The host is dedicated to her career

Chapter 92
Shen Zheng has seen a lot of women, they are either charming, or they are small birds, and there are also some with extraordinary intelligence, it is really the first time that Shen Changming is not a woman like Shen Changming.

Looking at the three empty wine jars beside Shen Changming, Shen Zheng raised his hand and rubbed his temples. If he hadn't personally confirmed that Shen Changming was a woman, who would have thought that this unrestrained Xiaoyao Wang was not a man?
Seeing that Shen Changming was going to get the fourth altar of Nurhong again, Shen Zheng stretched out his hand painfully to stop him: "Seventh brother, you are still injured, drink less."

Chen Liang's more than ten years old is not so good. The boss's wine cellar only has a dozen altars, and Shen Changming drank almost half of it this time.

If you are injured, you should really avoid alcohol, but after drinking it, Shen Changming pushed the cup beside him: "No, let's have a drink."

Shen Zheng: "..." She shouldn't have been brought here.

Raglan shoulders are the unique bustle and prosperity of the imperial city.

Panic shouts came from the other side of West Street, and the people on the street hurriedly dispersed to both sides.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

A woman in blue rushed out riding a vigorous black horse. The woman opened her eyes wide in fear and pulled the rein vigorously, but the black horse under her ignored it and just rushed forward blindly.

Bloodshot eyes emerged from the black horse's eyes, apparently out of control.

There are noisy people on the street, and there are always people who can't dodge.

Suddenly, the cry of a child on the corner of the street attracted everyone's attention, and naturally also attracted the attention of those on the horse.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" The woman in blue let go of one hand and waved it. Because the saddle was too bumpy, she fell directly and hit the ground heavily.

The woman in blue suppressed the black horse to run faster and rushed towards the child in front of the street.

The people around turned their heads away and held their breath.

A white shadow suddenly sprang out from the nearby tavern, throwing the child down and rolling to the side.

Old-fashioned plot.

Shen Changming looked at the heroine who rescued the child below, and then at the man of a different race who came after him on a maroon horse.

This is the plot where the heroine meets the third prince of Lingguo, the third hero in this small world is serious.

The one who fell off the horse was Chongyan's own sister, Princess Chongming.

"Does it look good?" Shen Zheng looked at Shen Changming, who was staring at the two aliens below, and suddenly approached and teased, "The seventh brother just married the princess and now he is staring at other women, and just wanted to go to the brothel. Merry."

"Brother Huang is away, please pay attention to your manners." Glancing at Shen Zheng from the corner of his eye, Shen Changming continued to stare at the few people he had successfully met downstairs.

"It's just two people from Lingguo."

Shen Zheng squinted his eyes and looked at the outstanding-looking man and woman on the street, especially noticing their beautiful emerald eyes.

"If the seventh brother likes it, I will dig out those beautiful eyes for you to make jewelry someday."

"You'd better keep it to yourself."

"One person, one pair, you're welcome."

Shen Changming: "..."

Sunset West Mountain.

The sunset glow in the sky is as gorgeous as blood.

The setting sun lengthened the shadow.

"Your Highness, it's getting late, and there will be a curfew in a while." The servant who came to pick up Shen Zheng reminded him that he could not enter or leave the curfew palace.

After watching Shen Changming pass the veranda of the palace, Shen Zhengcai looked away. He twirled the jade wrench on his thumb: "The chef of Xiaoyao Palace, deal with it."

Concubine Li's claws are really long, they even reach the Xiaoyao Palace.

"Yes, I will do it tonight." The servant nodded, and then thought, "If I kill that cook, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of King Xiaoyao."

"What? You mean you want me to teach you?"

The hairs on his back stood on end, and the servant instinctively knelt down: "Your Highness, forgive me! This subordinate must deal with it properly, and no one will find out!"

With a soft snort, Shen Zheng turned and left, and his subordinates quickly followed after seeing this.

Shunhua Palace.

Candles were brightly lit.

Concubine Li was kneeling in the palace wearing a tulle dress, which was a recent trend in the imperial city, and she thought it was novel, so she asked her servants to bring two sets into the palace.

The emperor squinted his eyes and looked at the woman at his feet. A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he threw his sleeves away angrily, leaving only one sentence: "How decent is Cheng!"

After the emperor left, Concubine Li staggered up from the ground. She walked up to a little maid and kicked her hard: "Drag me down and beat me to death!"

It's all this damn gauze that caused her to lose the grace of tonight!

"Who made this gauze?"

"Second Miss Chen." A young eunuch replied tremblingly.

"Chen Lanxin?" Concubine Li clenched the hand hanging by her side.

(End of this chapter)