The almighty crazy concubine is tough on the audience, and the prince passes the knife behind him

"Have you met the Imperial Master?" Cheng Qingqing asked again.

Daxing's Imperial Master is the senior brother of Qinglin Lao Dao. I heard that the two people have a good relationship, so they must be the same species. Now that she has destroyed Qinglin Demon Dao, this Imperial Master must have a grudge against her.

Mentioning this national master, Yan Guangan's eyes were a little solemn, "The national master Yuan Ling is mysterious and powerful. Unless the royal family has important matters and he is required to preside over ceremonies, he rarely appears in front of others."

"I know." After getting what she wanted, she stood up and said before leaving: "Help find a few trustworthy people and deliver it to Bafang Garden."

"Yes!"

When she walked out of Shunyi Teahouse, she didn't know where Dongxue had sent the carriage. Just walk back slowly by yourself and take a look at the scenery in Zhongyun City.

As she passed an alley, she heard someone calling her, "Princess, here!"

Cheng Qingqing turned around and saw that Dongxue had parked the car at the edge of the alley.

"Let's go back!"

She was about to get into the carriage when she suddenly heard a noise in the street.

"Princess Jinghua's chariot is coming, almost kneel down!"

Cheng Qingqing turned around and saw that all the bustling people on the street had retreated to both sides of the road and knelt down. She was the only one standing abruptly next to the carriage.

Her eyes turned cold. A mere princess driving a car actually made the common people kneel down in front of her?

Although she was thinking this, she still asked Dongxue to move the car away, "Return the carriage to the alley!"

"Yes." Dongxue said.

As soon as the carriage came out of the alley, it was easy to go back.

At this time, Princess Jinghua's chariot had already arrived. A dozen guards were riding in front to clear the way. Their long whips made a "crack" sound. When the people heard the sound, they trembled in their hearts and pressed their heads. Lower.

Seeing Cheng Qingqing standing at the entrance of the alley without kneeling, a guard immediately shouted: "Bold pariah, how dare you not kneel when you see the princess driving?"

Cheng Qingqing looked at these people coldly and said nothing? Not even kneeling down.

The guard was angry and swung his whip towards her head.

"Crack!" The whip sounded loudly.

Cheng Qingqing stretched out her hand and easily grabbed the tail of the whip. With a little force, the guard was pulled off the horse's back before she dared to resist, and fell heavily to the ground.

"boom--"

What happened suddenly shocked Princess Jinghua's guards. They got off their horses and rushed over with swords drawn, surrounding Cheng Qingqing.

"Who is so bold? How dare you assassinate the princess!"

Seeing this, Dongxue quickly ran out and protected her master, "You guys are talking nonsense, my master is not an assassin!"

How could these guards listen to her? Ordered people to be arrested.

"Hmph! You still dare to quibble? Take them all away!"

"Princess Jinghua's dog is so majestic!" Cheng Qingqing said in a cold voice, looking at the luxurious chariot.

The translucent veil was dancing, and the two figures sitting on it were looming, but Cheng Qingqing could see clearly.

I saw that the two people were half-dressed, and they were rubbing each other's hair together. You were feeling strong and I was feeling strong.

Suddenly feeling Cheng Qingqing's gaze, he quickly separated and gathered his clothes.

"You bitch, you dare to disturb Her Highness the Princess, drag her down and chop her down." A feminine man's voice came from the drive.

"You can't do this!" Dongxue also pulled out her sword and said without fear: "My master is Princess Jing'an of Fengjin Kingdom. Who dares to touch her?"

Hearing this, the guards surrounding them were stunned and did not dare to take action rashly again. But seeing them dressed in ordinary clothes, I was dubious.

"So you are Cheng Qingqing?" Princess Jinghua finally spoke, her voice soft and charming.

"The majestic Princess Jing'an, who dares to pretend to be her?" Dong Xue took out a token of the Prince Jing'an Palace and held it up in front of the guards, "You have all seen it clearly."

"Since it is Princess Jing'an, will you all withdraw?" Princess Jinghua asked again.

"As ordered!"

The guards then put away their weapons and remounted their horses.

When the car passed by Cheng Qingqing, his eyes met with Princess Jinghua's.

Although they were separated by gauze curtains, both of them saw the coldness in each other's eyes.

Cheng Qingqing looked at Zhu Jia going away. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt a familiar aura.

This is impossible! She had only been in Chiyuan Continent for more than two months, how could she know Princess Jinghua?

Could it be...the man sitting with her?

Dongxue was also secretly relieved. Fortunately, Princess Jinghua was quite reasonable and didn't embarrass them.

"Princess, let's go back!"

"Yeah." Cheng Qingqing looked back and found that many people were looking at her in surprise.

"Let's go back!"

They both got in the car and headed back the way they came.

******

Back in Bafang Garden, Cheng Qingqing saw a silk invitation on the table in front of Li Beimo.

"Did the palace send an invitation?"

Li Beimo nodded, "Emperor Daxing will hold a banquet in the palace tomorrow to welcome the distinguished guests from the six countries."

"I'm afraid it will be another Hongmen Banquet." Cheng Qingqing sat opposite him and told him about her encounter with Princess Jinghua today.

"Princess Jinghua and Prince Daxing are both descendants of the empress. She is deeply favored by Emperor Daxing. She is not only a womanizer, but also a very ambitious woman. We must be careful about what she does in the future."

Li Beimo curled his lips slightly, "Are you worried that I will be taken away?"

"I'm not worried." Cheng Qingqing poured herself a cup of tea, picked it up and drank it slowly.

"Don't worry, Qingqing! No one in this world can take me away except you." Li Beimo put down the pen in his hand and lovingly smoothed the broken hair from her forehead.

"No one can take what's mine. If it's not mine, whoever wants to take it will take it." Cheng Qingqing said calmly.

"It seems that my beloved concubine went out today because she was angry." Li Beimo sat next to her and gently held her hand, "Next time you meet that princess, I will help you vent your anger for me."

Cheng Qingqing was amused, "You dare to make me angry? I usually fight back on the spot. How can revenge be so easy without the help of others?"

"That's true."

Li Beimo lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead. "In five days, it will be our birthday. What gift do you want? My husband will definitely find it for you."

"Our birthday?" Cheng Qingqing thought about it carefully and found out that the original owner was born on the 21st of the winter month.

"The 21st of Winter Moon is my birthday, how come it becomes ours?" she asked in confusion.

Li Beimo smiled faintly, "Winter Moon 22 is my birthday. Qingqing, we are really a match made in heaven. Even our birthdays are so close. We will celebrate birthdays together in the future."

Cheng Qingqing was stunned, what a coincidence!

She put down the cup in her hand, "I'm sixteen, are you eighteen?"

"Well, Qingqing, we are not young anymore." Li Beimo put his hand on her little face. The skin was so smooth and smooth that he couldn't help but pinch it lightly.