This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 190 Wang Ye Wanfu (20)

   Yan Gui's well-behaved face showed a bit of panic, and he explained in a low voice, "I... I didn't mean to."

  The lush branches and leaves surrounded him, the boy raised his eyes slightly, and the graceful neck and collarbone were clearly visible.

   The light and shadow falling from the canopy were intertwined in his pupils, adding a different kind of dream to the dead silence.

   He was slightly stunned when he met Chuzheng's cold and indifferent gaze.

   The next second, the young man suddenly leaned forward and pressed the corner of Chuzheng's lips.

   The breeze blew, the rustling sound of the tree canopy, and the light and shadow moved between the two.

The    boy just held her for a few seconds and then released it quickly.

   He leaned back, the leaves were making a slight noise.

   Fortunately, it was windy at this time, and no one noticed the noise from the trees.

   "I..." Yan Gui's pale face was flushed, and the tips of his ears were flushed.

   Before he finished speaking, Chuzheng pulled him back, wrapped his arms around his waist, and kissed him back.

  Yangui narrowed his eyes slightly.

   When Yan returned to God, he was already standing on the ground, Chuzheng was holding his hand and was walking in the direction of his palace.

  The girl's expression was calm, as if she just kissed herself was an illusion.

   Ke Yangui knew that it was not an illusion.

"go in."

  Yan Gui didn't say a word, pulled his hand back and quickly entered the bedroom.

   Until it was confirmed that Chuzheng could not see himself, the cautious and well-behaved expression of the young man was slightly restrained, showing a faint smile, and his fingertips lightly rubbed his lips.

   "Your Highness, where have you been?"

   Takako appeared out of nowhere.

   Yangui's mouth was flat to the usual arc, and he said slowly, "Go out and get some air, what's wrong?"

   "There are assassins in the palace." Xiao Guizi looked at Yangui very nervously, for fear that his prince would bump into him: "You haven't met him, have you?"

   Yangui shook his head.

   "That's good, don't go out anymore, the palace is now under martial law everywhere."

"Um."

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   There were assassins in the palace, who stabbed the emperor's new favorite concubine. The entire palace was under martial law, and each palace was subject to inspection.

When    Chuzheng returned to the palace, the Royal Forest Army happened to check this side.

  In the end, of course, nothing was found, but people in the palace were panicked.

  Cheng Xiao was unconscious, although the injury was not serious, but it was related to the emperor's face.

  The emperor was furious and ordered the assassin to be caught.

  Cheng Xiao woke up in the evening.

   The identification was made by Chuzheng.

   Chuzheng was called to question him.

  Cheng Xiao was lying on the bed with a pale face, gauze wrapped around her forehead and arms, tears welling up from the corners of her eyes, she was so pitiful and pitiful.

   "Cheng Chuzheng, Concubine Ai said that you stabbed her, but this is the case?" The emperor sat majestically beside Cheng Xiao with a dark face.

   Chuzheng is very calm: "No."

   "Sister, you said something to me, and I agreed with you. I didn't expect you to treat me like this..."

  Cheng Xiao complained with a crying voice.

   That's a pitiful one.

   "I didn't see you today."

   Chuzheng said it was a magnanimous, if Cheng Xiao was not the party, she would probably believe it.

  The emperor looked at Chuzheng with half-squinted eyes.

   He hadn't looked carefully at this young lady of Cheng Wangfu before.

   Looking at it now, he is more tolerant than Cheng Xiao.

   This reminds the emperor of Cheng Wang, the man who always goes against himself.

   "Your Majesty, the person who stabbed me used scissors. If it was an assassin, why would you use scissors, Your Majesty, please look into it!"

  Cheng Xiao struggled to kneel on the bed, asking the emperor to do justice.

  The emperor hurriedly asked her to lie back and comforted her in a low voice.

   "Cheng Chuzheng, what do you want to explain?"

   "What weapon does the assassin use, you have to ask the assassin, I'm not, I don't know."

  Cheng Xiao's eyes were red: "Your Majesty, I still have witnesses, and the **** in my palace can testify."

  The emperor said in a deep voice: "Broadcast!"

   The **** lowered his head all the way and knelt on the ground in fright: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty."

  Emperor: "Is Cheng Chuzheng that assassin?"

   The **** replied tremblingly: "No... No, that assassin is masked, it's a man..."

   "You are talking nonsense!" Cheng Xiao interrupted the **** excitedly: "It's obviously her, why are you talking nonsense? Your Majesty, he is lying!!"

   This is her person.

  How could you say such a thing! ?

   "Your Majesty, the servants dare not, what the servants say is true..."

  The **** crawls on the ground and kowtows.

  Cheng Xiao was so angry that she smashed the pillow on the bed.

   "Why are you lying, have you been bribed by her!"

   "There are no slaves, slaves dare not..."

   Chuzheng insisted that he did not see Cheng Xiao.

   Anyway, Cheng Xiao couldn't come up with evidence, she was slandering herself, she wouldn't recognize it.

  The emperor frowned, wondering what he was thinking about.

   "Assassins! There are Assassins!!!"

   There was a sudden shout from outside.

   followed by a commotion, the sound of fighting from far to near. The emperor got up and walked to the gate of the palace, under the guard of the Royal Forest Army, watching the battle outside.

The   Assassin's martial arts are excellent, and under the siege of the Royal Forest Army, he did not fall behind in the slightest, and he finally ran away.

   "Chase!" The emperor ordered with a gloomy face: "Live to see people, die to see corpses."

   "Send Miss Cheng back." The emperor turned his head and said again.

  Cheng Xiao was stunned.

   "Your Majesty!"

   "Concubine Ai take good care of her injuries."

  The Emperor followed the Royal Forest Army and left without looking back.

  Cheng Xiao's chest heaved greatly, and he called out to His Majesty unwillingly.

   Chuzheng flicked his sleeves and followed the **** calmly and calmly.

   "Cheng Chuzheng!"

  Cheng Xiao threw everything that could be dropped at hand, and her charming face was full of twisted hatred.

how come……

   That eunuch!

   When Cheng Xiao remembered that eunuch, the **** had disappeared.

   She was the only one left in the entire hall.

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   into the night.

  The entire palace is still under martial law.

   The thin young man sat by the window, leaning his chin and staring at the darkness outside the palace.

   There was a slight cracking sound behind him.

   "Master."

  The masked man in black knelt on the ground, bowing his head in obedience.

  The boy put down his hand holding his cheek, his light brown eyes turned around, reflecting the candlelight in the hall, and his light brown pupils were dyed with a faint warm light.

The    ink hair is not tied, it is scattered behind him, and it is slightly swayed by the wind.

  The placket is slightly open, and you can vaguely see the beautiful collarbone, which extends to the arc under the placket, which is fascinating.

   "Isn't anyone found out?"

   The boy's gentle voice circulated in the hall.

   Outside the window, the night wind blew in, the candles flickered slightly, and the boy's shadow swayed along with it, swaying like rootless duckweed in the wind and rain.

   The atmosphere in the hall was inexplicably depressing.

   "Master, don't worry, I didn't do anything with them." The man in black replied respectfully.

   After a pause, the man in black said again, "My subordinates don't understand."

   The boy seemed to know what he was going to ask, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and no one could see the slight curvature. He raised his index finger and placed it on the blushing lips.

  The man in black knew that he was out of line, this is not what he should ask.

   All he has to do is carry out his master's orders.

   "Go down."

"Yes."

   The man in black stepped back respectfully.

   The boy's white fingertips ran across his lips, looking at the flickering candlelight.

   The night wind suddenly swelled, the candle flame suddenly died out, and the room fell into darkness.

   (end of this chapter)