Donggong Cangqiong's expression froze, and he immediately said: "No."
"No?" Zhonggong Tang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You're not thinking about dealing with Tang Luo, are you?"
Donggong Cangqiong showed a faint smile, hugged her shoulders tightly, and said: "How is this possible?"
Tang Luo in the middle palace lazily closed his eyes and said, "Brother Qianqiong must be nice to Tang Luo."
Donggong Cangqiong said patiently: "That's natural. Haven't I been good enough to you these days?"
"Okay, Brother Cangqiong is the best to Tang Luo." Zhonggong Tang Luo said with a smile.
Donggong Cangqiong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and heard her say again: "If brother Cangqiong is always so good, Tang Luo might be able to stay in Dongling for a little longer."
As soon as he finished speaking, Donggong Qianqiong gritted his teeth viciously. All women regarded him as a god, but this woman was the only one. In her eyes, she was a loser who could come and go as soon as he was called!
He admitted that this woman was indeed fascinating, but the humiliation half a month ago had made him no longer fall in love with her. Now he was trying to keep her because of his earth-bending skills.
An attendant hurried from the corridor, clasped his fists and bowed towards the east palace sky, saying: "Your Majesty, urgent report." After saying that, he took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over respectfully.
Donggong Cangqiong looked at the woman in his arms with concern. In the silence, the beauty opened her sleepy eyes, stood up slowly, and walked away step by step: "You go ahead, I'll go see Ming Ling." Donggong Cangqiong breathed a sigh of relief. There was one thing about Zhonggong Tang Luo that reassured him. Although she was the eldest princess of Zhongluo and held great power, she was indifferent to the political affairs of other countries. She did not have such huge ambitions as Donggong Cangqiong. As long as it had nothing to do with Zhonggong
Luo, even though the four countries were at war with each other, she didn't pay any attention to them.
Therefore, she will not care about what he will do or what plans he plans.
Seeing Tang Luo in the palace walking away, he stretched out his hand to take the letter, opened the paper, gently raised the corners of his lips and said, "That idiot finally got it done."
The guard frowned in confusion and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I heard that Hua Meiren is pregnant. She is... the child of King Beiming..."
The eyes of Donggong Cangqiong were cold, and he snorted softly, feeling eager to strive for success: "What kind of flower beauty?"
The guard was stunned for a moment and said: "It's... I wrote a letter to His Majesty..."
Donggong Cangqiong slowly crumpled the letter into a ball and said: "Is that bitch worthy of being my concubine?"
The guard quickly understood, lowered his head in agreement and said: "Yes, yes, she is the Royal Princess now."
Donggong Cangqiong threw the paper ball aside, and gently turned the sapphire finger on his thumb with the index finger of his left hand. He seemed to be in a good mood, and the corners of his lips were always curled up: "Okay, everything is going as planned, let's go on."<
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"Yes."
Beiming Kingdom, Royal Palace.
The setting sun falls, leaving only the faint light of the afterglow.
There was silence in Biluo Hall. Jingyue had just relayed the conversation between Chu Jiaoli and Hua Yuejin to Beigong Tengxiao, and saw that he was silent.
After standing for a full quarter of an hour, Jingyue couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, the concubine said not to interfere, what is your plan to do?"
Beigong Tengxiao breathed out softly and said: "Jiaotang is under the care of Prince Jin. It's not an important matter, but I don't know if the princess's actions will lead the snake out of the hole. At this time, I can't show any urgency and can only stay silent."
In the palace, ask Jing Ling to keep an eye on the princess's movements and not let her leave the palace. Follow the concubine and don't alert her."
