Stunning beauty

In Shihuayuan, Mu Qing walked in, wearing armor, so conspicuous.

Li Ziye's eyes signaled, Bai Wangyu got up and walked towards the Eleventh Prince.

"Forget"

Mu Qing was stunned when he saw the person coming, and was about to speak when he was interrupted.

"Eleven son."

Bai Wangyu saluted politely.

"Master White."

Mu Qing understood, and just about to say something, she looked at the woman beside her and said, "Have you brought any silver, Mr. Bai? I was in a hurry to leave just now, and I didn't have any silver taels on me."

"I do not have either."

Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "However, brother Li has."

After finishing speaking, Bai Wangyu turned around, looked at Li Ziye at the table not far away, and said, "Brother Li, how about some money?"

On the seat, Li Ziye heard the words, got up and stepped forward, took out a handful of silver bills from his pocket and stuffed them, and said indifferently, "Is it enough?"

"enough."

Bai Wangyu looked at the large handful of silver bills in his hand, smiled helplessly, and immediately handed them to the eleventh prince in front of him, saying, "Eleventh prince."

Seeing this, Mu Qing's eyelids twitched, who is this young man, even as a prince, he has never seen such a man using money.

What a loser!

Mu Qing only took a bank note, handed it to the woman beside her, and said, "I don't need to accompany you anymore, girl, go get busy."

"Thank you General."

When the woman saw the banknote handed over by the person in front of her, she was stunned for a while, but after a while, her beautiful face showed excitement, she took the banknote and thanked her one after another.

"Young Master Eleven, this way please." Bai Wangyu smiled.

"Brother Bai, please."

Mu Qing nodded, and walked towards the table not far away together.

At the table, Sanzang was already a little tipsy from drinking, his fair face was flushed, and he looked even cuter.

On both sides, several women were still pouring the young monk's wine vigorously, taking advantage of it from time to time, stretching out their hands to pinch his childish face.

"This is?"

Mu Qing asked in surprise, why is there still a little monk here?

Monks also visit brothels?

Why are the people at this table so strange? Bai Wangyu, the big disciple of Confucianism, used to be the most respectful person, but now he has come to this place of fireworks. It seems that this is not the first time he has come.

Mu Qing glanced at the three people on the table, feeling even more incredible.

"Sisters, go get busy, let's talk about something."

Li Ziye took out another stack of bank notes from his pocket, and gave one to each of them, smiling gently.

"Thank you, Young Master Li."

On the table, several women took the bank notes with joyful expressions, and immediately got up and left.

"The son of the Li family in Yuzhou City?"

Mu Qing seemed to remember something and asked.

I heard that the son of the Li family has come to the capital, and judging by the appearance of spending money like dirt, it should be him.

"Exactly."

Li Ziye nodded in response, stood up and saluted, "I have seen His Highness the Eleventh."

Mu Qing stretched out his hand, pressed down the former's hand, and said, "Since you are Wangyu's friend, there is no need to be polite."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Li Ziye nodded and sat down again.

"Benefactor Li, benefactor Bai, drink some tea."

At this time, Sanzang, who was drunk at the side, held a wine glass, waved it around in front of the three people, and urged.

Li Ziye pulled the little monk's arm away, and blocked the little monk who was about to fly with one hand, and said helplessly, "His Eleventh Highness, don't take offense, this little monk is drunk."

"He is a disciple of Buddha."

Next to him, Bai Wangyu answered the eleventh prince's question just now, and said, "Because I have nowhere to go, I'm temporarily staying in Li Yuan."

"Buddhist Tripitaka?"

Mu Qing was shocked, "How did you become like this?"

"It's a long story."

Bai Wangyu showed embarrassment, looked at Li Ziye who was at the side, and said, "Brother Li, you should talk about it."

"Oh, it's not too long."

Li Ziye said while pressing the little monk, "This little bald donkey fell in love with a woman, but he still refused to admit it. As a result, he almost went crazy after practicing. Lao Bai and I were afraid that something would happen to him, so we took him out to relax. Just now After chatting for a few words, I don't know which string of this little monk has a problem, so he started to drink all the time, no, he was drunk."

"Benefactor Li, you are right, all appearances are illusory and false, this is tea!"

With a flushed face, Sanzang picked up the jug on the table, opened the lid and was about to pour it into his mouth.

"I rely on."

Seeing this, Li Ziye hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, and pulled the jug out of the little monk's hand with all his strength.

"All appearances are false?"

Mu Qing repeated it, and said in surprise, "Did Mr. Li say that?"

"Bullshit."

Li Ziye smiled awkwardly, "I didn't expect this little monk to believe it."

Mu Qing nodded thoughtfully, poured herself a glass of wine without speaking, and drank it all in one gulp.

Next to him, Bai Wangyu looked at the expression of the Eleventh Prince and asked, "Your Highness seems to be in a bad mood."

"I just went to Mu Yuan's mansion and made a big fuss." Mu Qing said truthfully.

Bai Wangyu heard the words, sighed softly, and said, "Your Highness, the matter of Princess Qingqing is a foregone conclusion, why bother?"

On the side, Li Ziye listened to the conversation between the two, and immediately understood what was going on.

He also heard Little Red Riding Hood talk about the relationship between the Eleventh Prince and Princess Qingqing, but he didn't expect that the Eleventh Prince would be so infatuated and dare to go to the Eldest Prince's residence to make trouble so blatantly.

O woman!

What a disaster!

"I will enter the palace tomorrow and beg my father to cancel this marriage." Mu Qing said angrily.

"Your Highness, no."

Bai Wangyu was startled, and said, "This matter has already spread to the entire Dashang. It is absolutely impossible for His Majesty to withdraw his order at this time. His Highness's going to the palace will only make His Majesty Longyan furious."

"I can't control that much anymore." Mu Qing said after taking a sip of wine.

"Your Highness, it seems that you have found the wrong person." Li Ziye, who had not expressed his opinion, said at the side.

"What's the meaning of Mr. Li's words?" Mu Qing asked puzzled.

"It's not so easy to change His Majesty's will, at least, as far as this matter is concerned, His Highness's words don't carry much weight." Li Ziye said seriously.

"I would like to hear the details." Mu Qing frowned.

"The issue of Princess Qingqing, not long ago, I had a chat with the Prince of Southwest. The only person in this world who can change His Majesty's will is Confucian Chief."

Li Ziye said seriously, "However, His Majesty has not retracted his order so far, what does that mean?"

"Zhu Qingge failed to meet the Confucian chief, or the Confucian chief didn't want to take care of it." Mu Qing said in a deep voice.

"good."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "So, theoretically speaking, there is no solution to this matter."

Hearing this, Mu Qing's expression became more and more serious. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it down in one gulp.

"Brother Li, you are so smart, can you help us find a solution?" Bai Wangyu said beside him.

"To untie the bell, one needs to tie it."

Li Ziye said calmly, "Actually, the most critical person in this matter is the Southwest King. If His Highness can persuade the Southwest King, there may be a chance for this matter."

"That's right, Mr. Li... Brother Li's words are right."

Mu Qing said in a low voice, "The King of Southwest loves Qingqing the most, and it is impossible to completely disregard Qingqing's lifelong happiness. This time, Mu Yuan must have promised the King of Southwest something that made him choose him. I will go to the Palace of the Southwest If he, Mu Yuan, can promise, so can I, Mu Qing!"

After finishing speaking, Mu Qing drank the wine in the glass, got up and was about to leave.

"Your Highness."

Li Ziye stretched out his hand, pulled him back, and said with a smile, "It's already too late, and it's a bit impolite for His Highness to go to the Southwest Palace full of alcohol before taking off his armor, so we should go back to the mansion to take a rest and change clothes. Let’s go after dawn.”

Hearing this, Mu Qing glanced at the armor on her body, nodded and said, "Brother Li reminded me, thank you."

Afterwards, Mu Qing left Shihuayuan and returned home first.

"this day!"

In the Shihua courtyard, Li Ziye, who had been talking all night, poured himself a glass of wine, and took a sip to quench his thirst.

He is almost becoming a confidant little angel, and he has solved one after another.

"Brother Li, is the method you said really useful?" Bai Wangyu asked with some concern.

"of course."

Li Ziye replied very simply, "It's useless."

"..."

Bai Wangyu was speechless, and immediately asked in puzzlement, "Since it's useless, why did Brother Li give His Highness such an idea?"

"I don't think you have a good relationship with him, let him do less courting things."

Li Ziye sighed softly, "Can't he see that the Emperor Shang did this on purpose? If you hadn't told me that the Eleventh Prince had such a relationship with Princess Qingqing, I wouldn't have thought that the Emperor Shang was A person with such a deep mind, such a clever plan to kill two birds with one stone, is either something ordinary people can think of, or the poor little monk becomes the third innocent bird."

Having said that, Li Ziye stretched out his hand to pat the little monk's bald head with pity, poor baby.

"Benefactor Li, drink some tea."

Sanzang felt it, and immediately woke up from the daze, picked up the wine glass, and said.

"What should I do?"

Bai Wangyu worried, "Is there no turning point for Princess Qingqing?"

"No."

Li Ziye held down the little monk who had started to be a demon again, and said, "I said before that unless the head of Confucianism comes forward, otherwise, this matter is a foregone conclusion. These days, just hearing the word Qingqing makes my ears tremble. I'm almost grinding cocoons, and I don't know what that old fox Emperor Shang is planning, this move is too ruthless, is this going to kill the two princes?"

"Qingqing?"

Bai Wangyu heard the words, frowned slightly, and after a while, he seemed to think of something, and said, "I remember, the Confucian leader once said that Qingqing is dead, monsters cannibalize people, and the extreme night is coming. This Qingqing society refers to Qingqing County Lord?"

"and many more."

Li Ziye was stunned after hearing what Little Red Riding Hood said, and said suspiciously, "From what you've said, it's quite possible, but isn't Princess Qingqing alive and well?"

"Could it be the prophecy of the Confucian leader?"

Bai Wangyu said in a concentrated voice, "Foretells that something will happen to Princess Qingqing?"

"This old man never speaks well, he always plays charades."

Li Ziye said unhappily, "Look at it, the big marriage between the eldest prince and Princess Qingqing will not be too stable this time, we have to be optimistic about this little monk, and don't let him do anything impulsive."

However, what Li Ziye and Bai Wangyu could never have thought was that the monk they should be worried about was not Sanzang.

"Amitabha!"

In the dark night, in front of the Southwest Palace, a monk dressed in blue monk robes walked up, looking at the Palace in front of him, his eyes flickered with contemplation.

It shouldn't be a coincidence that Princess Qingqing just arrived in the capital, and a heart-gouging monster appeared in the capital.

Perhaps, this Princess Qingqing is really a monster.

If the monster eats people, he can't keep her!