Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Taoist priest and Princess Cheng said it was done.

But when Princess Cheng went to see Chuzheng and planned to settle the accounts, she was beaten out by Chuzheng before she said anything.

Where is this good?

This has not changed at all!

Princess Cheng wanted to find a Taoist priest, but where could she find someone.

Why Princess Cheng didn't understand that she was deceived.

Concubine Cheng was angry, and found a few Taoist priests, but in the end there was no result.

Do what Chuzheng should do.

Cheng Wangfei and Chuzheng have been through a few rounds, but each time they are defeated.

"Mother."

Cheng Xiao was furious.

"She beat me, do you think it hasn't gone away yet? Is it just that?"

Princess Cheng quickly reassures her daughter: "My mother also feels sorry for you, but the one in the South Campus is really weird."

"She must be evil." Cheng Xiao pursed her mouth: "Wherever she was like this before, a weak gust of wind could blow it down, but now she dares to do it."

Cheng Xiao continued: "I've inquired that people who are evil will have a big change in temperament, greater strength, or something that they didn't know before, she must be evil!"

"Also, mother, she was wearing Xijinfang clothes when she came back last time. They are new styles. Where did she come from?"

Concubine Cheng didn't pay attention. Hearing what Cheng Xiao said, she remembered it.

"She shouldn't have much money..." Princess Cheng said, "After the prince is gone, the key to the vault in the mansion is with me. I haven't given her any money in the past few months."

"Mother, you say..." Cheng Xiao grabbed the hand of Princess Cheng: "Isn't she going to meet a man outside?"

Princess Cheng's face changed slightly: "Don't talk nonsense about this."

"Then you said where did her clothes come from? A man must have bought her for her!"

Princess Cheng thoughtfully.

After a while, Princess Cheng patted the back of Cheng Xiao's hand: "Don't worry about this, it's almost time to enter the palace...Is Qinghe got back the clothes I sent last time?"

Cheng Xiao pouted her lips and looked sarcastically: "She said it was dirty, let Qinghe wash it off, she wanted to be beautiful, and Qinghe threw it there."

"You let Qinghe wash clean."

"mother?"

"Mother has her own opinions."

"……OK then."

-

"...Qinghe, what are you doing while standing in front of the young lady's courtyard, and what do you want to do badly?"

Lu Zhu opened the courtyard door and saw Qinghe standing at the door, looking at her vigilantly.

Recently, the lady...behaved a bit weird, but now that these people dare not bully the lady casually, she also thinks that the lady's change seems to be good.

"You..." Qinghe wanted to get angry, but thought of what the owner in this yard had done recently, and put it down: "This is the last time the clothes were washed."

Qinghe stuffed Lvzhu's clothes and left in a hurry.

Before Luzhu had time to look through, the clothes were taken away by a plain white hand.

"Miss, this was the last time they sent it." Luzhu took a step back and bowed and said, "Prepare for you... to wear it when you enter the palace."

The palace costumes for entering the palace are very particular, not like usual.

"No more." Chu Zheng threw the clothes back into Lvzhu's arms: "Throw it away."

"what?"

What shouldn't you wear?

Can't wear the old ones?

This is a joke!

"Throw it." Chu Zheng made a final decision.

Luzhu didn't quite adapt to Chuzheng at first, but now he is basically used to the coldness of Chuzheng.

Miss don't need to be bullied...that's great!

-

Juyuan Building.

The white-clothed boy walked down on the handrails. There were many guards behind him, and everyone around him dared not look directly at him.

The young man raised his chin arrogantly, and his slightly immature face was full of contempt and disdain.

This is the younger brother of the current emperor, ranked eighth, just fourteen years old this year, titled Rongwang.

Seeing that King Rong was about to walk to the end, he suddenly stopped and looked towards the corner.

"Brother Six Emperors."

King Rong seemed to see something funny, and his immature face was full of malice.

The person he called Brother Six Emperors stood in the corner.

It was just like a boy, dressed in mysterious clothes, with his head down.

He stood there extremely quietly. If King Rong hadn't made a sound, almost no one would have spotted him.

"Brother Six Emperors, sorry, you have been waiting for a long time, I forgot you are still down there."

There was nothing embarrassed in King Rong's words.

It's all bad mocking and contempt.

The young man stands quietly, is graceful and eye-catching.

He raised his head slightly.

When he showed his face, there was a faint gasp in the crowd.

Shocked by the boy's appearance.

The looks are stunning, and the eyes are clear.

The boy's face was sickly pale, and he pressed his lower lip lightly, with a somewhat obedient gentleness inexplicably.

However, his eyes were calm, like a doll without a soul.

Exquisite but only at the mercy of others.

His blushing lips lightly opened: "It won't get in the way."

The voice was crisp and gentle, and everyone felt calm.

However, King Rong seemed to have heard something extremely disgusting, and said with a bad attitude: "In this case, Brother Six Emperors go back by themselves, I won't send them to Brother Huang."

"Good." The boy responded.

King Rong snorted and then laughed again: "I watched Brother Huang go out."

The boy hesitated a little, then raised his foot and walked out.

King Rong immediately winked at the person next to him, and the guard quickly went downstairs and pushed him out the moment the boy walked out of the door.

Amid the low voices of the crowd outside, the boy fell to the ground, spreading out like ink and spreading out on the ground.

The black Xuanyi also spread out, dusting the ground.

The surrounding crowd suddenly pointed at him and muttered.

Seeing King Rong in the Juyuan Building, everyone immediately fell silent and did not dare to discuss any more, for fear of provoke the little demon of King Rong.

The emperor's connivance to this younger brother was a hundred thousand points.

The young man lay on the ground, his head hanging down, his black hair blocked his expression, and the palm of his sleeve was faintly bloodied.

King Rong strode out from inside and stepped on the back of the young man's hand.

He looked at the young man condescendingly: "Brother Six Emperors, walk carefully, why are you as soft and weak as those women, otherwise I will tell Brother Ming Emperor to marry Brother Six Emperors and find someone to take good care of you?"

What could be more insulting than saying that a man, like a girl, would marry him out?

It took a long time for the teenager to say: "No need..."

"Ah, that's boring." King Rong sighed childishly: "Okay, Brother Six Emperors can't bear me, and I can't bear Brother Six Emperors either."

King Rong left with a hearty laugh.

Juvenile palms are stiff.

"Are you okay?" A greasy hand stretched out in front of him.

The young man was stunned, and looked over with his hands. A young Taoist priest was holding a chicken leg and was looking at him with concern.

"It's okay." The young man avoided the Taoist's hand and stood up by himself.

The palms of his hands were all blood stains rubbed on the ground.

"Are you really all right?" The Taoist priest looked at him caringly.

"It's okay."

The young Taoist nodded and left in one direction.

The Taoist priest chased up: "Hey, wait, I tell you, your printing hall has been black recently, I see you are in disaster..."