Quick time villain is sweet and wild

Chapter 299 Jun is sick (13)

"If you can win Princess Qiongyin to your side, the county king, it will be of great benefit."

It would be a good way to win over Princess Qiongyin.

but
"What should the king of this county do to win Princess Qiongyin over?"

"Even if Princess Qiongyin is not favored, she is still Qingyi's princess. If she can be moved by affection, the county king will definitely be able to ascend to the highest position in time."

Gong Menke smiled with his cloudy eyes, "A woman who is in love is the easiest to control. When the time comes, I will naturally be able to establish diplomatic relations with Qingyi."

Ji Liu clapped his palms and smiled, "Mr. Gong is really talented, it's really the luck of the king of this county!"

Gong Menke just smiled and said nothing, "Thanks to the county king's attention."

Cum flowed to the window and looked in the direction of the palace.

Eye-full of red walls and green tiles.

There is a symbol of the highest position of power.

The cum flow was trembling with excitement at the thought of becoming the master there one day.

Two years ago, his father died under the sword of a tyrant, and he escaped from the capital under the sworn protection of his father.

Jiliu changed his name and surname, changed his original appearance, and became the legitimate son of the old Zhenyang County King.

After the death of the old Zhenyang County King, he inherited the title.

It won't be long.

It won't be long before he will kill his father and enemy with his own hands, and sit on the golden dragon seat.
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Except for the first day when I first arrived at the palace, Yushanfang pushed back and forth and said there was no food, and then the maids of the Salt Palace went again, and the staff in charge always greeted the maids and eunuchs with smiles on their faces to bring the meals.

Rong Huang felt that the attitude of Yushanfang had changed a little strangely.

Before going to bed at night, I suddenly thought of what Qi Cong said before leaving that day, and sat up from the bed.

Could it be due to Feng's illness?

Rong Huang pinched a strand of black hair with her fingertips and wrapped it around her fingers, with a little thought in her eyes.

Being able to change the attitude of the head of the imperial study so quickly, Feng Bingbing's identity is really as she imagined, which is beyond words.

As far as Rong Huang knew, the tyrant's brothers were all killed.

Someone once said that if it wasn't for him alone who couldn't manage all aspects of this huge Xiyuan, the tyrant would probably kill everyone.

Rong Huang sighed, such a cruel person, no wonder he was killed by the scumbag.

Live it!

Ah, thinking too far, Rong Huang immediately turned his thoughts back.

The status is so precious that you can freely enter and leave the palace at night
It should be the son of some powerful family.

Rong Huang yawned slowly and didn't want to, anyway, sooner or later he would know.

Rong Huang felt a little thirsty, lifted the quilt and got out of bed to pour a glass of water.

The water in the teapot was already cold, and it felt cool after a sip.

Rong Huang was so cold that his teeth were grinning, the teacup was about to leave his lips, and he shot out in a cold blow.

There was a sudden tingling sound outside the door.

Like something is scratching at the door.

Rong Huang is not used to night vigil by palace maids, she is the only one in the main hall.

Rong Huang picked up the silver hairpin and picked out the wick of the candle, the inner hall suddenly brightened a lot.

"Ow!"

Rong Huang raised his eyebrows, it seems to be that son of a bitch?
What are you doing here at night?
Although she thought so in her heart, Rong Huang still walked over and opened the door.

With the creaking sound of the palace door opening, a meat dumpling fell into the door, knocked its head on the upper of Rong Huang's embroidered shoes, and then lay on it without moving.

Rong Huang looked back at the wolf cub, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the man standing at the gate of the hall.

The man was still dressed in black and straight with a simple style, and the jade crown that tied his hair was also black, and it seemed to be engraved with complicated patterns.

(End of this chapter)