The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 23 The Most Poisonous Rong Xiaojiu
"The number one son in the world really lives up to his reputation!"

There was another burst of wild applause.

"Of course!"

At this moment, the topic changed from biographies to secret history of martial arts.

"Besides, this is the number one in the world. There is a saying in the annals of the world: three parts of the world, all heroes rise together, and become the venerable, seven number one."

"Which seven are the first?" Someone in the table asked shamelessly.

"Number one kill in the world: Tianshu Tower, Xuan Qi."

"The number one poison in the world: Gu poison religion, leave people."

"The most beautiful in the world: Yinyue Pavilion, good water."

"The number one Gu in the world: Gu Poison Sect, Li Ran."

"The number one weapon in the world: Xuanji Mansion, Fu Ling."

"The number one charm in the world: Tianshu Tower, Ziyi."

The jade-faced scholar stood up against the table, with high fighting spirit: "One word from the superior: the strong are respected, and the seven who are worthy of great responsibility!"

The applause was deafening.

The blood was boiling downstairs, and upstairs Rong Qiannian slapped the desk: "Who wrote the Tianxia Chronicle?"

"Young Master Shang Rong." Shisan still looked obsessed, "Actually, Young Master Shang Rong is the number one doctor in the world."

"I'm going to tear down his signboard. Damn, the anti-pornography team didn't rank first in the world."

Rong Qiannian has always kept her ears to nothing, only stealing the world's treasures.I don't know anything about Shang Rong, but I don't forget to dismiss him.

Thirteen asked, "What is number one in the world?"

"The number one thief in the world!" His face was not red and his heart was not beating, Rong Yaoxie was very indignant and frank.

Thirteen rolled his eyes, ignored him, and continued to concentrate on listening to his idol's legendary story.

Downstairs, at this moment, from the secret history of martial arts to the number one son in the world, Shang Rong.

"In such a troubled world, Yingjie should be like this, and he has attracted countless sons and daughters to marry each other. Shanshui, the first disciple of Yinyue Pavilion, announced that he should marry Rong's genus when he was in the first place. , If you don’t want to miss it.”

Heroes and beauties, idiotic sons and daughters, is another good story of romance.

Rong Qiannian was listening intently when Chengbi came, too timid to step forward, and whispered something in Shisan's ear.

Thirteen's face changed: "Miss, don't listen to the book, Twelve has something to say, go back home quickly."

Rong Qiannian waved his hand: "Speaking of which, it's exciting."

Thirteen stepped forward and snatched the plate of lotus paste crisp: "King Xia led the left-wing army to visit the Prime Minister's Mansion in person and summoned all the female relatives of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"It's fast enough." Rong Qiannian patted the lotus paste crumbs on her hands, stood up lazily, smiled, her eyes were curved like a crescent moon, and her tone was lazy like a cat, "Thirteen, you go to Prince Zhong's mansion , tell Feng Ge'er that I have taken a fancy to the vermilion lacquer jade around his waist."

"Eh?" Thirteen blinked, eyebrows furrowed, at this time?Robbery?

Besides, when did Rong Yaoxie be so polite about the things of Prince Zhaoming?It's tricky!

Rong Qiannian raised her lips and smiled wickedly, her cat-like eyes were mysterious, she covered her mouth and said, "Don't forget to say, it's urgent."

Thirteen shook his head, too lazy to make useless speculations, and turned to Prince Zhong's Mansion.

"Master Marshal, please continue to listen here and tell me later whether Shangrong's old friend is Shanshui or Liren?"

The marshal's round eyes stared at the remaining plates of lotus paste cakes on the table, turning around and rolling happily on the table.

"good."

Rong Qiannian gave the marshal a wink before leaving, there was no one in the private room, a dog, good wine and desserts, it was very pleasant.

The windows were facing each other, and on the other end, the man had a smile on his lips.

It was a very ordinary face, with only one pair of eyes, burning in the Tsinghua University, with a hint of bluish indistinctly, dressed in white, but it couldn't conceal the coldness.

What a clean and refined son!
"green."

The man's voice is mellow, like brewed wine, slightly cold, but very pleasant to hear.

"It's the master." The man in Tsing Yi was extremely respectful.

The man smiled, and Yubai lightly tapped the desk with his fingertips: "The order of the world has not changed for a long time."

The man called Zuo Qing bowed his head slightly, without asking, his eyebrows frowned.

The person was facing the window, dressed in white, the sudden May wind seemed to have dyed his whole body Tsing Hua, he said: "If you can snatch the Wulingzi from me, she will be the number one thief in the world."

Lang Yan is unique, unparalleled in the world, and has the appearance of superior appearance.

This is Mr. Shangrong, who is famous in the Three Kingdoms, dressed in white clothes stained with the dust of the world.

Shangrong smiled lightly, her slightly blue and clear eyes were a little radiant, thinking of something interesting about a wonderful person.

"Master, there is something unclear about this subordinate."

Shang Rong leaned against the window lazily, adding a hint of evil: "Tell me."

"On martial arts, on wisdom, both the master and the son are superior, how did the Taifu's mansion allow her to snatch Wu Lingzi that night?"

For many years, in this world, he has remained independent, never miscalculated between his five fingers, only that one time, he was wrong and lost.

That night, that woman became a fan.

He still smiled lightly, and when he looked closely, there was a cold look in his eyes: "Qing, you talk too much."

"The subordinates exceeded the rules."

Shang Rong said nothing, a pair of clear eyes fell behind the window, a cheerful fox dog.

Qing also looked over: this fox is very similar to its master.Thinking of that woman... Qing was helpless and curious.

Near noon, Rong Qian returned home.

"Miss is back, His Royal Highness King Xia is waiting in the main courtyard." Twelve, who had always been calm, couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Thinking about it, King Xia's visit was not kind.

"Has Xiaoqi Xiaoba gone?" Rong Qiannian looked at the mirror, took off her disguise, her pretty face was slightly pale, her long hair was loose, and she was wearing a red dress with a plain brocade skirt.

There is no trace of publicity and evil charm in this outfit, just like a weak woman who has been bullied.

Twelve times: "Not yet."

Rong Qiannian smiled lightly: "It's probably the yellow decals facing the mirror." She raised her lips and smiled brightly, "Twelve, should I send the rouge that Xiaoqixiaoba ordered at the beauty building to my daughter's house?" Naturally, he must be tolerated by those who please himself."

Is this a weasel giving a New Year greeting to a chicken?Or are you trying to hide your ears and eyes?

In short, according to Rong Qiannian's temperament, he has to think in the dark.

"But did King Xia see Miss's face?" Twelve asked.

Rong Qiannian stretched out her index finger, shaking it from side to side: "No, no."

Since it is not self-interested, it is detrimental to others, Twelve does not do what he thinks.This is a sinister rhythm, if you offend Rong Jiu, you really don't want to stop.

Rong Yaoxie is serious, and he is magnanimous and graceful: "As a younger sister, I naturally have to help the two older sisters. In the boudoir of the imperial capital, there are countless girls who care about His Royal Highness King Xia. We must let His Highness King Xia stay with the two older sisters." A deep impression is good. I still remember that my two sisters gave me the best Rouge Snow when I was in the first place last year. Naturally, I have to reciprocate."

Give back?

As long as a little bit of rouge snow is applied, there may not be an inch of good space left on that pretty little face.

Old debts will be settled later!
(End of this chapter)