Dressed as a sweet bag in the heart of a tyrant

Chapter 110 We live together in the same room, and accompany each other late at night.

"!!!" Everyone was silent.

When Xiao Yi heard this, his handsome face turned pale.

The fingers hidden in the sleeves were tightly clenched into fists, and the fingertips pinched the palm tightly, and his thoughts were spinning rapidly.

What do you mean?
That idiot Ye Qingqing was actually invited by the emperor?
Isn't the purpose of this palace banquet to choose concubines for the princes?

With doubts, he hurriedly got up and walked to the center of the flower hall, saluting: "Father, my servant did not drive Miss Ye away."

I was extremely glad that what I said just now was that Ye Qingqing fell ill and needed to consult an imperial physician.

Instead of letting her go...

The emperor looked down at his son with a heart like a mirror.

He knew him too well to know that his weakness was arrogance.

It has never been clearly realized that many times are far more complicated than he imagined.

As the saying goes: 'A strong player must have a strong player, and a mountain is still higher than a mountain'.

This girl Ye Qingqing is not only courageous, but also resourceful.

From the moment she stepped on the grievance stage and beat the Dengwen drum, everything was under her calculation and control.

Complaints, in fact, are simply deceiving people's eyes and ears.

It is her ultimate goal to come to the palace step by step, to show her worth, and to get the blessing of a country's emperor.

Thinking of that day when the little girl was heroic and confidently making a request.

The emperor couldn't help but turn his gaze to Ye Meimei who was sitting on the seat of the third prince, who looked pitiful to me.

He squinted his eyes, unconsciously turning the fingers with his fingers, and lowered his eyes in thought.

After a long time, he said to Xiao Yi coldly: "If that's the case, then go and invite Ye Qingqing back yourself."

"..." Xiao Yi.

To be honest, he was very reluctant.

He is the majestic Third Prince!

How can I do errands?
"Father, son..."

Before he finished speaking, a female voice interrupted him.

"Oh my god! Isn't that the captain of the Red Guard, Ghost Wood?"

As soon as they heard the word 'Hongwei', all the courtiers and noble ladies in the flower hall were attracted.

All the people stretched their necks and looked towards the southwest.

Not far away, a man in a red robe walked over leisurely.

It was a man with a tall and straight figure, distinct facial features, and handsome as a god.

He walked to the flower hall and saluted the emperor: "Your Majesty."

Seeing the ghost tree, the emperor was very happy.

He smiled heartily, and raised his hand to signal Guimu to get up.

"Get up quickly! Ghost wood, you're late again."

Guimu raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up and said indifferently: "There are many things in the imperial city, and the humble job is too busy."

The tone of his speech did not resemble the relationship between a monarch and his ministers at all, but rather casual and intimate.

"Hahaha." The emperor stroked his beard and teased, "What? Are you accusing me of not being considerate of my subordinates?"

Guimu raised his eyes and glanced at the emperor: "I don't dare to be humble."

Even though he said so, his face was so plain that it was difficult for people not to see where he dared not...

"Oh?" The emperor frowned slightly.

Thinking of Guimu, who has always been very repulsed by such occasions, not only came today, but also asked him specifically about the matter on the grievance stage yesterday...

He couldn't help showing a playful look in his eyes: "If that's the case, then go down!"

Such a boring palace, everyone should be good at finding it interesting.

No?
Thinking like this, the emperor suddenly added another sentence: "Today's banquet is not prepared for you. It's..."

The emperor deliberately paused, and said meaningfully: "For Ye Qingqing."

"..." Guimu was about to leave when he heard that his footsteps stopped.

He turned around and looked at the emperor with a stern expression.

The corners of the mouth curled into a stiff arc, and the eyes were as cold as ice.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with a half-smile: "Your Majesty, Ye Qingqing is mine!"

"..." The smile on the emperor's face froze.

Yes.

How did he forget?
Guimu not only took Ye Qingqing under his command, but also personally carved a plum blossom order for him.

A unique plum blossom order.

"Ahem." The emperor lowered his eyes, covered his face and coughed lightly: "Your people have already been driven away by the third child, so go find them yourself!"

"..." Guimu.

He looked sideways at Xiao Yi who was standing beside him, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Although the aura on his body has been somewhat restrained.

But everyone still keenly sensed the death breath emanating from Guimu's body, which destroyed everything.

"!!!" Xiao Yi froze all over.

Invisibly, there seemed to be a powerful force covering his whole body.

Depression, suffocation, fear.

This was not the first time he had seen Ghostwood, but it was indeed the first time he had truly felt the terrifying killing intent on Ghostwood.

Guimu wanted to kill him.

This was Xiao Yi's subconscious first thought.

But why?
Is it really just for Ye Qingqing?
Everyone shrank their heads, trying to minimize their sense of existence.

Pairs of terrified eyes quietly looked at the ghost tree dressed in red.

They all had the same doubt in their hearts: Ye Qingqing, how could it be Hongwei?
Of course, an unattainable, cruel and heartless man like Guimu.

They didn't dare to guess that the two of them would have any other relationship besides superiors and subordinates.

Even so, it is unacceptable for just a fool to join the Red Guard!

For so many years, how many gifted youths with both civil and military skills have no chance to join the Red Guard?
Could it be that Ye Qingqing was faking it from the beginning to the end?
Just pretend to be crazy when you're born?
No, it's impossible.

No one can pretend to be stupid for a lifetime under the nose of their family members.

Xiao Yi tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart, so that he didn't take half a step back.

He pretended to be relaxed and asked: "Captain of the Red Guard, are you familiar with Ye Qingqing?"

Seeing Xiao Yi not afraid of death like this, the people present stretched their necks even more.

They also want to know this question...

Guimu took a deep look at Xiao Yi, and said lightly, "En."

Together in the same room, accompany each other late at night.

Are you familiar?

"!!!" Everyone was shocked.

Everyone was glad that they hadn't had time to offend Ye Qingqing.

Otherwise, they probably wouldn't survive tonight.

That's Red Guard!

The Red Guard who everyone in the Xiao Kingdom feared.

Xiao Yi: "..."

He twitched the corners of his mouth, how could he not understand what everyone was thinking?
Ok!

He actually looked away.

"I'm sorry." Smiling, he bowed deeply to Guimu: "Just now, it was my prince who offended Ms. Ye."

Guimu turned sideways and did not accept Xiao Yi's apology.

He glanced at Ye Meimei's position, his expression was unclear.

"!!!" Ye Meimei's body trembled.

The little face instantly turned pale with fright.

I thought: It's over!
Looking back, Guimu flipped his wrist.

A white light flashed, as fast as lightning.

Then, turn around and leave.

quiet!
Deathly silence!

The air seemed to freeze.

It wasn't until Guimu's figure disappeared from everyone's sight that a shrill scream came from the flower hall.

"what……"

　Take a guess: who was taught a lesson?

　　Still during the day, now I'm going to sleep.

　　So sleepy, so sleepy...

　　Kids, good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)