Abandoned concubine auspicious

Chapter 118 Hugged the Thigh

Princess Yongyang looked at his handsome side face in fascination. His handsomeness was different from the icy Li Jiong. He was always as warm and warm as the sun, making people want to get close to him when she saw him. From day one, she has been fascinated by him.

Even if he knew that Mu Qingcheng had become a marquis, according to the rules set by the emperor, the marquis could walk in the harem and pray for the concubines, but he could not marry the royal family.

"Qingcheng, one day, we will get what we want." Princess Yongyang went one step further.

His slender body was almost close to him, and Mu Qingcheng's nose smelled strongly of powder. He frowned and almost pushed her out, but his tone became more gentle, "Yongyang, you go back to the palace first." , don't let other people see it... The emperor has been unable to sleep for the past few days, and he wants me to read Buddhist scriptures for him, and I'm leaving soon."

Princess Yongyang stood up straight, reluctantly said: "I don't know how many days until we meet again?"

Mu Qingcheng smiled, "Yongyang, if the two love each other for a long time, how can they be in court?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand, caressed Princess Yongyang's cheek, turned and left.

After he left, Yong Yang's face gradually darkened, and the accompanying maid said: "Drag that little bitch up here."

The maid said yes, led two maids, and brought up the palace maid just now.

Princess Yongyang stepped forward with a smile, "Are you Qing'er from Changfu Palace?"

"Yes, Your Royal Highness." Qing'er said in shock.

Princess Yongyang pulled a hairpin from her head, exposed the tip, pinched it in her palm, approached Qing'er, smiled slightly, "You really look fair and clean."

Qing'er's face turned pale, and he kowtowed repeatedly, "Your Highness, it's the servant who is wrong, Your Highness, please forgive the servant."

"Forgive, you didn't do anything wrong, why do you want me to forgive you?" Yong Yang's smiling face was so eye-catching under the sunlight.

"Slaves shouldn't approach Shenhou with excuses, it's the slaves' fault." Qing'er sobbed uncontrollably.

Yong Yang laughed softly, "You just said a few words with Shenhou, what's wrong with that, are you accusing the princess of being unreasonable?"

Qing'er kowtowed again and again, her forehead creaking on the bluestone slab.

The maidservants standing around had a trace of pity and fear on their faces, but no one dared to step forward to dissuade them.

Because they all know what will happen.

One of the palace maids stepped forward, took out a handkerchief, and blocked Qing'er's mouth.

The other two maidservants clamped Qing'er's arms from left to right, pulled her hair up, and made her face half up.

Princess Yongyang touched Qing'er's snow-white face with her hand, and helped her up inch by inch. Qing'er's body trembled like a leaf falling in the wind.

Princess Yongyang slowly raised her hand, and slapped her with a slap. Although her mouth was blocked, she heard Qing'er's indistinct scream from her throat. The tip of the hairpin scratched Qing'er's snow-white face across There was a slit, her eyes became sharp, and she raised her palms one after another, "Only you, dare to make a pose in front of the god? How dare you seduce the god?"

Qing'er's face was covered with bloodstains, she desperately wanted to avoid Princess Yongyang's slap, but was pinned down by the two maids, and after a while, her face was criss-crossed, full of Bloodstains, and I can no longer see the original delicate features.

The eyes of the palace servants who were holding her down were indifferent. Obviously, they knew her end a long time ago, and they were used to seeing Qing'er. Close to God.

Only the nobles in the palace can get close to the gods.

These slaves, their lives are worthless, and they can't even look at Shenhou.

Anyone who saw him would end up like this.

Princess Yongyang was tired from the beating, so she shook her hands, and asked Qing'er to let go, saying: "Throw her into the well in the garden, and press a few more stones, so that she can't turn over even if she dies."

As she said this, she took the silk scarf handed over by the palace maid and wiped her hands carefully.

Qing'er had already passed out, and was dragged by two maidservants to the edge of the flower path.

Princess Yongyang wiped her hands clean, straightened her clothes, and smiled beautifully, "Let's go, go to father's place, today's crown flower party, the other princesses must have arrived."

The servants in the palace answered yes in unison.

Princess Yongyang was hugged by the maidservants, and walked forward.

When there was no one on the path, Wang Zhi'er got out from under a bush of flowers, her eyes were cold, she wanted to find a place to check for flaws in her makeup, so she came to this hidden place and saw what happened She endured and endured everything, so she didn't rush out to stop it.

Only at this moment did she deeply realize that human life is worthless, and the world she lives in is no longer the place where she used to pursue freedom and equality.

She could only watch helplessly as the servant girl was dealt with alive.

This would have been unbelievable to her in her previous life, but she compromised when she came here, she smiled wryly, she was no longer the jealous police detective in her previous life.

She did not dare to speak out to stop the crimes that occurred in the backyard of this resplendent palace.

She tidied up her clothes and walked slowly towards the banquet place in the center of the garden. Before she had taken a few steps, she suddenly became alarmed. She felt the sound of wind blowing up from behind and hit her. She bent down and rolled to the ground. After a lazy donkey rolled and stood up from the ground, he saw Mu Qingcheng looking at her with a smile.

"Young master of the Wang family, you are quite skilled, have you practiced recently?"

The sun shone on his face, coating his handsome face with a layer of golden light, he really looked like a true Buddha.

Wang Zhi'er suddenly understood that when Yongyang was dealing with Qing'er, he was watching from the sidelines.

He already knew what kind of person Yongyang was, but he still provoked Qing'er's enthusiasm and let her end up like this.

This person has a good appearance, but he is actually like the perverted serial killer in his previous life, and his heart has long been distorted.

Wang Zhi'er hid the cold light in her eyes, she would not let him roam free for too long.

She has never hated her identity so much, and she can't be happy to let such a scum stay in the world as a disaster.

"It turned out to be Shenhou. I have met Lord Shenhou." Wang Zhier smiled and stepped forward to salute.

"Young Master Wang, have you been hiding in the grass for a long time?" Mu Qingcheng laughed.

Wang Zhi'er shrank her neck, showing a trace of fear, "Shenhou, I understand that there are rules in this palace, some things, some people, let's pretend we haven't seen it... Shenhou, don't you?" Standing here for a while?"

The way she flinched made Mu Qingcheng a little puzzled. Could it be that he had misread the cold anger on her face just now?
On the face of the pustule king, he actually saw the exact same expression as Wang Zhi'er.

Is it because they both look alike?
It was because of that look that aroused Mu Qingcheng's interest and made him stay.

He wanted to see if this Wang Ziqin, like his sister Wang Zhi'er, would stretch out his sharp claws from time to time... In this way, the play in the palace would be more entertaining.

He had planned this play for a long time, and he couldn't tolerate any mistakes.

"Young Master Wang, you really know how to protect yourself? If Yongyang knew that you were hiding here and saw everything that happened, would you still be able to get out of here?" Mu Qingcheng smiled slightly.

Wang Zhi'er's eyes widened, she looked at him with a confused expression, and suddenly stepped forward, knelt down with a plop, wept bitterly, stretched out her hands, and hugged Mu Qingcheng's thigh, with tears and snot in her eyes, "Shenhou, Please don't spread the fact that I peeked at it... Shenhou, I don't want to die, I haven't married a wife, I haven't had a child, I have to..."

(End of this chapter)