Feng Sihan and Feng Siting: Little brat, you can just tell me my name, why are you so insinuations?

Looking at the little bastard who had already grown to his shoulders when he was only eleven years old, Feng Sihan was heartbroken for a moment, staring straight at Feng Yuqi's eyes that were almost exactly the same as his own, and said solemnly: "Your mother and I have an affair at night.

Yes, not to mention the royal family, even the people are also responsible for the crime of being dipped in a pig cage. I am going to let her commit suicide. Do you want to be punished too?"

"Your Majesty is willing!" After saying this, the little prince lifted his robe and knelt down, with his straight back just barely having the word "Stubborn" written in capital letters and bold on it.

I originally planned to put the queen to death and combine it with my majestic imperial dragon power at this moment. It would definitely scare the little bastard so much that even if he didn't urinate on the spot, he would be too scared to show his face again. Unexpectedly, Feng Yuqi's neck was hit by a stick.

Don't hesitate to agree.

This little act of virtue, which was so virtuous for the Crown Prince, almost made Feng Sihan angry to death.

He now regrets agreeing to Qi Diaoyun to appoint Su Youzhi, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, as the Crown Prince and Tutor. This guy is well versed in literature and quick in thinking. He is a perfect prime minister reserve. If it weren't for being too upright, he offended him five years ago.

The Yu family should be serving in the Shangshu Province now. Over the years, he has been ostracized by countless people because he is upright and not afraid of power. No matter how talented he is, he can only squat in the Hanlin Academy and copy books.

In fact, even the current position of Chengzhi was promoted not long ago on Qi Diaoyun's suggestion. After all, he is still a Taifu.

Feng Sihan felt extremely depressed.

The concubines in the harem are valued by the mother and the son, and now he is valued by the father and the son. Feng Sihan gets heartbroken when he thinks of this kid, but if it weren't for him, someone else might have replaced the dragon chair under his butt.

If possible, Feng Sihan really wanted to kick this little bastard back to the cold palace and dress up as a woman. He would rather die to protect the queen in the middle of the night. When he was forced into the palace in Taihuan Palace before, he didn't see this little white-eyed wolf come out and say anything.

One sound.

At this moment, he had long forgotten his categorical order to Feng Yuqi to "not appear in front of others unless it was passed on to others."

He Xiaoman cast a glance at the emperor who was lashing out at his son, and said slowly: "I really don't know that catching people with evil intentions in the courtyard where I live is called a midnight secret meeting."

"It is true that capturing thieves in the courtyard is not a private meeting, but who knew how my sister and the prince got along before my sister and Long Live came here? After all, the maids, eunuchs, etc. are all my own people in my sister's palace, and I have to share the king's salary with him.

, naturally, they will tell you what my sister tells me."

Yu Qingxi really didn't want to miss this opportunity to overthrow the queen. Seeing the big eyes of the father and son over there, she had no choice but to go out and start the fight in person, and no longer pretended to be a plastic sisterly relationship with Yu Zhen.

"Haha, according to your logical inference, sister, what I eat is the emperor's salary, and what I share is naturally the emperor's worries. In the same way, what I express also represents the emperor's intention, so what do the maids and eunuchs say?

If it’s wrong, it’s also the emperor’s fault?”

At first glance, there is nothing wrong with this statement, but if you think about it carefully, not a word of it makes sense, yet you cannot argue with what the other party said.

"If you like to kneel, then kneel!"

Feng Sihan couldn't find a suitable place to go down the steps, and scolded the prince with a heavy face.

In this situation, the Queen cannot be killed for the time being, Feng Siting cannot be killed, and the Prince even more cannot be killed. What he, the emperor, has done is really aggrieved.

"Your Majesty!" Yu Qingxi stomped her feet and refused to obey. She finally caught the adulterer in the... courtyard. She would not be willing to tear the queen off from the throne!

After repeated blows, Yu Qingxi did not let others charge into the battle like the original plot development. She could sleep peacefully as long as she guarded her special effects blessed by white moonlight.

She knew the emperor's body well, and she knew her own body even better. Now the emperor misses his once lush hair every day, while she worries about her lush hair every day.

She dared not see the emperor without shaving.

Therefore, she must work hard to ascend to the throne before she can completely become the emperor's brother.

Once he becomes the queen, as long as he remembers the past friendship and her cautious behavior, the emperor will only meet her a few times, and he will never destroy another queen.

"Didn't you say you made pearl milk tea for me? If you don't drink it, it might get cold." Feng Sihan took Yu Qingxi's hand and walked out, saying in a cold voice without looking back: "Two groups of thieves within ten days.

After the payment is completed, I have approved your request. If it is overdue, the penalty will be doubled. Why don't you go back and suppress the bandits?"

With a smile on her lips, He Xiaoman looked up at the night sky. There were many stars and the summer night was slightly cool, but she just felt sick, very sick.

It is said that the hatred for killing one's father and the hatred for taking away one's wife are irreconcilable.

Feng Sihan, what else can't you tolerate?

"If you look at my mother like that again, I will pluck out your eyeballs!" The young man beside He Xiaoman who had stood up at some point screamed at Feng Siting, like a ferocious beast whose territory had been violated.

"Haha, little brat, if you are protecting her like this, do you still remember who your own mother is?" Feng Siting looked at He Xiaoman with a look that was like a snake's letter, dangerous, sticky, and disgusting.

He has no hope of getting the throne. His good plan collapsed because of this ignorant and stupid woman in front of him. If he didn't torture her to the point of regretting coming to this world, he wouldn't be called Feng Siting!

"Old bastard, Gu Zi remembers Gu Zi's biological mother, but you seem to have forgotten her identity." Feng Sihan was no longer in front of him, and Ah Qi completely tore off his disguise.

There seemed to be a strange fragrance in the air that was getting stronger and stronger. Feng Siting's face turned dark suddenly. He even forgot to say a word and turned around to leave in a hurry.

He Xiaoman had a black question mark on his face.

Ah Qi clapped his hands, as if shaking something off, with an undisguised smile on his white jade-like face: "The reason why the poisons of the Hundred Barbarians are so embarrassing to talk about is because they are all poisons with no cure.

What I just used was just a kind of fragrant powder, but he must think that I used some kind of powerful Baiman poison, after all, my mother is the Baiman Saint, and he can always find out if he is willing to investigate."

He Xiaoman laughed.

A person is good at conspiracy and plotting to poison others every day. Once any unknown situation occurs around him, he will immediately be frightened. As the saying goes, suspicion breeds ghosts. It can be seen that the law of nature is clear and retribution is not good, so it is better to do less harm to your heart.

good.

Ah Qi raised her head slightly and could see her smiling face.

He didn't tell her that although this kind of fragrant powder was not fatal, it would cause abdominal pain and make her need to go to the toilet immediately. Nowadays, the secret guards in the palace don't know much about it, secretly or overtly. I hope there won't be any news tomorrow that King Qin went to the palace in the middle of the night.

The heroic deeds of running away from home.
Chapter completed!