Quick time villain is sweet and wild

Chapter 311 Jun is sick (25)

Rong Huang felt that Qi Cong was simply a topic stopper.

So angry.

So Rong Huang didn't speak anymore.

For a moment, the only sound in the hall was the sound of wolf cubs playing with Taotao.

After a long time, the tea placed in front of Qi Cong was cold, Qi Cong glanced at Rong Huang, his voice was a little hoarse, "It's getting late, I'll go back first."

Rong Huang blinked and nodded slowly for a while.

Walk!go now!
But the king has kept all the accounts in the small book.

The evil you committed today will have to be paid back in the future.

At least [-] small jiojios and [-] rabbit bags should be washed for the king.

Otherwise, my king will be super angry, the kind that can't be coaxed well.

Qi Cong twitched the corners of his lips, wanted to say something, hesitated for a while, and finally didn't say anything.

The wolf cub was taken away by Qi Cong, and Rong Huang and a Taotao were left in the main hall of the huge Jinning Palace.

Rong Huang squeezed a candied fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, his words were a little unclear, "Taotao, why do I feel that he is hiding something from me?"

Every time he seemed hesitant to speak, it seemed that he had done something lacking in heart. Ah no, it was something I was sorry for her. He probably had a guilty conscience, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Are you afraid of being beaten?

This king is gentle and never hits anyone.

Taotao: I am a fierce beast that has been alone for more than 6000 years. Your Majesty, you are really asking the wrong person.

Rong Huang thought about going out of the palace to attend some old lady's birthday banquet in two days, and decided to stop by Feng Bingbing on the way back.

Then use gentleness to influence him and let him confess what he has done wrongly.
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Qi Cong came out of Jinning Palace with a gloomy expression all the way.

The wolf cub was held in his hand, and he didn't dare to move.

Eunuch Peng, who had been guarding the entrance of Heguan Palace, was a little surprised when he saw Qi Cong coming back from outside.

Isn't His Majesty always in the palace? !
But the surprise was the surprise, and Eunuch Peng hurriedly greeted him, "Your Majesty."

Qi Cong strode into the Hall of Heguan without pausing.

There was a gust of wind during the brisk walk.

The breath of strangers should not enter can be felt from far away.

Eunuch Peng had already stepped into the threshold with one foot, so he quickly took it back and stood outside the hall, as quiet as a chicken.

"Peng Yi." The emperor's cold voice came from the hall.

Eunuch Peng hurried in.

"Get ready, I'm leaving the palace."

Qi Cong had already changed out of his simple and unadorned straight body, and put on a wide-sleeved robe with embroidered cloud patterns on the neckline and cuffs. The jade crown was black in the same color as the robe, and the style was exquisite and restrained.

Seeing that Qi Cong was dressed so formally, Eunuch Peng thought he was going to visit some minister's house privately, and said, "The servant, go and get ready."

Half an hour later, the young and handsome emperor and Eunuch Peng stood at the door of a certain bookstore in the capital, dressed in casual clothes.

From the moon to the middle of the sky, the bookstore has already closed the door, and there is an iron general on the door.

Duke Peng and the second monk were puzzled as to what His Majesty was doing here at night.

There are tens of thousands of books in the Royal Library, whether they are books in recent years or rare rare copies in the early years.

What kind of books can this big book shop have?

Eunuch Peng was bought into the palace when he was very young, so he naturally didn't know that not all books sold in a bookstore like the one in front of him were academic books.

There are many boudoir girls or married women who like to send their maidservants to this place to pick out some books for entertainment.

Qi Cong once heard from Prime Minister Huai that he found several books about love and romance under the pillow of his youngest son who had just turned 12 this year.

(End of this chapter)