Chapter 331 Where did the witch come from? Eyes conveying affection
Wait until the man's figure, blocked by the door frame, appeared completely in front of Tao Wanyin.
Everything else in front of her became gray, and even the light around her seemed to be sucked away by this man.
Zhao Minghong stood under the light, the anger on his face not yet gone, and he met the eyes of the person who was looking up at him blankly under the steps.
Tao Wanyin was still panting rapidly and could no longer see anything around her.
Only then did her heart return to its true place, no longer floating in the void.
The emperor and Ji Qingwu in the room suddenly calmed down when they saw King Yong who was chasing and kicking Su Fengyue. He seemed to have nowhere to put his hands and feet, and even scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
Ji Qingwu happened to be standing on the opposite side of the door. I don’t know who King Yong saw. After all, even the presence of the emperor did not calm him down.
She curiously exposed her head and looked outside, then immediately retracted.
It turned out to be Princess Yong who came over.
No wonder King Yong was like a arrogant and irritable lion just now. Now he is completely quiet, but he is not completely honest either. He is scratching left and right as if there are fleas on his body.
Zhao Minghong took a step back, and in the dark where Princess Yong could not see, he quickly straightened the golden crown on his head, and hurriedly patted the shoe prints on his shoulders. Seeing that the skirt of his clothes was not neat, he wanted to untie it Belt, straighten the collar.
Emperor Wu Su glanced at King Yong coldly.
Zhao Minghong stiffened and regained some of his majesty as a prince.
The smile on Ji Qingwu’s lips couldn’t help but expand again and again.
King Yong hadn't recognized who the strange maid in front of him was, and thought it was a hidden stake planted by the emperor around Su Xiang.
He coughed with his hands behind his back and said sternly to her: "I ask you, what is so funny about you?"
Ji Qingwu restrained himself slightly and smiled.
He said loudly: "My lord, it's ridiculous, of course it's because it's funny."
Zhao Minghong pretended to be angry and said: "Do you smile well? Just laugh!"
In the blink of an eye, a teacup flew towards King Yong and hit him squarely on the crown of his newly tied hair.
How could celadon be as hard as a gold crown? It suddenly shattered on top of his head, with pieces of porcelain flying everywhere.
Zhao Minghong couldn't laugh at all now, and watched with trembling eyes as Emperor Wu Su took the maid's waist.
After whispering something in her ear, the smile on her lips immediately retracted and she tightened her lips.
Where did this witch come from!
Zhao Minghong had mixed feelings, although he hoped in his heart that the emperor could forget his fifth cousin who was married to the Wei family.
But not long after, another maid appeared.
He was sighing with emotion at the emperor's iron tree, which was considered to be thousands of years old, and it was blooming. This one, that one, connected into a piece.
Tao Wanyin outside the door heard the sound of broken porcelain pieces, and ran in panic holding up her skirt.
As she got closer, she finally saw clearly what King Yong looked like at this moment.
The clothes are dirty, wrinkled and stained with dust, the golden crown is crooked, and there are a few strands of hair scattered. I don’t know who I fought with, and my hands seem to have been seriously injured.
But Tao Wanyin felt that his messy and unruly appearance made her unable to look away.
The eyes looking at her were bright and warm, shining into her heart.
Zhao Minghong suddenly saw Tao Wanyin walking in front of him, and his expression instantly changed to a deep one. Those deep and affectionate eyes were almost going to drown anyone.
Ji Qingwu couldn't help but glance over and let out a light hiss.
Zhao Minghong's behavior in front of the princess is really a template for affectionate love.
Her distraction was immediately caught by someone, a big palm pressed her delicate neck, and with a little force, she was forced to turn back.
Ji Qingwu lost the right to watch Yongwang and his wife express their affection, she muttered in a low voice.
“Let’s see there’s no missing piece of meat.”
Zhao Mingyan’s fingers turned to pinch her soft cheek flesh and shook it. Ji Qingwu immediately changed his mind: "I won't read it."
But the soft flesh on the right side of her face still briefly lost its sovereignty.
Ever since Princess Yong ran to him, Zhao Minghong no longer noticed what was happening around him.
Before he spoke, his eyes turned red, his voice became hoarse, and his throat was tight, as if he had been filled with sand.
Su Fengyue's words were like a heavy hammer, hammering into the bottom of his heart.
Even though the old guy had been captured and death was waiting for him, King Yong still felt that it was not enough to satisfy his hatred.
How old was his Wanyin at that time? He was still at an innocent and innocent age. He didn’t know anything yet and didn’t know that he would meet him in the future
Zhao Minghong thought of the past. Thinking of the wedding night.
He should be more gentle, he should not walk away, he should not let this face be covered with tears, there are too many things he should not do
Yong Wang really wants to praise him Tao Wanyin's face, but then she remembered that this hand had touched that old man Su Fengyue.
He put his right hand behind his back, fearing that she would notice something strange about him.
At this time, Zhao Minghong understood why the maid said that there was insufficient evidence to accuse Su Fengyue.
The scar that was originally healed will only be bloody when opened again.
Such evidence comes at the cost of tearing the wound.
Zhao Minghong had thousands of words stuck in his throat, and his heart ached terribly.
He squeezed for a long time before he managed to say a word.
"Why are you here?"
Tao Wanyin realized that her behavior was a little out of line.
In the middle of the night, regardless of the curfew rules, he broke into the prime minister's mansion, which was surrounded by guards in black.
She lowered her head and said, "I'm just worried about your lordship, whether I have delayed him from doing business, or that I was rash."
Zhao Minghong said: "I don't mean to blame you."
His arms stretched out stiffly, encircling the person, and his heart beat like a drum.
Tao Wanyin's body also shook.
His hand was patting her back with a strong sense of comfort. It was the same feeling as her mother patting her to sleep in her memory, even gentler.
Tao Wanyin half-closed her eyes, then suddenly opened them wide again.
If she remembered correctly, when she ran in, there were two people standing on the other side of the room, but seeing that they were dressed like servants, she didn't pay much attention.
Being intimate in front of outsiders, Tao Wanyin's face was thin, and the back of her ears was stained red. She struggled slightly.
Zhao Minghong noticed her reluctance and immediately let her go, for fear of making her feel uncomfortable.
He moved his hand away so quickly that it made Tao Wanyin's head spin, and the feeling of being cherished disappeared all of a sudden.
There was an indescribable reluctance in her heart.
Zhao Minghong's eyes fell on her face. Tao Wanyin glanced at her and lowered her head. The air at the moment was too silent.
The two people over there didn't know what they were doing, and they didn't make any sound.
After a while, Tao Wanyin asked softly.
"Your Majesty, when will you return home?"
Zhao Minghong looked across and coughed lightly, trying to get Emperor Wu Su's consent.
Only then was Ji Qingwu's cheek flesh able to be rescued.
Just now it seemed that the emperor was treating it as some kind of fun stress-relieving toy, squeezing and flicking it, and having a great time.
Coming
(End of this chapter)