Morbid pet

Chapter 9 Do You Really Think I'm Not a Man?

The whirlwind in Xie Zhao's mind was broken.

Chang Le was bullied by Xie Zhao on the golden phoenix seat, his heavy breathing echoed in Chang Le's ears, making her shiver, and when she was about to slash his back with a knife, someone grabbed her little hand.

"Bangdang-"

Fengchai and the cold weapon fell to the cold marble floor at the same time, making a crisp sound.

The fire in Xie Zhao's eyes slowly materialized and spread to Changle. Xie Zhao restrained his breath and said in Changle's ear in a hoarse voice: "Changle, do you really think I'm not a man?"

Tick, a fresh smell of blood instantly spread in the air.

Xie Zhao stabbed the dagger into his shoulder, then withdrew the dagger abruptly. The severe pain restored clarity to his eyes.

He walked out without turning his head, and only said coldly: "The miscellaneous house is dirty."

Chang Le leaned on the phoenix seat, his whole body was soft, his heart was beating violently, and he was not as arrogant as before, "Okay, Xie Zhao, you have the guts!"

Taking advantage of the wind and cold, Changle lived in Lanyuetai for several days in a row, and moved half of the Wangbei Building to Lanyuetai as if in revenge.

A clear and bright male voice came from the hall: "Your Highness, are you going to play with the pot today or listen to the music?"

Chang Le was dressed in gold-embroidered black gauze, with a faint smile on his face, and said coquettishly, "I don't make choices."

Qing Huan stretched out his hand full of peach blossoms to invite Chang Le to sit over, "I wrote a poem for Your Highness, Your Highness, sit and listen."

The people on the other side did not show weakness, "Then I will play the piano for Your Highness, and His Highness praised my piano skills like an old friend yesterday."

The sound of silk and bamboo suddenly sounded, it was Zi Anjun, he actually bypassed the crowd and started to perform first, everyone was a little unhappy in their hearts.

Who doesn't know that to be accepted by the princess as the head of the face, that is a person with a family, and can be regarded as a half-royal person, who can honor the ancestors!Who doesn't want to skyrocket, for a while, everyone in the hall used their housekeeping skills, one worked harder than the other.

Chang Le leisurely sat on the phoenix seat with her legs crossed, her face full of enjoyment.

Look, this is the smell of money and power, how tempting it is, there are always good-looking beauties who are willing to go forward to please her, isn't it much better than Xie Zhao, a dead ghost who can only quarrel with her?
However, thinking of Xie Zhao's bewitching face, Chang Le swallowed. A beauty is beautiful, but it's not good if it has thorns.

It would be nice if Xie Zhao was just a little eunuch, so she could use money and power to lure him into submission.

Dian Cui came back from the front hall, seeing the absurdity of the main hall full of wine ponds and meat forests, she looked embarrassed, "The governor brought a box of jewelry, and you are waiting in the front hall."

There was a trace of disgust in Chang Le's eyes, "No, I won't accept it."

Die Shi is smart, knowing that the princess must have had a conflict with the governor, the two were deadlocked to compare each other, but now the governor has given in, and came to give gifts on his own initiative, with a full posture of being humble and humble.

Die Shi stepped forward to persuade: "His Royal Highness, during this period of time, the governor deliberately passed by the moon platform on Sunday and Sunday. Anyone who cares will see it. Seeing you again may damage the princess's reputation."

Chang Le just waved his hands disapprovingly, "I am the lone star of Tiansha in my palace, and I have been married four times, can I still have a good reputation? I have wine today and I am drunk today, and the platform is not the Governor's Mansion. He has no control over me."

Turning his eyes, Chang Le looked at the figure outside, and said bitterly: "I don't have a good reputation, but Xie Zhao's reputation is good? Last time people spread the news about Xie Zhao's visit to the flower house."

Die Shi's face turned blue and then pale, and she cupped her hands and said, "It was spread out according to His Highness's request, but because Governor Xie's reputation is not good, this matter didn't make a splash."

The implication is to break the jar and smash it.

Chang Le sneered, "That's right, isn't Bengong and him just a combination of broken pots and broken pieces?"

For a while, no one in the hall dared to answer.

Xie Zhaoqing's cold and restrained voice exploded in the hall, causing those who read poems, played the piano, played music, and wrote to stop. "I got a lot of treasures from merchants in the Western Regions. Doesn't the princess like gorgeous and beautiful things the most? Don't you want to see them?"

Chang Le looked up and met Xie Zhao's smiling eyes.

Chang Le frowned, damn it, how many years has Xie Zhao been a good fox?What happened in the past few days could not see any waves in his eyes.

Chang Le was swaying in his heart, but he didn't want to lose the wind, so he replied coldly: "I can't bear the gift from the governor. You should give it to your lady oiran."

Xie Zhao knew that Changle liked to send people to follow him, but he didn't show it on his face, "How can the oiran be as noble as His Royal Highness?"

"Oh? Then how can you be more noble than Mian Shou?"

The two chattered, and everyone in the court lowered their heads and looked at their noses, noses, and hearts, not daring to take a breath.

Xie Zhao's eyes were slightly cold, but the corner of his mouth was still hooked into a smile, "Since the princess has not recovered from the cold, let's continue to rest and recuperate. The gift is for the princess, and I ask the princess to accept Azhao's love."

Chang Le got up and walked slowly to a box of luxurious jewelry behind Xie Zhao, took out a malachite face and looked at it carefully, "It is indeed a good thing." Then he picked up the two candlesticks next to him and threw them directly into the treasure box , frowned and sighed: "It's a pity."

At the bottom of the treasure chest is the rare snowflake cloth in the Western Regions, which is extremely shining in Chang'an City, but Changle just dropped the fire so easily, and the treasure was instantly swallowed by the flames.

Xie Zhao pulled up Chang Le who was squatting next to the burning box, and said sharply, "Go home when you're crazy enough!"

"Back? The platform is my home! I don't want to go anywhere!" Chang Le roared, his chest fluctuating violently due to emotional ups and downs.

Xie Zhao's eyes were filled with gloom, and he said coldly, "Could it be that the princess forgot? You and I are the royal marriage appointed by the Holy Majesty, you can't let it go if you want!"

Xie Zhao looked at the faces looking at each other inside and became angry, "Come here! Bring the princess back to the mansion for a safe life!"

A group of fans with knives filed in, quickly surrounded the hall, and "invited" Changle into the carriage of the governor's mansion without any explanation.

Chang Le started to scold, "I am a princess! If you dare to touch me, Brother Huang will not spare you!"

For the first time, Changle saw the majesty of the ruler on Xie Zhao's face, which was even worse than her imperial brother.

Xie Zhao threw a jade seal to Chang Le, and said coldly: "The miscellaneous family is your heaven, don't use your emperor brother as a shield again!"

Chang Le was silent, yes, she was used to bullying Xie Zhao, and she forgot that half of the political power of Daming was in his hands, even if he was unhappy, it was okay to let the emperor's brother die.

She clenched her hands tightly, clenched her back molars tightly, and paused every word, "I will follow you, let the people in the North Tower go."

Xie Zhao laughed, "You really think I have a good temper."

"Please." Chang Le bit her lip and spit out two words after a while.

Xie Zhao liked her appearance very much, annoyed and funny, "Okay, they can go. Then can His Highness go home with the minister?"

"cough--"

Changle: "Let's go. Diancui went to report to Brother Huang that the wind and cold in the Palace are almost gone, and I will go back to the mansion with the governor first."

Dian Cui replied with a smile: "Yes", and then disappeared outside the hall in a flash.

This little heartless.

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