The Playful Queen: The Evil King's Favorite

Chapter 169

In the gloomy hall, there is a strange stone statue, offering incense and fruits. An old man sits cross-legged in meditation in front of the stone statue, adjusting his breath.

"Ring, ring, ring~" The bell rang outside the door.

Then, a shout sounded from outside: "Father, I have something to tell you."

The old man slowly opened his eyes, his temples were like snow, but his eyes were sharp and shrewd like an eagle, and he said, "Come in!"

The person who pushed the door and walked in wore a brown robe, showing a clean and honest air. This person was Mo Meng.

"Father..." Mo Meng bowed to the old man.

"What's the matter, tell me!" Mo Ao got straight to the point with a blank face.

"Father, Xiaoxiao will come here soon." When Mo Meng said this, he carefully looked at his father's expression, for fear that he would be displeased and angry.

Fortunately, Mo Ao raised his head indifferently, and asked, "Smile? Who is it?"

"That's right, the third brother's..."

"Shut up!" Mo Ao's expression changed, and he yelled at him.

"Plop!" Mo Meng knelt down alone, cupping his fists: "Father, Shu'er is bold, I know that Dad feels ashamed about the third brother, but this can't drag his anger on Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao listens Said he was a good boy."

Mo Ao sneered, and said in a sarcasm: "Hmph! Good boy? Do you think I haven't heard the rumors from Beifeng? Ignorant and incompetent, dandy, extravagant and lustful female hooligans are no different, if they hadn't given birth to a Good background, I really don’t know who he is.”

Mo Yan strode over from outside, and answered with a frown: "Father! It's wrong for you to say that."

"Second brother, are you back?" Mo Meng smiled elegantly when he saw Mo Yan.

"You still know to come back?" Mo Ao glanced at him.

Mo Yan replied: "Originally, I planned to come back after Xuan'er gave birth, but when I heard that Xiaoxiao was coming, I came back early to meet my good niece."

"Who allowed her to enter Mo's house?" Mo Ao's expression was not particularly good.

Mo Yan spread her hands and said, "Who said she was going back here? She will naturally go back to the eldest brother's house, and spend more time with my uncles to reminisce about the old days. As for those grandpas! It's not necessarily good, anyway, the elders don't want to see her."

"You! You brat." Mo Ao choked, and stood with his hands behind his back with a stern face.

Mo Ao's three sons have always only loved Mo Yan more than the other two, so Mo Yan sometimes confronts him, and it won't do anything.

"Second brother, can the siblings go back together?" Mo Meng stood up, and talked with Mo Yan a little closer.

"When Xuan'er and I came back, we met my sister-in-law, and she took Xuan'er to chat in the boudoir." Mo Yan smiled and answered him.

Hearing this, Mo Meng nodded: "I see, that's good! We brothers haven't talked for a long time, let's go out and have a drink together!"

"Okay!" Mo Yan agreed.

So, the two brothers clasped their fists at Mo Ao, bent down to salute, and invited them to go out together.

Mo Ao looked at the back of the two people leaving, his eyes were in a trance, as if thinking about something, he raised his hand and waved.

"Patriarch." The dark guard came out.

"Go, find out where Beiming Shao is laughing. If there is any trace, report back immediately." Mo Ao's voice was heavy.

"Yes." The dark guard sneaked into the darkness.

……

——Waicheng——

Huaicheng is the junction of Beifeng and Donglie, Beiming Shaoxiao and others found an inn to rest, and they also sat in the lobby of the inn casually to eat together.

There were quite a lot of people staying and eating, so Beiming sat down with a smile and kept looking at the people around him.

Some are dressed like knights, some are like ordinary people, and some are dressed like thieves.

"Your Highness, what are you looking at?" Miaofeng asked quietly.

"Look at these people." Beiming Shaoxiao cast a wink at Miaofeng.

Miaofeng swallowed her saliva, glanced back at Beiming and smiled speechlessly.

"Xiao'er, do men look good?" Murong Jinxian suddenly whispered in her ear, which really scared Bei Ming to laugh less.

"You're sick! When did my sister look at men? I'm looking at the clothes and the world, do you understand?" Bei Ming smiled angrily and rolled his eyes.

Murong Jinxian couldn't help but laugh when he saw her strange action, shook his head, and ignored what she was looking at.

"Wow!" A gust of strong wind blew, blowing from the door, followed by a man dressed as a monk walked in, with a large string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, holding a golden stick, with many Buddhist scriptures tattooed on his body, his eyes were full of evil spirits.

"Xiaoer, five dishes of meat, three jars of wine."

The waiter greeted him with a smile: "Okay! Please sit down first, waiter!"

Beiming Shaoxiao also brought the food to the table, and everyone picked up chopsticks and ate together without restraint.

Bei Mingshao smiled, moved his red lips, bit the chopsticks in his mouth, and kept looking at the monk inquiringly.

Murong Jinxian's expression changed strangely, then he reached out his hand to interrupt her sight, and said coldly, "Dinner."

"Smack! What are you doing?" Bei Ming raised his eyebrows with a smile, and looked at him displeasedly.

This product?Be sick!

I think people have nothing to do with him?Besides, what I saw was a monk!
Murong Jinxian's amber eyes froze, and her thin lips parted slightly: "Use——meal!"

Beiming smiled cowardly, lowered his head, and ate.

But in his heart he cursed Murong Jinxian, choking to death while eating and drinking.

"Ahem..." Beiming Shaoxiao choked on drinking water as soon as he cursed others.

"Dian, Miss, are you alright?" Miao Feng hurried over and patted her on the back.

"Fuck, cheat!" Curse him to hurt himself, he is poisonous, absolutely poisonous!
"Bang!" A table of knight-like people sitting next to the monk slapped the table and pointed their swords at the monk.

"Shawujin, hurry up and catch him!"

"Pfft..." Bei Ming took a sip of tea with a small smile and sprayed it.

Sha Wujing?

Everyone looked at Bei Ming and smiled in unison.

Beiming Shaoxiao became the focus, quickly spread his hands, and said with an embarrassed smile: "I, I am surprised, you go on, go on!"

Everyone looked away.

Beiming Shaoxiao stood up, walked to Heisha, and asked in his ear, "Heisha, do you know these people?"

Heisha, as one of the four guardians of the Demon Sect, would not be ignorant of the affairs of the Jianghu.

Hei Sha glanced at the group of people, then smiled softly at Bei Ming and said, "Young Master, that monk is a notorious lewd monk in the rivers and lakes, and he is forbidden by Sha Wu."

"Why is the obscene monk called Sha Wujing? Shouldn't it be... Zhu Bajie?" Beiming looked at Heisha with a slightly confused smile, and blurted out his doubts.

"Who is Zhu Bajie?" Hei Sha was puzzled.

"No, no, you continue to talk." Bei Ming smiled and spread his hands, taking a stool and sitting between Miaofeng and Heisha.

Hei Sha said again: "The ones who besieged and killed him should be the children of the Emei Sect."

"Emei faction?" Beiming Shaoxiao twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely, and glanced at the group of knights—men!

"Shouldn't the Emei sect be female?" Bei Ming smiled and held his forehead, expressing his speechlessness.

"Young master, what are you talking about?" Heisha really couldn't understand Beiming Shaoxiao's words.

"It's okay, it's okay, what I say is not important." Bei Ming waved his hand with a small smile.

　Dear viewers, after watching it for so long, there may be fewer funny things in the future, and it will gradually become a conspiracy that is revealed. Thank you for your recommendation and support!thank you all.

　　


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