Chapter 293

"what do you mean!"

Yan Mingrui's face turned dark immediately, what's wrong with him?

Why couldn't Zhao Qingcheng pick him... as an adulterer?
"Ahem, ahem, you misunderstood, I mean... I thought Zhao Qingcheng must cherish a romantic talent like King Ding with all his heart."

Ruo Lanlan pinched the letter uncomfortably, and Yan Mingrui became even more unhappy:
"Okay, you don't have to mock me, I'm not interested in that kind of hypocritical woman."

In particular, he was deeply impressed by the aggrieved look on Zhao Qingcheng's face after the close contact with him in the night of the assassin.

Ruo Lanlan lowered her head amusedly, who made fun of him?

In the original book, they were clearly in love with each other, and their love was stronger than gold, so why didn't he think Zhao Qingcheng was hypocritical at that time?

No matter how Yan Mingrui looked at it, he felt that Ruo Lanlan's smile was mocking him, so he took back the letter paper and threw it into the incense burner:

"Don't talk about those useless things, what are your plans?"

"I'm planning, of course I have... However, I haven't thought about your part yet."

Ruo Lanlan raised the corners of her mouth and told Yan Mingrui very honestly.

"Hmph, you should worry about yourself first, I will take care of it myself."

Yan Mingrui felt inexplicably unhappy, turned around and jumped onto the rafter.

He comes and goes easily...

Ruo Lanlan tightened her clothes, why did she suddenly feel that she had no privacy?

……

In Fengzao Palace, there was a burst of buzzing and bells.

Yan Mingxi looked impatiently at the rumored Tianshi Li shaking the bell, dancing around a red cloth embroidered with all kinds of weird symbols while dancing in circles.

Zhao Qingcheng looked worried, looking at Master Tian from time to time.

Ruo Lanlan was persuaded by Xia Cao to sit opposite Tianshi and watch him dance the Great God.

It's just that the more she watched, the more sleepy she became, and she couldn't help yawning. Zhao Qingcheng found this celestial master somewhere.

Yawning seemed to be contagious, and Yan Mingxi couldn't help but yawn as well, wondering why he, a majestic king of a country, would sit here and watch something like this.

"Brother Emperor!"

Yan Mingrui suddenly jumped out from behind him and shouted, Li Tianshi was startled by him, almost threw the bell in his hand.

"puff."

Yan Mingrui laughed, and pushed Yan Mingxi while laughing:
"Is this the tall man that the imperial concubine said?"

Yan Mingxi was greatly ashamed, glared at Zhao Qingcheng and wanted to leave with Yan Mingrui.

At this time, Tianshi Li suddenly made a "squeak" sound, spitting fire from his mouth, and lit a piece of talisman paper. Before he could say anything else, Yan Mingrui interrupted with ill intentions:
"Hey, fire-breathing? I will too. I saw it at the jugglers in the market outside the palace..."

Li Tianshi had a mouthful of old blood in his heart, and swallowed the strong wine in his mouth, causing a burning pain from his throat to his stomach.

He suppressed the tears from the pain, and gestured with the mahogany sword with his hand:
"Monster! Where can I escape!"

"Monsters? There are monsters in the palace! Oh, my king thought that under the threat of the emperor's dragon aura, no evil spirits or heretics would dare to enter the palace. I never expected..."

Yan Mingruifeng kept talking sarcasticly, Zhao Qingcheng was so angry that he almost pinched blood on his palm.

Yan Mingxi frowned slightly, but she felt that what he said was somewhat reasonable. If he breathed fire and was called a monster, where did the truth come from?
Li Tianshi didn't expect that he would have to deal with such a vicious prince when he entered the palace, so he immediately knelt down:
"Caomin dare not lie to the emperor. The empress's illness is indeed caused by evil spirits, which made her lose her normal character..."

"Your majesty, the celestial master has already entered the palace, why don't you let him try it, maybe he can cure the empress, which is also a merit."

Zhao Qingcheng resisted the urge to scratch Yan Mingrui's hateful smiling face, and coaxed Yan Mingxi gently.

"Forget it, tell me, what kind of evil is haunting the Queen?"

(End of this chapter)

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