Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 82: God of War Chasing Wife (15)
Leng Xia looked at the somewhat tangled look on his face, and was curious: "What?"

He coughed lightly, raised his eyes, fixedly looked into Leng Xia's eyes, asked very seriously and solemnly, "When will the consummation be consummated?"

consummation...

Leng Xia Liu frowned.

Consummation?

Leng Xia blinked, showing a rare expression of stupefaction.

Consummation!

The moment she came to her senses, Leng Xia's pretty face darkened immediately, and a gloomy aura spread around her body. She took a deep breath and let it out heavily...

After a while, a sky-shattering lion's roar exploded in Qing Huan Yuan, reverberating over the sky of Lie Wang's Mansion.

"roll……"

Prince Lie's Mansion, study room.

The large table in the study was covered with a mountain of military documents. Zhan Beilie frowned and pressed his index finger on the table, completely ignoring these memorials, entangled endlessly.

In the open conversation with Leng Xia that day, he was so happy that he didn't make it clear at all.

The lioness said: "Can you do it?"

He replied: "It can be done."

Then what?

What on earth does she mean?
In the past few days, he often appeared in front of Leng Xia, trying to find an opportunity to continue talking about the problems of that day. This matter will always come to a conclusion, can you tell me a word!

But every time Leng Xia would immediately put on a black face, no matter whether he threatened or lured him to stalk him, the final result would definitely be a loud lion roar: "Get out!"

The more Zhan Beilie thought about it, the more depressed he became, and he rushed to the table, no, she must be dealt with today!
Suddenly, there was a sound of flicking clothes, and Zhong Cang came galloping. After saluting, he put on a poker face and reported: "My lord, the girl Mingyue who is next to the empress has arrived, and she has something important to report. Queen's."

Zhan Beilie frowned, suppressed his eagerness to settle Leng Xia, and turned to the guest hall.

After Mingyue saluted and greeted her, she would hand over a piece of folded rice paper to Zhan Beilie, blushing, and said in a low voice, "My lord, the empress ordered you to hand it over to the concubine in person, and the empress also said... ...and said...that the concubine will definitely agree...to consummate...the house after seeing it!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about etiquette, turned his head and ran out with small steps.

Consummation!

Zhan Beilie's eyes lit up, and a cluster of small sparks instantly lit up the entire wasteland. Those eagle eyes seemed to hold up the sky full of starlight, and bright people dare not look closely.

Holding the "magic weapon of consummating the house" in his hand, the war god of the Great Qin Dynasty, Xiong Jiu, walked out of the guest hall in high spirits, and flew all the way to Qinghuanyuan with pride.

Qing Huan Yuan.

Zhan Beilie yelled loudly and kicked the door in. With the momentum of thunder, he poured the rice paper in his hand onto the table with internal energy, and smiled at Leng Xia, whose face turned black again: "Look."

Leng Xia glanced at him suspiciously, picked up the rice paper from the table, flipped through it with her delicate hands, and quickly browsed through it.

The corners of Leng Xia's lips curled up, she turned her head and smiled, like a spring breeze blowing willows, she stood up slowly, and walked towards Zhan Beiliepinting who was standing at the door with a terrified expression.

Zhan Beilie took a step back in shock from this sudden smile, and immediately felt a burst of iron and blood, from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky, it really worked!

The Daqin God of War was about to make persistent efforts, he coughed lightly, straightened out the rhetoric in his heart again, and was about to speak.

Leng Xia, who was in front of him, had already walked in front of him, raised her eyebrows, waved her sleeves, and slapped the rice paper in her hand on his chest, with her arms folded around her chest, as if waiting and watching.

Zhan Beilie's head was full of confusion, and he shook off the ink-stained rice paper on his chest, and the four large characters on it immediately came into view: Ten House Rules.

Under the "Ten Rules of the Household Rules", there was a sheet of teeny-headed script written neatly and densely. Zhan Beilie frowned and read along.

One of the family rules: When admonishing the princess, she should keep her hands close together, stand at attention, and do not act absent-mindedly.

The second family rule: When the princess makes a mistake, she must take the blame and blame herself, and she must not act reluctantly.

The third family rule: When the princess is sad, she must cry her heart out, she is distraught, and she is not allowed to smile.

The fourth house rule: When the princess sleeps, she must fan the wind in hot summer and warm the quilt in cold winter, and she must not have perfunctory behaviors.

The fifth house rule: When the princess is away, she must think about it day and night, guard her body like a jade, and do not act stealthily.

House rule No. [-]: When the princess is happy, she should decorate with lanterns and festoons, and celebrate vigorously, without splashing cold water.

House rule seven: When the princess hits me, she must let her ravage her to show her loyalty, and she must not fight back and stare.

The eighth house rule: When the princess is bored, she has to put on a show with all her might, and dress up in colorful clothes to entertain her relatives.

Ninth house rule: When the princess is lucky, she should give and take whatever she wants, persevere, and do not act incapable of doing what she wants.

Tenth house rule: The princess should shed tears when she doesn't want to, and solve it by herself; there is no money trading behavior.

After reading the ten articles, the corners of Daqin God of War’s mouth were already twitching and a little sore. His face was red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, and the colors changed a lot. He was panting anxiously in his chest, and he said through gritted teeth: “Okay, Xiao Feng. Put me together!"

Seeing the interested look of Leng Xia in front of him, he suddenly shrank in his heart, and a bad premonition rushed to the back of his head. The aura of the Great Qin God of War gradually disappeared, and he cautiously said: "It's really nonsense."

Leng Xia raised her eyebrows and said slowly, "Well, I think it's very interesting."

Zhan Beilie choked suddenly, coughed a few times, stared at his eagle eyes, and asked in disbelief, "You really think it's okay?"

Leng Xia smiled in her phoenix eyes, and nodded leisurely: "Yes, not bad."

Outside Qing Huanyuan, Lightning held his chin and struggled endlessly: "To sign or not to sign, that is a question."

Lei Ming slapped him on the head, squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "Such a loss of power and humiliation to the country, we must not sign it!"

Kuang Feng curled his lips: "If you have the ability, you can speak out loudly, and let the little princess listen."

Lei Ming looked puzzled: "What are you talking about? I just spoke?"

The three of them looked at the sky together, why don't they sign it...

(End of this chapter)