Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

Kong Changhui's complexion changed, and he was so shocked that he immediately stood up with a 'bass' from the chair, thinking that there would be three trials tomorrow, why did Xiao Yanjun come to Dali Temple at this time?

Before he could go down the hall, Xiao Yanjun had already come to the door.

He glanced at Tong Bing's officer, and although there was a slight smile on his face, his tone was rather cold: "Didn't I tell you not to pass the information, what would be the best way to disturb Mr. Kong's handling of the case."

Kong Changhui hurriedly walked down the hall to pay homage, while his eyes signaled the officer to retire, he smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, Prince Yu is serious, and it should be passed on, so that the officer can go outside the temple to greet you. "

Xiao Yanjun did not embarrass the officer, and turned to look at Kong Changhui with a smile on his face: "So, this king is wrong?"

Kong Changhui showed a look of horror on his face, and hurriedly gave another salute: "How is it possible, Lord Yu is sympathetic to the lower official, it is because the lower official did not greet him, it is rude and rude."

Xiao Yanjun didn't know if he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, or was attracted by the man kneeling in the hall. He walked over, looked up and down, and sneered: "Is this a torture?"

Kong Changhui hurriedly stepped forward to defend: "No, no, it's just like this..."

It's just that Kong Changhui looked at the man's tragic appearance, and glanced at Xiao Yanjun's complexion. Seeing that you lied to a ghost on his face, his voice became smaller and smaller...

Fortunately, Xiao Yanjun did not continue to ask, but asked indifferently: "How is the trial of the case?"

Kong Changhui asked Guan Xi to serve tea, and replied, "Isn't this a trial, and I will have more guidance from Prince Yu tomorrow."

Xiao Yanjun snorted: "Tomorrow, this king is also here to listen. I want to come to Master Kong to be fair, but I hope I don't need this king's guidance."

Kong Changhui smiled apologetically beside him: "I'll try my best, try my best..."

Xiao Yanjun raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Let's go."

Kong Changhui was startled: "Where, where are you going?"

Xiao Yanjun frowned slightly: "Naturally, let's go and see, our little prince of Xiao."

Kong Changhui's complexion changed, and he was unsure of his intention of coming. Just when he saw Guan Xi coming up with tea, he wanted to keep him for a while, so that Guan Xi could report a letter first.

As soon as he thought of this, he gave Guan Xi a wink, took the tea cup and put it up with both hands: "Yu Wangye first drink a cup of hot tea, moisten his throat and let him go before taking you."

Xiao Yanjun had a look of disgust, and Sinan immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Our lord is not used to the rough tea you have here."

Kong Changhui's face was embarrassed, his raised hand stiffened, and he retracted it: "Yes, yes."

Xiao Yanjun's face showed a hint of impatience, and Sinan continued: "Hurry up, Master Kong?"

Kong Changhui couldn't push him away, he could only put down the tea cup and walked to the front to lead the way.

Xiao Yanjun walked to the door of the stone room, saw Guan Xi standing outside the door, and sneered at Kong Changhui in front of him: "So the reason why Master Kong is taking small steps is to send a message?"

Kong Changhui stiffened, turned around and smiled awkwardly, "Prince Yu misunderstood."

Xiao Yanjun stepped forward, the corners of his mouth curved, and he said pleasantly, "It's okay to misunderstand, this king just wants to see the panicked appearance of Xiaohou Ye."

Kong Changhui's heart sank, Xiao Yanjun was not good, and clearly came to Xia Chu.

He was thinking about who to notify, when Xia Chu snorted disdainfully: "Even if I want to disappoint Prince Yu, I'm doing pretty well."

When Xiao Yanjun heard the words, the corners of his mouth drooped down instantly, and he turned around and walked into the stone room.

After entering, I opened my eyes and saw that Xia Chu was leaning on the thick quilt, the stove was crackling beside the stone bed, the scattered books I had read were scattered around the bed, the wine was still warm on the table, and the side dishes were full. There is a full table, and there are many kinds of tea and preserved fruit snacks on the small table next to it.

Xiao Yanjun gritted his teeth, really enjoying himself!

He grabbed Kong Changhui who was outside the door and pulled him in. He held his collar and asked, "Is this prisoner treated so well now?"

Xiao Yanjun originally thought that even if Xia Chu was handed over to the censor's desk, Feng Zhu would not dare to treat him harshly. It would be better to be a good friend and show his generosity. In the end, he was dead and let him live in peace for two days.

But Xiao Yanjun did not expect that Kong Changhui would dare to serve so blatantly.

When Kong Changhui was mentioned by him, he could only retort, "I haven't been convicted yet. At most, it's a suspect."

"Why is Prince Yu so angry? Mr. Kong is a third-rank Dali temple official. You are not afraid that it will be passed on to the emperor's ears and lose his decency." Xia Chu's tone was full of mockery. meaning.

Xiao Yanjun glanced around, and saw that he was turning the bracelet on his wrist, looking at himself with contempt, a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the fire in his heart burned with a 'bass'.

He boasted that his self-control ability had been good all these years, but the young man lying on the bed could easily make him lose control of his emotions and rage into the sky.

At this time, he just wanted to slap Xia Chu's disgusting face into the stone wall.

Xiao Yanjun tried his best to suppress his surging anger, gritted his teeth, let go of his hand, and patted Kong Changhui's collar heavily for the wrinkles that appeared because of his pulling.

With a grim smile on his mouth, he looked up at Kong Changhui, who was coughing and asked, "Suspect? Has the one kneeling in the hall just now been convicted?"

Kong Changhui was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "No, the subordinate officials haven't finished the trial yet."

Xiao Yanjun snorted coldly: "Since there isn't, then at most it's a suspect. You've been beaten by you, but the master is enjoying himself in this room. That's how Master Kong handles the case?"

Kong Changhui waved his hands again and again: "That's not the same, let alone that person, he was not beaten by a lower official..."

Xiao Yanjun waved him away, and then ordered, "Put the torture device."

Wherever Kong Changhui was willing to move, he knelt down and begged with a 'plop': "Your Highness, will you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard Xia Chu scolding in a deep voice: "Get up."

Kong Changhui opened his mouth and turned to look at Xia Chu, only to see that his face was solemn, his eyes were full of coldness, and he looked at him with a sharper look.

Kong Changhui had never seen Xia Chu speak so sternly, gritted his teeth and could only stand up.

"You go." Xiao Yanjun instructed Sinan.

Kong Changhui watched Sinan lead the order to retreat, and he was very anxious. He kept thinking about who could stop him, but after thinking about it, no one could suppress the identity of Prince Xiao Yanjun...

Lord!

Kong Changhui's eyes suddenly lit up. Two days ago, King Mo came down to look for him and asked him to arrange a secret meeting with Xia Chu. His Royal Highness King Mo would definitely be able to stop Prince Yu!

As soon as he thought of this, he silently stepped back to Guan Xi's side and was about to give an order, but when he heard Xia Chu cough lightly, he looked up, with a warning in his eyes, and shook his head slightly at him.