Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

So in the next few days, Li Huaqing greeted Rong Yuan every day. Poor Li Huaqing, who grew up in the royal family, really didn't know how to pursue the person he liked, so he imitated the young lady in the story book who washed her hands and made soup for her husband. Way to come.

Fortunately, Li Huaqing's time in power was short, and the way he came to power was too bloody, so the ministers in the court did not dare to mention it, so he created an empty harem.

Therefore, the emperor personally cooked and made soup without causing any uproar under Li Huaqing's control.

Rong Yuan looked at Li Huaqing who came in with porridge, and wanted to tell him to take a rest, but looking at the man's shining eyes, he lost his intention to speak.

I picked up the bowl of seafood porridge and drank it. This was already the third bowl in the past two days.

Looking at the trembling imperial chef next to him, Rong Yuan said for the third time as usual: "It tastes good."

Seeing the imperial chef diligently wiping the sweat from his face, and seeing Li Huaqing's beautiful eyes blinking at him, Rong Yuan was silent, wondering if he had shot himself in the foot.

After Li Huaqing heard Rong Yuan's pleasant words, he coughed, asked the chef to go down, turned around and sat next to Rong Yuan.

His fingers drooped on Rong Yuan's forearm, "Then do you like me more?"

Rong Yuan's flirtatious glance made Li Huaqing feel discouraged. He felt that those words were really deceiving him and wanted to behead all those who deceived the emperor!

Before he could do anything, he heard Rong Yuan's cold and magnetic voice saying: "Your Majesty, do you think I am the same as the husband in the book?"

Li Huaqing shook his head. The husband in the book was not as good-looking as Rong Yuan, nor was he as fond of him as Rong Yuan.

"It's not the same, so why do you have to do it according to the script? Your Majesty, why don't you think about it yourself?"

Rong Yuan looked at Li Huaqing, who was confused by him, and nodded with satisfaction. If the imperial chef hadn't been so timid and only dared to teach Li Huaqing how to make some porridge, he would have really wanted to satisfy his appetite.

It's a pity, why don't I have such a talent?

Thinking of his appalling cooking skills, Rong Yuan silently lowered his head, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and put it into his mouth.

The three days came in the blink of an eye, and Rong Yuan got a ghost attendant of the third level and above in the Ghost Division and pieces of paper recording Li Huaqing's information.

After Rong Yuan opened it, he saw: He was thrown into the cold palace at birth, and was adopted by the poisonous concubine of the cold palace. He was refined into a medicine man for her to test poisons...

Being sent to the frontier as an abandoned son...

Nine deaths

Kill all the royal bloodline and ascend to the throne as emperor...

The paper was suddenly clenched tightly, Rong Yuan hid the anger boiling in his heart, and his originally cold eyebrows suddenly became like Rakshasa.

What a wonderful little world!

"Go to these places and destroy the strongholds hidden inside," Rong Yuan looked in the direction of Zhenyuan Hou's Mansion, his eyes filled with infinite coldness, "Then we will trap Zhenyuan Hou's family in the capital and don't let anyone go!"

"Yes!" the leader of the ghost attendants said respectfully.

After giving the stronghold information to the ghost attendants, the group of ghost attendants immediately took action.

Since all the previous enemies were killed by the little madman himself, then I will be the next enemy!

Qi Liangjun, your death is not far away.

Rong Yuan murmured softly, looking strangely gentle from a distance.

Morning time every fifth day.

Li Huaqing sat bored on the high seat, watching the ministers quarrel below.

Suddenly a person mentioned the case being reviewed by the Ministry of Punishment.

"Your Majesty, this assassin is so arrogant, he dares to assassinate a court official at the feet of the emperor!" the Minister of Rites said with grief and anger.

"There is no need to investigate this matter any further. The assassin has been captured long ago and is now dead." Li Huaqing said casually.

This look made the Minister of Rites blush, but for some reason he finally backed down.

"I obey the decree!" the Minister of Punishment lowered his head and said respectfully.

Fortunately, we didn't investigate in depth, otherwise...

Li Huaqing looked at the eunuch beside him who had just been brought up. The eunuch immediately understood what the emperor meant.

"If there is something going on, please leave the court if there is nothing going on!"

"I'm waiting to send you to Your Majesty!"

……

Rong Yuan stood outside the Zhenyuan Hou Mansion, waiting for the good news from the ghost attendants, and sure enough, he soon felt the halo of the male protagonist disappearing.

It seems that the ghost attendant has destroyed the stronghold that Qi Liangjun has worked hard to create over the years.

Rong Yuan walked into the Zhenyuan Hou Mansion openly and openly. The ghost attendants cleared the way and no one could get close.

Blood spattered three feet, but Rong Yuan's eyes showed no emotion at all as he strolled leisurely in the courtyard, as if entering and leaving a deserted place.

The study door is wide open.

The people inside were forced out by the ghost attendants, their hair was disheveled, and they were in a very embarrassed state.

"No. [-]!" Qi Liangjun roared, "How dare you betray me!?"

An evil smile appeared on the corner of Rong Yuan's lips, cruelty and coldness coexisted in his eyes.

"Are you worthy of betrayal?" Rong Yuan looked at Qi Liangjun as if he were looking at a dead thing.

"Hahahaha," Qi Liangjun laughed wildly, his smile full of pride, "I never thought that I would be pecked in the eye by an eagle all day long, but you will be buried with me when I die!"

Rong Yuan thought of that Gu insect, which looked so fat and disgusting, and his eyes became even colder.

When Qi Liangjun saw it, he thought he was right and became even more arrogant. He didn't think anyone would care about his own life.

Rong Yuan stopped talking nonsense with Qi Liangjun and directly crushed the male protagonist's halo with his bare hands.

The wind and clouds changed, and the originally sunny weather suddenly became covered with dark clouds, wind and thunder, and tiny golden light that no one could see fell from Rong Yuan's fingers.

It's just that this time it didn't blend into the world as usual, but disappeared out of thin air.

Nowhere to be seen!

The small world became even more angry. Thunder roared, as if it was about to tear apart time and space. In an instant, the entire small world was crumbling, as if it was about to be wiped out.

boom--

boom--

boom--

After three thunders that resounded throughout the world, the sky shattered into pieces, densely packed like a spider web.

Rong Yuan raised his head and stared at the sky. The power of the law spread and stabilized the crumbling little world.

Looking again, the sky is blue and the sun is shining high.

The vegetation and creatures in the world seem to be given life, and are extremely agile.

Swaying, as if chirping to say hello, hello.

The golden stars that had just disappeared reappeared, merrily blending into the space between heaven and earth.

The world lacks the consciousness of the small world, but there are thousands more living beings.

Isn't the purpose of cultivating consciousness in the small world to make the small world better? It would be great to feed back the creatures in the small world.

Rong Yuan shifted his gaze to the unconscious Qi Liangjun, "Take him away."

This person is still useful.

……

As soon as Rong Yuan came back, he saw Li Huaqing waiting for him.

The beauty lowered her eyes and played with something unknown in her hand. Her long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes, giving her whole person a sense of austere beauty.

Hearing the noise, Li Huaqing turned his head and his eyes met Rong Yuan's.

The sunshine makes even the dust gentle.

"Where have you been?" Li Huaqing asked softly.

But Rong Yuan sensed something was wrong, and squatted in front of Li Huaqing, looking into his eyes.

"I went to the Marquis of Zhenyuan's Mansion," Rong Yuan looked at the little lunatic's eyes that suddenly darkened, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and said, "I went to confiscate the people in the Marquis of Zhenyuan's Mansion. The Crown Prince of Zhenyuan is now imprisoned in the sky prison. ."

After speaking, Li Huaqing leaned over and kissed his lips without waiting for a reply.

In the darkness, Li Huaqing felt warmth on his lips.

He should obviously be angry, but he suddenly felt happy, as if something he had longed for for a long time suddenly came true.

Rong Yuan did whatever he wanted to do.

This feeling came without warning, but it made him willing.

He seemed reluctant to look at his lonely look just now, and his beautiful eyes were still filled with beautiful stars.

It was as if his heart was telling him that this was the person.