Raising a demon to become a husband

Chapter 73 The rhythm of silence, the ruler of the world (2)
Even the prince was captured by her, should we praise her charm?

It's ridiculous.

Zongzheng came back to his senses the moment the words came out, and he was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized, "I'm sorry."

what happened?How could he treat her as...

Meng Shijun suppressed the trembling in his heart and tried to force a smile, "Why does the emperor apologize."

I'm sorry...that's a good word to say sorry.

It turns out that everything he did just now was just because he regarded her as that woman, huh.

Zongzheng frowned when he heard the words, got up and took off his coat and put it on Meng Shijun's body, "I just called someone's name, although I don't know why... Anyway, I'm sorry."

That face came to mind in an instant, he didn't even have time to react, he felt a little...

"Your Majesty is serious. It's nothing. It's her good fortune for my sister to be favored by the Emperor. If the Emperor likes it, I can bring my sister into the palace. Wouldn't it be better." Meng Shijun tightened his clothes, but no matter how she It feels cold to the touch, cold to the bone.

Zongzheng didn't answer, but said, "Go down and rest first."

"...Yes." Meng Shijun lowered his eyes, got up and saluted and left.

When I returned to the dilapidated palace, the calmness had been restored. Looking at the figure sitting in front of the window, Meng Qishu took a deep breath and closed her eyes, "If you can stay and check, you won't miss it..."

"Didn't Ashu herself say that she found something and went to find you?" Feng Mo snorted coldly, her tone was not kind, and she was obviously angry.

Meng Qishu was stunned when she heard the words, "That's right, at least you should be flexible."

Feng Mo didn't speak, she turned her face away.

Seeing this, Meng Qishu's hair was full of black lines, she turned and left.

Only then did Feng Mo respond, and quickly turned around, "Where are you going, Ashu? Do you still want to see..."

"What nonsense?" Meng Qishu was stunned, "I'll go find my father."

By the way, I went to look for my senior brother, and there is no news of him until now, so she is always a little worried.

Feng Mo heaved a sigh of relief, and followed silently.

Fengluan Palace had long since disappeared from the group of ministers, and they had obviously returned to the palace. She was disappointed but at the same time heaved a sigh of relief. When she was about to leave, she heard faint conversations in the palace, and Meng Qishu stopped in her tracks.

That voice...is it Senior Brother?
After walking quickly but no one behind her was following up, Feng Mo had no choice but to stop, "Ah Shu?"

"Someone seems to be talking inside, I'll go in and take a look."

"Ashu..."

Seeing that person leave, Feng Mo sighed helplessly.

Entering the main hall, Meng Qishu stopped in her tracks. The familiar voice in the hall was either Zong Chen or someone else, but... what was he talking to the queen about.

Feng Mo, who followed closely, saw Zong Chen in the hall, his eyes darkened, "It turns out that Ah Shu heard this guy's voice just now."

A Lu Fengying, a little uncle, a Zongzheng, and a Zongchen... His happiness seems to be full of thorns.

Speaking of which, for such a big event as the death of the emperor and the enthronement of the new emperor, there is no movement from the little uncle. Shouldn't he come out to preside over the overall situation at a time like this? It's a bit strange.

"Chen'er, be careful. All the expectations of the empress rest on you, but... safety is the most important thing, you must take care of yourself." Fan Yu took Zong Chen's hand with tears in her eyes and instructed.

Zong Chen nodded when he heard the words, "Don't worry, Empress Mother, I will do my best."

Meng Qishu frowned in amazement, be careful?Beware of what?What did they say before?Could it be... Do you want your senior brother to persuade you to surrender?
"In this way, my son and minister will take my leave first. It's not early, and the queen mother should go to bed earlier." Zong Chen bowed respectfully.

"Well, let's go." Fan Yu pursed her lips and let go.

Seeing the person walking straight up, Meng Qishu was startled, and suddenly remembered the scene in the imperial study just now, so she didn't run away.

Seeing this, Feng Mo narrowed his eyes, and when Zong Chen was about to approach, he stretched out his long arms and pulled him into his arms.

Her forehead bumped against her shoulder blade and she felt dizzy for a while, Meng Qishu raised her head annoyed, "What are you doing?"

Facing those angry eyes, Feng Mo snorted, "Do you want him to find you?"

Meng Qishu was stunned when she heard the words, and then realized that she had already arrived outside the hall, "You...you stop me since you know why, I just want to ask my senior brother, maybe I can..."

"Ashu, is this explaining?" Feng Mo said suddenly, smiling like a cat that is trying to steal something.

"Eh?" Meng Qishu was dumbfounded, "I...I'm not explaining, I'm just explaining the facts, who told you to stop me."

"Is it."

"Can you stop laughing so disgustingly..."

"It's not disgusting, it's obviously unparalleled in beauty."

"..." Meng Qishu's head was full of black lines when she heard the words.

It turns out that this pervert actually has another skill, narcissism.

No matter how much Meng Qishu asked to see Zong Chen, Feng Mo just refused to agree, and the stalemate was fruitless and finally gave up.

Time passed quickly, and it was the next day.

In order not to miss any discovery, Meng Qishu waited obstinately all night, the two of them nestled on a soft couch and were extremely crowded, looking at the pale Dongfang heaved a long sigh of relief.

Hearing the movement, Feng Mo tightened his arms, "I'm here with Ah Shu, let's sleep for a while."

"Can't sleep." Meng Qishu stretched out her hand and pinched the center of her brows. For some reason, she always had a premonition that something terrible would happen.

"Why? Are you looking forward to that?" Feng Mo slowly opened his eyes.

expect?Meng Qishu shook her head, "It will be dawn soon, how can I sleep, everything is unknown, don't you feel curious?"

Feng Mo replied lazily, "I'm not interested in anything other than Ah Shu."

"I said... don't you feel embarrassed for saying these words?" Meng Qishu's lips twitched fiercely when she heard this, goose bumps all over her body.

And what he said was too casual, as if he was perfunctory.

Feng asked indifferently, "Why do you feel embarrassed?"

Asking her why... Meng Qishu was speechless.

Sure enough, is this the difference between a human and a demon?

The two of them chatted one after another, and the sky gradually brightened.

As the sun rose, the sun illuminated the sleeping imperial city, but suddenly countless troops surged in front of the desolate palace, and their footsteps were loud and loud.

Hearing the movement, Meng Qishu sat up suddenly, "What's going on? It seems that many people have come."

"The good show has begun." Feng Mo said unhurriedly, and stretched lazily.

"Let's go and have a look." Meng Qishu turned over and jumped off the soft couch, and walked out quickly.

(End of this chapter)