MTL - Empress True Colors-Chapter 37v4 Your Majesty is happy

The flying stream went down thirty inches, and the acid water fell on the robe and boots.

The acidic water spat out by Her Majesty the Queen splashed on the boots of the three "future husbands" at the same time, and the three had very different reactions.

One person strode away, reacting quickly, the corner of the red robe flashed, and the person was already three feet away.

Pei Shu stared at this man the hardest.

One person remained motionless, letting the acid water splash on his white clothes, standing like an unfeeling stone sculpture.

Pei Shu turned his gaze to look at this man, half mocking and half cold.

The last one wore a comfortable apricot-colored robe, and his actions were very gentle. He didn't jump away abruptly, nor did he stay still. Don't catch a cold."

Immediately, he handed over a handkerchief, which was light blue in color and had a faint pleasant smell. Jing Hengbo smelled it very comfortably. She never coldly refused good intentions. She reached out to take it, but Pei Shu suddenly stopped her, He frowned and said, "What's the smell on this veil?"

Everyone in the Fushui Department was a little embarrassed, but the other party still smiled calmly, and said in a harmonious voice: "Yes. The incense made of kudzu flower juice has been smoked. The kudzu flower has a sweet and flat taste, soothes the spleen and stomach, and adjusts the five qi. I should treat your majesty at this moment. Good effect." After a pause, he added with a smile, "I'm a doctor."

The Prime Minister of Fushui hurriedly introduced, "Mr. Si Rongming, after my Fushui Medical Sage, I must have heard of my Fushui Medical Sage, Your Majesty and the young marshal. Mr. Si has a long history of family education, practiced medicine all over the world, the doctors are benevolent, and his subordinates are alive Numerous are the new generation of medical saints respected by everyone in my floating department..."

Jing Hengbo was still retching his stomach, propping his legs with his hands, while thinking that he seemed to have heard the name of this medical sage before, and probably he was talking about the grunt disease in the floating department. It is useful, but it conflicts with some people's physique, especially if the living conditions are superior and the food is too good, it is easier to have problems with Gulu. Changed to uh, saved the aristocrats of Floating Water who were in dire straits, so they were revered and had a high status in Floating Water.

Jing Hengbo felt that it didn't matter if this invention wasn't released, the grunt was the grunt in his own stomach, and the hiccup was someone else's smell...

That little medical sage really looked like a modest gentleman. Seeing that she was still vomiting, he immediately took out a pill from his sleeve and handed it over, and said softly: "This is a pill for eliminating vomiting, which is specially used for regulating the stomach meridian. Contains ginseng, Atractylodes macrocephala, licorice, dried ginger, cloves..."

He seemed to be afraid that Pei Shu would ask again, so he simply told out all the ingredients this time, but it was useless, Pei Shu stretched out his hand again, with a vicious gesture ready to slap the pill away.

But Jing Hengbo's shoes suddenly stepped on Pei Shu's boots fiercely. The old man was wearing her own high-heeled shoes, and Pei Shu's handsome face twisted violently when she stepped on them.

Taking advantage of his twist, Jing Hengbo raised his head, quickly took the medicine, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Si..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw the man's face clearly, and couldn't help being startled.

The man opposite was tall and gentle, with a gentle posture, and the feeling of smiling was three points familiar.

Jing Hengbo blinked, and then looked at the other two people. The youngest one was wearing a red robe, the one who jumped away quickly and gracefully just now, with radiant jet-black hair, and a pair of the same jet-black, so dark that it was a little bluish. Jing Hengbo turned his head to look at Pei Shu, and Pei Shu's face became more and more like a nose is not a nose, and eyes are not eyes.

If Jing Hengbo realized something, he wanted to laugh, and was a little annoyed. Then he looked at the motionless man like an ice sculpture, dressed in a white brocade suit, with a snow-white face with a pointed chin, his eyes were a little pale, and the lines on his face were or Because it was stretched too tightly, it looked a little artificially stiff, but it was undeniable that he was a very outstanding handsome man.

Of course, it's far from that prototype.

Jing Hengbo sighed—does even Fushuibu, who can only hiccup, know about her love history?

Although the three faces are all unfamiliar, but the manner, dress, and temperament are vaguely closer to Yeluqi, Pei Shu, and Gong Yin. Of course, it is incomparable in front of a real person, but there is a little bit of that kindness. That's all for Shen Yun. For example, the boy in red with the look and temper a bit like Pei Shu is obviously younger than Pei Shu, and he still has a pimple on his chin.

The Ministry of Floating Water seems to have worked hard, but they don't know, it may not be able to please her, but is it more likely to anger a certain devil first?

The red-clothed boy lost his momentum at first, but when he really bumped into Pei Shu, who was bruised from battles and covered in murderous aura, his intentional arrogance was not enough.

The man in white didn't grasp the true essence of "Bingshan", he just stood there straight to show his face, and glanced at Jing Hengbo from time to time, with a vague **** in his eyes, Jing Hengbo felt like he had eaten a fly, she didn't like people Xue Gongyin doesn't like this kind of low-style learning.

It would be great if Gong Yin's demeanor could be easily cloned, and Jing Hengbo would be relieved, why is she so inseparable.

Her gaze finally turned to Si Rongming. In all fairness, this is the one who is the most pleasing to the eye among the three. His appearance has nothing to do with Yeluqi. But her tone of voice and attitude always reminded her of Yelu.

Most importantly, he knows medical skills.

On the opposite side, Fu Shui Daxiang's smile was a little tentative and a little uneasy, and he said again: "These three... er... are the best men we have carefully selected... er... carefully selected by Fu Shui, and there is no one better than them. Alright..."

Jing Hengbo met his expectant eyes and suddenly realized.

Fuck me, they sent the best handsome man in the clan first after fifty miles, so that her old man would not go floating in the water.

No, your old man came to choose the harem, and now the best ones are given to you here, so why don't you bother to come in?

I don't know what shameful things the floating department is going to do recently, maybe they are busy digging holes to bury people, afraid that they will be tricked by her professional mischievous family?

Jing Hengbo has always been a good-tempered girl, and the biggest advantage of a good-tempered girl is that she doesn't intentionally antagonize others. To be honest, she is not in the mood to go to the floating water department now—she seems to have a bad stomach recently, whether it's grunting or uh Uh, it seems that I can't bear it.

The prime minister on the other side was still smiling expectantly, which was pitiful. Jing Hengbo chuckled and said, "Since the best ones are here, I don't need to go to the Fushui Department for the time being...these three outstanding men..."

Seeing the surprise light bursting from the eyes of the opponent's officials, Jing Hengbo's feeling of "something tricky here" became more serious, but at the moment his stomach was really uncomfortable, and he didn't have the heart to figure it out.

"...It's all good, but it's not suitable for me, or..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Pei Shu's raised eyebrows, and the faces of the floating ministers suddenly tensed up.

It was only then that Jing Hengbo remembered that people were wary of her. If she didn't accept any of them, they would feel uneasy, and they probably had to worry about whether she would sneak in to make trouble like before. Why bother to torture people like this? What about the kind old man?

So she looked at the three of them kindly again, Pei Shu squinted at her from the corner of his eyes, seeing her glance at the young man in red, his face became brighter immediately.

Seeing that she did not move towards the man in white, Pei Shu frowned suddenly.

In the end, Jing Hengbo pointed at Si Rongming and said with a smile, "Mr. Si is proficient in medical skills. I am short of such talents under my command. I would like to ask Mr. Si for help."

As soon as these words came out, the people in the Fushui Department were greatly relieved and excited.

The queen finally got one!

Queen Na's first quasi-king husband is a member of the Ministry of Floating Water, which is of great significance!

All the ministers of the Fushui Department were overjoyed, and were about to send the queen off on the chariot, when the queen suddenly looked at the Fushui landscape in front of her, and said faintly: "Actually, I still yearn for the wonderful scenery of the Fushui Department. "

The smiling faces suddenly turned into crying faces.

Floating Water Daxiang who had just let out a breath, almost couldn't hang up in one breath.

I had no choice but to look back again, be cautious, and hinted repeatedly that the queen's face was always full of longing for the mountains and rivers of Fushuibu, watching the sweat of the officials rolling down, and the sound of uh. In the end, under the low-pitched and earnest inquiry of the suddenly blessed Prime Minister, the queen finally expressed that if she could get the unconditional support from the court of the Ministry of Fushui, she would contribute funds to assist the vigorous development of the women's chain shopping malls in the capital of the Ministry of Fushui and even the whole territory, and would be very supportive of the Ministry of Fushui. If the 'Swamp of Nothingness' can be developed and utilized unconditionally, and if the women's mall's requirements for reciprocal trade between various countries and ethnic groups are not blocked in the future, the old man may be satisfied and will no longer bother the respected royal family by floating in the water.

Two hours later, Her Majesty the Queen finally led her mighty team away with a smile on her face. shameless!

Say important things three times.

shameless! shameless! shameless!

…

Turn all the way to Luoyun.

Because it was a sudden change of course, Jing Hengbo was afraid that he would be greeted dozens of miles away like floating water again, and he would come to this kind of encounter again. Should he go in or go in? Everyone is doing this trick, is she still patrolling? So I simply didn't notify the Luoyun Department this time, and knocked on the door when we arrived.

She is very clear about her reputation now—before she called back to Dige, she went to one place and killed countless people. Now that she is a queen, she is still stubborn. After killing Yu Guangting, this time he brushed the edge of the floating water and scraped the floating water hard again. It is estimated that when he turned around, the queen's notoriety would have to be added again-Jing Papi.

Jing Hengbo cracked his fingers, calculating the possibility of realizing that grand plan in the future, and sighed silently.

The structure of the Great Wilderness is different. Over the years, the six kingdoms and eight tribes have formally loyal to Dige, paid tribute every year, and proclaimed their vassals in front of them. In fact, they have an independent political system. After many years of operation, they have already claimed to be one country. If the hostile forces do not fight, they will have to watch the country fall apart. If things go on like this, it will be hard to get back. "Unification" is by no means an easy task.

This kind of self-defeating situation is very unfavorable to those in power in Dige, but it provides opportunities for the rest of the people who are lurking in the grass. The founding queen set up such a pattern entirely because she knew that her throne could not be passed on to her children, and the future queen would not belong to her family, so she sent her children out of the emperor's song, hibernated and waited, and then used such a strategy of splitting the country to isolate the emperor. Songs, weakening the power of the queens and national teachers of all dynasties, so that in case any generation really has a capable hero, her family's descendants will no longer be able to enter the emperor's song and regain the throne.

Of course, although her setting made it possible for the local government to encircle the central government, there are too many countries and they develop from generation to generation. After many generations, will things still go as she wishes, and whether it is still feasible for the local governments to return to the central government? It's all an unknown, but the founding queen has confidence—how could her descendants fail to take back the wilderness she created?

The founding queen was a generation of strange people, with foresight and foresight, and the layout was laid out hundreds of years later, but people are people after all, how could she calculate that after hundreds of years, a scene will fall from the sky?

This woman, who is not her descendant, miraculously took a path she had planned, from the central to the local, from the local to the central, and after gaining the actual power, then infiltrated from the central to the local, with the goal of unification in the true sense of the wilderness .

Or there is a hint in the dark, such as the imperial silk book that once made the empress vomit blood. After many years, it may make her vomit blood again...

Regarding the idea of ​​unification, Jing Hengbo had discussed this issue with Gong Yin before, and they both felt that if they did not adopt a tough one-country-country-to-country policy, the six countries and eight ministries would have to be constrained militarily and economically dependent. , was constrained politically, and the control of the powerful economic, political, and military forces should be brought back to Dige step by step.

Gong Yin's original proton system was actually an initial measure to constrain politics. If Jing Hengbo hadn't come, he would have successfully become the male emperor, and perhaps the process of unification would have followed, but when Jing Hengbo came, his great cause was stranded, and his love and hatred entangled. In the end, Shengsheng changed the course of his life for her, and Dige's huge carriage was also left behind by him, no longer caring about where it was going.

And she took the reins of controlling the horse, and once wanted to abandon it, and finally she understood that strength is the guarantee of life.

The sunlight was shattered by the shaking carriage, and there was a golden light rippling on her face. Jing Hengbo sat firmly, she could sit firmly wherever she was now.

The vomiting of the previous few days disappeared immediately after the ministers of the floating water department left. From this, she firmly believed that she was completely disgusted by the tonsils, so she declined Mr. Si's request to check the pulse and prescribe medicine.

Within two days, her life became lively, Qisha came, and Feifei Ergou and Yongxue also came with her. Since the queen made a public inspection, all kinds of pets can be brought with her in a fair manner.

Jing Hengbo's life was suddenly very annoying. Every day, he heard Qisha vying for favor, or Ergou chanted obscene poems, or Feifei beat Ergouzi violently, screaming and singing together, and the best quality was accompanied by strange flowers.

It's noisy, but it's also lively. Jing Hengbo has been a little lethargic recently, so he fell on the bed and let them make trouble. I heard that Yi Qi and Pei Shu have similar tastes, and they have already set up a "draft review team". The most outstanding man in the territory, he will kill (kill) the queen (clean) (clean) the palace (clean) together.

There was a sudden commotion outside, Jing Hengbo lifted the curtain and saw that he was approaching the border of Luoyunbu. She didn't want to be too ostentatious, so she ordered four thousand guards to be behind the car and keep a distance, and the other cars with entourage were in front.

The car couldn't go very far, it stopped, Qi Sha jumped out of the car in a mess, and said happily: "It's blocked! It's blocked!"

Jing Hengbo poked his head and saw that the crowd in front of him was turbulent, one after another, and he didn't know what they were doing.

Seven kills are always excited when they see a lot of people. After a while of desperately squeezing, Wu Shan came over with a solemn face, "Amitabha, the men from the Luoyun Department are setting up a ring to compete for the right to be drafted in Beijing. Goodness, goodness, what a bunch of crooked melons. .”

Jing Hengbo said "Ah?", and stared at the noisy crowd outside in dumbfounded—as for what?

After sending someone to inquire, I found out that the Luoyun Department is also selecting the future husband, but it adopts a step-by-step selection system, because the Luoyun Department thinks that the Queen will go to the Fushui Department first, so it is not in a hurry, and orders the states and counties to select first . There is no limit on the number of people, so things got serious, the crowds surged, and the prefectures and counties were too busy. In addition, these people gathered together for the same purpose, and disputes and quarrels were inevitable. I don’t know how many fights there were. A mansion close to the border of Luoyun, because of the strong folk customs, often caused **** incidents. In the end, the Fu Cheng had no choice but to limit the number of candidates for the election in Beijing. The mansion only appointed three people and did not set up a ring. These "wizards" themselves In the private competition, apart from not being allowed to be maimed or killed, everyone else depends on their ability, and whoever stands in front of the Fucheng last will be sent to Beijing!

This is the law of the beast, and it immediately caused a big fight, which seriously hurt Fu Cheng Anle - the local folk customs are tough, there are many martial arts practitioners, and they refuse to accept the management. It has been a headache for many years, and now it is just right to fight a group of people. A lot has happened—Long live the Queen!

At the end of the fight, these "future husbands" also began to be overwhelmed. Immediately, a tycoon came forward to mediate and agreed not to fight again. Everyone set up a scene to show their skills. The local people voted, and the top three with the most votes stood at Going in front of Fu Cheng, this move won the approval of most people.

Now, it is the stage of a new round of performing arts and calling for tickets, and the crowds of people are just small circles showing their talents one after another, busy asking for tickets.

When Jing Hengbo heard about it, he became interested, got out of the car immediately, and walked closer to have a look. The carriage she used was low-key, without the queen's guard of honor, and she was dressed normally. Those who showed their talents and voted were all sweating profusely, and no one paid attention to her.

Jing Hengbo took a look, most of them were showing martial arts, she kept shaking her head, what's the use of being a master?

There are also a few circles that show other things, so the popularity seems weaker. One of them has a signboard of Xinglin Master. Jing Hengbo's eyes lit up, and he squeezed into the circle. He saw a man in his thirties, with a goatee, and a long and thin man. The face, with half-closed eyes, looks like a tall man.

Jing Hengbo felt admiration suddenly in his heart—although he was a bit ugly, he really looked like a master Xinglin!

At this moment, she also forgot that the reason for asking for tickets is to be her husband, so she hurriedly lined up, and saw a group of old mothers and mothers in front of them, all kinds of complaints about illnesses and pains, crying again and again, the man was completely expressionless, half-opened and half-closed, half-closed, half-closed, half-closed Listen, he didn't prescribe any medicine or talk about medical principles when he was done. He grabbed a handful of something from a porcelain bowl next to him, wrapped it in white paper, and handed it over. He said flatly: "The medicine will cure the disease." .

Jing Hengbo's eyes were as bright as the aunt's. This posture is different, and it really looks like a miracle doctor, but why is everyone a kind of medicine? And why does the thing in that basin look like incense ash?

Finally it was her turn, Jing Hengbo smiled politely, and before he could sit down and talk about his symptoms, the doctor who had been squinting at people opened his eyes suddenly.

A pinch of eye feces sticking to the corner of the eye, because of the movement of trying to open the eye, fell down in a swish.

Pei Shu folded his arms and watched from a distance, and said to Yi Qi: "This kind of guy dares to run for the election? Is he insulting the Queen or us? Turn around and treat him to eye shit!"

"There are still feet!" Yi Qi replied sternly.

"Let's go soak our feet!" Qi Sha roared away.

Before he finished speaking here, Jing Hengbo suddenly jumped up on the other side, lifted his foot, and kicked over the stall of the "famous doctor" with a clatter.

"This kind of guy dares to stand for the election! Insult! Insult! Yi Qi..." She saw Yi Qi in a blink of an eye, and she was still thinking about the punishment method. One tael of arsenic, one tael of crane crest!"

"Like it!" Jing Hengbo strode away angrily, muttering something while walking, Yi Qi carelessly went to prepare the skin of his feet, but Pei Shu quietly followed.

Then he heard the queen swearing angrily as she walked.

"quack!"

"The evil pen!"

"I thought there was a way!"

"Damn actually said that sister is a virgin!"

…

A thunderbolt struck Young Marshal Pei violently.

The young marshal froze on the ground for half an hour, not even knowing that the queen was gone.

After half a quarter of an hour, he jumped up like a needle prick, slapped his ear, and strode back.

"When I was young, I fought a lot of wars, which hurt my ears, and I misheard everything!"

…

Jing Hengbo rushed out angrily, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Under a willow tree ahead, there was actually a lonely stall, but there was no one in front of the stall, so she ignored it.

A local villager walked past her, and Jing Hengbo grabbed him and asked, "Old man, why doesn't that one over there have any fans?"

The other party probably also understood what she meant, glanced over there, his expression suddenly became a little fearful, he shook his head violently and said: "Bad luck, bad luck, you can't touch it, you can't touch it."

After she broke free, she ran away, and deliberately avoided the stall, not only the old man, but the rest of the villagers also avoided the stall, like avoiding the plague.

Jing Hengbo looked at that guy. Although he was dressed as a Confucian scholar, his clothes were old and a little dirty, his hair was tied in a mess, his face was pale, so thin that his cheekbones were high, and he looked downcast, but he was not old. big.

Looking at the sign hanging above his head, Jing Hengbo almost burst out laughing.

"Looking at Qi and divination, searching for dragons and acupoints, medical astrology, astronomy and geography, world affairs, and mysteries of heaven and earth are all in the chest."

What a big tone!

Jing Hengbo might still believe him if he said "Xinglin is invincible" and "I am omnipotent in astrology", but this guy is a little too boastful, right?

Of the above studies, which one is not vast and profound, and Bai Shouqiong can only get a glimpse of its profound and profound knowledge after a lifetime, a young yellow-haired boy dares to boast all in his chest, is that breast forty-two F?

Like the "famous doctor" before, is he hungry enough to trick the old women into filling their stomachs? It's fine to lie to the old women, but also want to lie to her, the queen? Is the half catty of foot skin and arsenic feast prepared by Qisha enough?

Jing Hengbo's mood was inexplicably a little irritable, and he dared to miss her harem for one or two scumbags!

She laughed and strode over. Before she had taken two steps, she was stopped by someone, "Girl, you can't go, you can't go."

"What?" Jing Hengbo blinked.

"Unlucky, this person is unlucky! He sat here on the first day, saw three people, and all three... died!"

"Oh?" Jing Hengbo smiled even more happily, which was interesting.

"That's it... Thank you, old man, then I will..." She turned around, and then turned back, with a smile on her face, "I'm going to take a look!"

Whoosh, she appeared in front of that miserable stall.

The guy lowered his eyes and muttered words, as if he was calculating something, Jing Hengbo vaguely heard, "Zhengnan, Ligui, good luck."

She looked back, and there was a row of willow trees in the south, but there was no shadow.

Good luck? She showed her white teeth in a smile, and immediately he knew how foolish his fortune-telling skills were.

There were two stools in front of the stall, she dragged a stool and sat down, tapped on the table, "Hey, Master, tell your fortune."

The man raised his head as if awakened, glanced at her casually, suddenly frowned, and said, "Hey, you're so angry..."

"Purple Qi coming from the east?" Jing Hengbo laughed, thinking that if he could really say that, she would slap him hard.

"No." The guy was shaking his head, "I can't see your fate..."

Jing Hengbo twitched the corners of his mouth, like deceiving people like this, the more mysterious he said, the more he could fool people.

"Are you really going to be disappointed?"

The guy quickly glanced at the signboard, a blush suddenly appeared on his pale face, and he said, "I'm ashamed... I'm just hopeful..."

"Then?" Jing Hengbo knew a lot when he looked at the signboard.

"A friend suggested..." The guy lowered his head even lower, almost to the table, "I really haven't had enough food for a few days..."

Jing Hengbo was a little surprised, this guy is quite honest, it's okay to give him a full meal later, but no matter how honest he is, he can't deceive people into wanting to be her husband.

When she saw this messy "draft", she was ready to punish and discipline this group of guys who overreached themselves, otherwise she would die of anger if she faced such a "good man" every day.

"Then what did you see?" Jing Hengbo pouted.

"This..." The guy's face became even more ashamed, and he said after a while, "Actually, what I'm best at is watching people die..."

He seemed very shy, except for the first glance at Jing Hengbo, he never looked at her again.

"Why do you want people to die?"

The guy looked a little frustrated.

"That is, I can clearly distinguish between a person's anger and death. Those who have a short lifespan will have black and black. People who are seriously ill have black and white. I am unlucky. On the first day here, I met three people in a row. , It turned out to be all black and black, I said it, the other party smashed my stall, turned around and all three of them died, now it's all right, and no one cares about me..." He grinned bitterly.

Jing Hengbo wanted to make it sound like the truth, so let's just listen to him talk.

"What do you mean angry?"

"...I can also see the overlapping anger, in short, it is to see whether the woman is pregnant..." Before the guy finished speaking, he suddenly pointed to the front and said nervously, "I saw another dying blue and black Qi!"

He was a little out of control, the voice was a little loud, Jing Hengbo turned his head and saw a few carriages stopped behind the row of willow trees in the south.

The people in the carriage seemed to have heard the sound, but there was no movement, and there was no sound from the row of carriages. The hopeful guy stared at the carriage, and suddenly sweated profusely.

"I must be useless, I must be useless..." He panicked, "In so many carriages, there are so many people, all of whom are full of black and white gas! But the anger is very strong! How could there be so many seriously ill generals?" Dead people! How can it be possible for a seriously ill dying person to still be angry? I must be wrong. What I have learned in the past ten years is useless. His mood was fluctuating violently, and he almost tripped over his own stool.

Gently pressing his sleeves with both hands, the poor scholar raised his head and saw Jing Hengbo staring at the side of the carriage.

At this moment, he found that the woman's eyes were very strange, sneer, joy, excitement, uneasiness... all at the same time, that kind of subtle expression that seemed a little disgusted but slightly excited, and there was a bit of melancholy and helpless in the excitement, but her eyes It emits a cat-like light, which is really moving.

He was a little dumbfounded, and then he heard Jing Hengbo say: "Don't be discouraged, maybe...you are right."

He was startled for a moment, and then saw the curtain of the first carriage lifted, and a person came down.

Just looking at the man, he was stunned.

Taking another look at the man's handsome expression, he was startled again, suddenly felt ashamed of himself, and wanted to shrink back into the dust.

In front of such high mountains and snow-capped mountains, the world feels filthy.

Immediately, the poor scholar saw the man, got out of the car and didn't look at him at first, but looked at the beautiful woman in front of him.

The look in his eyes made him a little dazed again.

Jing Hengbo had already turned his face away.

Gong Yin looked at her, but she didn't look at him anymore. Seeing Gong Yin come over and sit down in front of the stall, she even dragged her stool to the side.

Gong Yin glanced at her, expressing his helplessness towards this woman's neurotic attitude.

Sleep if you want to sleep, throw if you want to throw, why didn't you think she was so moody before? Domineering like a tyrant.

But for some reason, compared with the clingy and charming woman before, the current tyrant always makes him want to look at her more.

He looked at her, but she insisted not to look at him, but she didn't leave either. She put her cheek with one hand and turned her back to him.

Gong Yin also had no choice but to pretend that he didn't know him, and only said to the poor Confucian scholar: "Mr. just said that the green and black are dead, and I would like to hear more about it."

The Confucian scholar's face changed, and he looked at him carefully again, the surprise on his face became more intense, and he muttered in a low voice: "You are so angry, you should have died a long time ago..."

He thought that no one else could hear, but Gong Yin and Jing Hengbo couldn't hear clearly. Gong Yin glanced at Jing Hengbo, saw that she was still, sighed inwardly, pointed to the carriage outside, and said, "Mr. How? Is there any signs of turning around?"

The Confucian scholar raised his head on tiptoe, looked over there, inadvertently glanced over Jing Hengbo's head, froze for a moment, wiped his eyes, looked carefully again, and suddenly said with great joy: "Oh, girl, I can see clearly now." , you have overlapping anger on the top of your head, you must be happy..."