My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: One hundred and tenth
Juvenile Yusu rode directly to the guard of the city gate on the side. !
"You, come here."
The captain of the city defense team was again in a cold sweat, trembling forward.
This is the Captain of Longjin Guard who is guarding Gyeonggi, a real third-ranking member, and the big red man next to His Royal Highness, how dare he neglect.
Immediately he respectfully bowed his head and listened to the order, "My lord, what can I do."
"His Royal Highness dictates that from now on, all people entering and leaving the city must be strictly checked. Once someone finds a pale face, protruding eyes different from ordinary people, stiff limbs and slow movement, they will all be taken down first!"
The team leader hurriedly nodded his head like smashing garlic, and kept saying, "Yes, yes! Everything listens to what the adults say, the lower officials will inevitably order strict inspections to ensure that there will be no mistakes."
Usu nodded and turned around to enter the city immediately. He still needs to rush back to Longjinwei immediately and dispatch manpower to search for the city to ensure peace in Gyeonggi.
The prince said that this matter may not be an exception. The mutant weird does not currently know what it is, and it remains to be verified.
A jewelry shop near the North City Gate, on the second floor of Ruyixuan.
A young man in Jinyi leaned on his side in front of the window, lightly pressed a folding fan in his palm, and suddenly laughed, "My sixth brother made such a big move when he returned to Beijing. You can check it, Captain Long Jinwei What are you working on."
"Master, His Royal Highness the Second Prince Shicai is on the second floor of Ruyixuan."
As soon as Mo Lin entered the city, he hurried to the palace. He only tilted his head slightly and raised her eyebrows indifferently, "Let him follow."
It's just a clown dancing beam. He doesn't care about him at all now, and a group of people quickly rushed to the palace.
At this time, Queen Zhao, a symbol of the power of the harem of Mo State, was about thirty years old and had a dignified and elegant appearance. She was only dressed in a water-red dress, and she was holding a loose bun with a hundred flowers. Fragrant couch.
An old woman wearing makeup and slick eyebrows walked in from the outside quickly and bowed to Queen Zhao, "Manny, there is news from the Huaihua Palace, saying yes... …"
Two steps before, she whispered to Queen Zhao, "The one who had another trouble this morning, quietly executed a little dressing girl."
"Shit." Queen Zhao sneered, "What's the big deal this time."
There was a smile in the old mother's eyes, "It was said that the girl picked out a white hair when she helped the girl dress up..."
Queen Zhao immediately laughed, but her eyes were full of coldness, "What a hypocritical woman. How did the others react?"
The old mother smiled flatly, "Different palaces reacted differently, but the empress of Lin Guifei was the most interesting. She sent someone to send a box of head oil to that person, saying that it was...cough, a famous doctor deployed, specializes in the treatment. White hair and bald head."
Queen Zhao can already imagine what the face of that "gift" was.
"Niang Niang, Niang Niang." Hexiang, the close-fitting lady of the palace, stepped in with joy and hurriedly saluted, "Niang Niang, the slave servants just heard that the prince and his party have returned to Beijing."
"What?" Queen Zhao suddenly came to her spirits, her eyes were full of soft light, and she stood up happily, "Quickly, take care of my palace dressing, my son is back, and I'm going to meet him personally. Welcome my son."
The accompanying maids smiled and waited on them. They were busy, listening to reports from outside, and Prince Mo came to the palace to pay respect.
This child, who just came back, must have not rushed back to the East Palace to change clothes and wash away all the dust, so he hurried to her. Thinking of her son being so filial, Queen Zhao’s eyebrows and eyes were smiling, so I had to take away those from the other palace. The bad things are thrown out of the clouds.