Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Qi Cong said lightly, there was no emotion in his eyes, "It's just a formality."

Qi Cong didn't plan to go, and the people enshrined in the general temple had nothing to do with him.

He doesn't even bother to do it.

Those Yushi who were not afraid of death in Yushitai talked about this in his ears every day, and they were annoying.

If it hadn't been for the autumn season that had already been held last year, it would be too much trouble to hold it again this year, and he would definitely cut off all those old guys.

Rong Huang licked his lower lip, took the tea cup in Qi Cong's hand, and took a sip.

Rong Huang likes to eat things that are sweet and sour, not bitter. The tea he drinks on weekdays is either sugar water or scented tea.

Rong Huang's entire small face wrinkled as soon as the bitter taste entered.

Rong Huang swallowed with difficulty, almost crying.

Rong Huang licked his lips, picked up the tea he usually drank, poured a cup, and poured tons and tons of tea.

Rong Huang didn't notice Qi Cong's suddenly dark eyes, and licked his ruddy lips again.

The dark color in the man's eyes grew more and more.

Rong Huang put down the scented tea after the bitterness in his mouth dissipated a little, "Is the ancestral temple far away?"

I won't go if it's far away.

Being a salted fish is the greatest joy in life.

Qi Cong narrowed his eyes, fixed his deep eyes on the tea cup, before saying, "Not far."

Rong Huang blinked and nodded slowly, "Then go."

Suddenly thinking of something, Rong Huang leaned forward a little, and then lowered his voice, "Do you know the Kong family?"

"The Kong family? Which Kong family?"

Rong Huang cupped his face and snorted, is it possible that there is another Confucian family?

Rong Huang thought for a long time, vaguely remembering that Biluochun County Master's grandfather seemed to be a master.

"It's the Confucian family who has a master."

"I know, what do you do with this?" Qi Cong's expression remained unchanged, even his tone of voice did not change.

"Do you remember the assassin captured by the Guards?" Rong Huang said with a soft voice, "He wants to kill you, you have to be careful that the Kong family unites with that assassin."

Qi Cong's eyes moved slightly when he heard the words, and the only remaining jade hairpin on the little girl's hair bun was straightened up, "Why?"

Rong Huang sighed, why, why are you a hundred thousand? !

"Do you know the identity of the assassin?" Rong Huang rubbed his cheek with his fingers, his apricot eyes gleaming, "The Zhenyang County King is actually not a good person. He wants to kill you."

Qi Cong: "...I know."

"He is your big nephew, dear!" Rong Huang emphasized the last two words specially, "He wants to grab your throne!"

Of course Qi Cong knows what Ji Liu's identity is, but the time has not arrived. When the time comes, he will pick out the bugs in the dark one by one, not leaving one.

He was surprised how the little girl knew this.

The fact that Ji Liu is a royal man, he also only learned last year.

I thought he was the only one left in the royal family, but I didn't expect that there would still be a fish that slipped through the net.

Seeing that the worry in the little girl's eyes was not false, Qi Cong felt a little bit ironed in his heart.

Although I love to play a little bit, but still behaved.

Thinking of this, Qi Cong's face was faint, and he couldn't see the emotions. He didn't hurry up and said, "Really?"

"More real than real money!" Rong Huang nodded heavily.

"I see." Qi Cong paused, then said, "Don't worry, I...I am safe."

Facing Qi Cong's amber eyes, they were deep and hot, and Rong Huang seemed to be scalded. He raised his chin and groaned, "I, I, and I are not worried about you!"