't talk nonsense."

She just said it casually, she didn't expect him to be so sensitive, Qing Huan smiled: "The abolition of the emperor is a serious crime, and he must be executed. The lord can do things according to his heart, and you don't need to consider how you and I were in the past, only To take revenge is, isn't that what the lord has always wanted?"

Blinded by hatred, I can't break free, I can't love, I can't wait, I can't forgive, I can't let go.

Isn't it all him.

Song Jin always felt that there was something in her words, but he didn't have to think about it right now: "I will never kill you, let alone harm you."

"What does the lord want?"

"You answer me first."

He must ask her if she is the child of the abolished emperor, Qing Huan nodded: "Yes."

Next, she saw a relieved expression on Song Jin's face - what is this operation? How could it be like this? Could it be that the stimulation is too great to cause mental disorders?

"Since you are his child, should you repay what he owes me?" Song Jin grabbed her hand suddenly. "I'm not very demanding, I want you to stay with me."

Qing Huan: "..."

"You can rest assured, I won't bully you, and I won't be the emperor. When the situation is stable, we will go back to the Western Xinjiang and live there." Song Jin analyzed his own feelings, his The expression looked serious, and Qing Huan believed that he didn't transfer his hatred to her at all. The four years of mutual support and warm company were not in vain. He now understood that she was innocent and could not treat her like that.

He's not the same as before.

So Qing laughed happily and told Song Jin: "Actually, I lied to you, I'm not the child of the abolished emperor." Seeing him, he seemed to have something to say. "Of course I lied to him, and he himself doesn't know that I have nothing to do with him."

How could it possibly matter, who could give birth to what she was? She just went to see the emperor when he first arrived in this world. Not long after he ascended the throne, she met him during a private visit in a private interview, and heard her tell a specious story-the emperor was a prince when he was young. It is inconspicuous and has all the shortcomings, one of which is that he likes to show mercy everywhere. She told him that she was the child of a Jiangdong woman whom he married overnight, and she took out the token of the abolished emperor—the token she bought from the pawnshop, and it was estimated that someone in the palace had dirty hands and feet and stole things. out to sell for money.

The emperor himself did not know how many women he was fortunate to in order to create an incompetent appearance when he was young. Maybe there are his children all over the country. He nodded to show that he knew, but he didn't mean to recognize her, and then Qing Huan proposed that he wanted to go to the Western Border. Now the Emperor Abolished was interested, and immediately agreed, and let her enter the palace, telling her that if she could complete the task, she would Take her mother to the palace as a concubine.

But when she went to the western border, there was no news. The emperor probably thought she was dead and didn't even look for her. Quan was without her. After all, he has more children, one more and one less, it really makes no difference.

Song Jin, who thought he was already winning, was suddenly disappointed. Qing Huan looked at him with a smile: "It turns out that the prince has such thoughts on me, this is really bad..."

Before the words could be finished, people were overwhelmed. Lying on the thick carpet was quite comfortable, Qing Qing smiled slightly, and supported Song Jin's chest with his hands: "What are you doing, my lord?"

"I don't care about that. When the raw rice is cooked, it doesn't matter what your status is." Of course, he can no longer refuse him. Today is his chance to practice what he has learned! As the saying goes, it's better to say it than to do it. He has already said that kind of idea. In the end, if she refuses, the two friends will not be able to do it. It's better to break the boat.

Qing Huan almost burst out laughing, she lay on top of him and didn't move, letting the man tear her belt off and ripped open her clothes. Song Jin kept recalling the steps he had prepared in his mind, but he touched Qing Huan's robe, um, his chest was soft and plump, exactly as he imagined.

?

Wait a minute?

Soft?

Plump?

This time, Qing Huan finally moved. She first slowly pushed the man away from her, then tidied up her clothes, looking a little distressed at the torn belt. At this moment, Song Jin suddenly came back to his senses, and he took a deep breath - this breath was very happy, and Qing Huan looked at him in a relaxed manner. He got up, stepped back a few steps, and looked like a monster. Looking at her, his eyes first glanced from her face, then glanced down all the way, and finally moved up, and stopped at the place where he had just accidentally felt it.

Qing Huan casually knotted her robe, and said to him with pity: "I'm afraid that the eighteen styles of Longyang will be read in vain. However, Wang..."

How could people run away like this? ? ?

Qing Huan was stunned, because Song Jin actually ran away. He was very skilled and fast, and he disappeared in an instant. Qing Huan shook her head and walked out of the East Palace. The opposite was greeted by Mr. Fan, who learned that she was taken away by the King of Xijiang and rushed to make peace. Seeing that she was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief: "My lord is still rational."

Are you sane? I'm afraid not.

"I saw Wang Ye run away in a hurry just now. What happened? He is always self-sufficient and rarely loses his temper like that." Fan asked. "Are you all right? The lord doesn't care about you, right? Don't worry, even if the lord wants to kill you, my old man won't let it!"

Qing Huan secretly thinks, maybe your old man will also lose his composure at that time.

She never said she was a man, she only called herself a xiasheng and wore men's clothes. No one stipulated that a woman could not call herself a xiasheng or wear men's clothes, right? It was their own misunderstanding, but she couldn't blame her. Moreover, the women's clothing in Dazhou is very cumbersome, far less convenient and easy to wear than the men's clothing.

Soon, everyone knew that the emperor was full of nonsense. Mr. Meng is not his son at all. It is estimated that this fellow is dreaming. What? Why are they so sure, you ask? Of course, there is no father in the world who does not know whether his child is a boy or a girl! These people can't see that they are excusable. After all, Mr. Meng has no ear piercings and is full of heroic spirit, but how can the deposed emperor not know that he is a traitor every day in the prison?

No matter how you scold it, it should be a reverse girl, right?

The lord is really a thief. He must have known it for a long time, but he has maliciously concealed it from others for so long, because there are few women in the Western Xinjiang, and he is afraid that people who can't find a wife will **** him from him? Unexpectedly, the king's heart is so narrow! They were about to get married, but only then did they tell them that Mr. Meng, whom they worshiped to death, turned out to be a girl!

The author has something to say: God unfolds I thought you were used to it for a long time