The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

The old man's face changed a lot, he just gave up his sword and gave palms to Yun Qianyue. He gently put a thin sword like ice on his neck. He was startled and only heard a warm and cold voice coming from behind him. "You'd better not move, otherwise I shake my hand accidentally, and your head and your body will be separated!"

The old man stopped immediately.

Yun Qianyue looked up, and saw that Rong Jing didn't know when to stand behind the old man. The sword in his hand was held casually, and it was standing on the old man's neck. The poem-like appearance is pale and cold. She breathed a sigh of relief. The old man's martial arts were too high. She destroyed the sword and devoted almost all of her skills. If he gives another hand, she can't guarantee that she will not be injured today. When she let go of her hand, the sword handle dropped to the ground, and she asked Rong Jing, "When did you come out?"

"Just now!" Rong Jingwen said.

"What about string songs?" Yun Qiangyue asked.

"It should be in the car." Rong Jing said.

Yun Qingyue nodded, withdrew her gaze from Rongjing and looked at the old man. The old man was wearing a face mask and could not see the appearance. She only saw a pair of eyes. She narrowed her eyes and raised her eyebrows lightly. "Is the home of the wind family?"

The old man didn't expect Yun Qingyue to point out her identity all at once, and his old eyes showed a little surprise.

"Wind Ember has such a pair of eyes!" Yun Qianyue looked at the old man's eyes and raised an eyebrow. "What does the Wind Master mean? Do you want to kill me? Or do you want to kidnap me and threaten Wind Ember?"

The old man said nothing.

"It turns out that Master Feng is a dumb!" Yun Qingyue suddenly sneered.

"Ms. Qiang Yue's martial arts martial arts is really strong, and she actually knows the phoenix..." The old man said at this time, although his voice was deep, he did not see the old man. His voice did not fall, Rong Jing gently shot his point, his voice stopped suddenly.

"Since it's dumb, you don't need to talk!" Rong Jing spoke out faintly, withdrawing the sword in his hand, and flew into the car. Through the curtain, he only heard a whimper, and seemed to cut the rope.

Xian Ge flew out of the car, fluttered and fell behind Rong Jing, "Pun Tong" kneeled down and said with a pale face: "Shi Zi forgive sins!"

"Let's get up! The owner of the ten hidden family aristocrats, few people can beat him in the world." Rong Jing looked at the string song lightly and said to him: "Invite the aristocrat to come to our house to be a guest and entertain well. Writing!"

"Yes!" Xian Ge stood up, picked up the master of the wind, and flew towards the palace of Rongwang.

The master of the wind family couldn't move, and Ren Xiange carried it, and his old eyes were both angry and horrified. It seems that he never imagined that Yun Qingyue would actually have the spring wind and rain of the Phoenix Scripture, and urged his skill to destroy his sword, and the point of the Rongwang Mansion was truly unique, and he could not break through. I originally thought that I had taken a ten-point shot, but I was captured instead.

Yun Qianyue saw Xiange took Feng Family Master to Rongwang Mansion. She raised an eyebrow at Rong Jing, "Are you asking him to be a guest at Rongwang Mansion?"

"Huh!" Rong Yuan head, came to grab Yun Qianyue's hand.

Yun Qianyue escaped, hiding his hand in his sleeve and asking him, "Did you give Leng Shaozhuo a needle?"

"No!" Rong Jing glanced at Yun Qingyue's hand hidden in his sleeve, his tone slightly, "Give me!"

"What to do for you? Here is the gate of the palace, pay attention to the impact." Yun Qingyue put his hand behind his back and asked again, "Did you mean to give Leng Shaozhuo a needle for a month? Why? Not used now?"

"I ordered Qingquan to enter the palace! He passed the needle to me. There is no problem with Leng Shaozhuo." Rong Jingjian Yun Qianyue didn't take his hand, suddenly turned around and walked toward the carriage, "Go! I will send you Go home!"

"Hah, so!" Yun Qingyue suddenly smiled and moved up to keep up with Rongjing. It was a good move to cover up the water. Ye Tianyi transferred her to the Tai Hospital, and transferred Qin Yuning to the Tai Hospital, but Rong Jing did not go to the Tai Hospital. Qingquan entered the palace. She smiled and looked at Rong Jing's back, and the more she looked, the more lovely the man was.

"Well, that's it! Get in the car!" Rong Jing came to the car and reached for the curtain.

Yun Qianyue glanced inside the car, and saw a clean thin sword and rope in the carriage. The rope was cut in several sections. It seems that the string song was restrained by the wind master. Rong Jing came out in one step. It should be that no matter who came first, the wind master will shoot. To capture Rong Jing to threaten her, to capture her to hold the wind embers. With a snort, she leaned over the carriage.

Rong Jing then boarded the car.

The two were seated securely, and the carriage left the palace very spiritually and walked towards the palace of the cloud.

"This year, horses are more interesting than people!" Yun Qianyue sighed.

"Some people just don't know what to do!" Rong Jing looked at Yun Qianyue's hand, reached into his arms, took out the ointment, and said to her, "Don't you take it out yet?"

Yun Qianyue slowly took his hand out of his sleeve, and saw a pair of good white hands with a burned palm, black, and a layer of tender skin.

"Fortunately, you have restored your memory!" Rong Jing's eyes were stained with black, and she quickly retreated, pouring the ointment on her palm and gently applying it.

Yun Qingyue only felt the pain of the palms being burned by the ointment. She looked at Rong Jing and thought that if she didn't recover her memory, she wouldn't use the martial arts of Phoenix's true scriptures. The wind master will not kill her, but will also make her suffer. I still remember the last time she used the idea to urge the Taiji Xinfa formula in the Lingtai Temple underground buddha hall. In fact, it was not the effect of the Taiji Xinfa formula, but it actually urged the Phoenix Mantra in her body. She nodded, "Yes!"

"You have just cracked the Phoenix Tribulation, and you haven't practiced your last skill yet, and you started the spring breeze. The wind master didn't want to kill you, just wanted to control you, so you can destroy his sword, only burn your hands and count today. Luck. After finishing Yun Qianyue's both hands, Rong Jing put the ointment back into his arms and looked at Yun Qianyue: "Be careful in the future, even if it is close to my carriage, my side can't main idea."

"Well!" Yun Qingyue nodded with a smile. Today, she was disturbed by Ye Tianyi, plus Rong Jing's carriage, and it was also at the entrance of the palace, so she was careless, and carelessness was the most important thing! Her hands are evidence.

Rong Jing stopped talking and reached out to take Yun Qianyue into his arms and said to her, "Sleep when you are sleepy!"

Yun Qianyue closed her eyes in his arms. She had just closed her eyes and suddenly asked, "How many more emperors have birthdays?"

"Ten days!" Rong Jing said.

"Is this year's birthday the same as it was ten years ago? Countries come to congratulate?" Yun Qianyue asked again.

"Hmm!" Rong nodded.

"Ten years have passed so fast! It's ten years now!" Yun Qingyue sighed and asked with a raised eyebrow: "Nanliang Wang, Xiyan Wang, Beiqi Wang, Nanjiang Wang, as well as many small countries and localities Will the princes come to Beijing to congratulate?"

"About it! The emperor has already issued an invitation. The person who must have set off has already set off!"

"Well! It seems to be hilarious again!" Yun Qingyue smiled and asked, "How much is the loss of grain and grass in Xishan Camp today? How to deal with it?"

"Two grain hoards were lost, Ye Qingran was dereliction of duty, and the Emperor Thunder was furious. He ordered Ye Qingran to be transferred back to Beijing, and his position was temporarily replaced by the four princes." Rong Jingdao.

"Yetian Yu?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows.

"Hmm!" Rong Jing glanced down at her.

Yun Qingyue frowned and pondered that the total amount of food held by Xishan Military Aircraft Camp was only four. Now that two hoards have been ruined, the cost of collection last year was poor. This year until now, the rain is not working, and the harvest is not good. Is there any requisitionable food today? Already gone? Was it because of their actions that the old emperor had promised the imperial edict at night and was forced to give him a blank edict? In the winter, the army can't do without food. If the tax is increased to the people, it will naturally cause complaints and people to be displaced. Therefore, at that time, the government can only make donations to the wealthy households who receive food at high prices or rely on food hoarding. And who in this world of rich food hoarders can still have money in the Rongwang Mansion? In these years, Rongwang’s mansion almost controlled Tiansheng’s economic lifeline under Rongjing. Now that she has regained her memory, she knows how deep Rongjing’s economic lifeline is. It is so deep that the old emperor hates him, but there is nothing he can do. Can only rely on him and restrain him.

"What are you thinking?" Rong Jing saw Yun Qianyue silently, looking down at her.

"Thinking about how much food you have in your hands." Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing.

"I have as many as you have," Rong Jing said.

"Can you know how much food I have?" Yun Qianyue tweeted.

"There are a lot of grains produced in the world. Except for the Tiansheng imperial court, the emperor controlled the grain extremely tightly and prevented it from flowing into other countries. Although the wind pavilion did not collect food at high prices in these years, the wind pavilion has 5,000 hectares of good land." Rong Jing Qingxiao laughed and looked at Yun Qiangyue: "You said I can't know how much food you have?"

Yun Qingyue rolled her eyelids, closed her eyes, and seemed a little depressed, half loud, and suddenly rejoiced, "The food and weapons have always been my favorite things!"

"Me too! Like you!" Rong Jing smiled.

"I wish the old emperor had some self-knowledge!" Yun Qingyue put away with a smile, snorted.

"He has a self-knowledge that doesn't work. I'm afraid there is a person who doesn't have a self-knowledge!" Rong Jing also put his smile away and said indifferently: "I'm not a glorious king, you are not a Zhenjing, nor can he be an ancestor emperor, even if it is The ancestor emperor could not prevent us from being together."

Yun Qianyue's lips flicked up, and she stopped talking. For Ye Tianyi, if she comes back again, maybe she will help him. Even if she knew it would fill her and Rongjing's road with thorns. She stretched out her arms, hugged Rongjing's waist, pressed her head to his chest, and listened to his shallow breathing and heartbeat, satisfied.

Rong Jing looked at the man in his arms, his face warm, his mouth slightly raised, he stopped talking and closed his eyes against the car wall.