A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

Wu Qing's smile faded. If it only involved her, he would let Wan Chuan do what he wanted. In the end, she would put an end to it and kill Wan Chuan by the way. But if it became a diplomatic issue, the old emperor would have to stand up for him for the sake of the dynasty's face.

People who want to take advantage of her Mei family are really brave!

"Has anyone seen the Imperial Master getting interested?" Wu Qing asked, raising his voice.

"I didn't see it! I was sweeping the floor with all my heart, and a ball of meat flew out!" A member of the tribe holding a broom looked innocent in his eyes.

"I didn't see it either. I was preparing breakfast for the prince. I was frightened by the crow of the chicken. I thought the chicken had escaped from the cage. I was so scared!" A member of the tribe was carrying a rag. He patted his chest seriously.

"Not even the little one. With such an unpleasant voice, I thought I had seen a ghost!" The servants started talking in a flurry. When they heard these words, they knew who had trained the subordinates. They didn't use curse words when they cursed people. , but the person is so angry that his teeth are itching!

Wan Chuan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Of course he knew that it was Wan Rousha who was cheating on Huang Yin, but today he had to turn white into black no matter what!

Just as Wan Chuan was about to quibble, a powerful shout rose from the ground: "I saw it! It was Wan Rousha who forced the imperial master!"

It’s Wan Roushaqiang’s Imperial Master!

Strengthen the national master!

The lingering sound lingers endlessly!

The legendary thunder! A group of grass-mud horses galloped past merrily, smoke and dust billowed, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed!

puff! If Wu Qing was drinking, he would probably spit it out in one sip.

What? Wan Rousha forces herself on Huang Yin? This... this... this...

Catching a glimpse of Huang Yin's faintly dark handsome face, Wu Qing laughed unceremoniously: "Ah haha! Woe, when did you like to be the one below? Tsk tsk! This taste is really strong!"

Huang Yin actually encountered a strong man! This scourge, who has a beautiful face but is full of evil, who deceives people to death without repaying their lives, is actually the one who was raped. Although it was unsuccessful, it was still amazing! Wan Rousha is worthy of being a military commander, she is so tough!

"Hey, Wan Rousha, if you are so lucky, it won't be unfair even if you die immediately! Hahahaha!" The more he thought about it, the harder Wuqing laughed and couldn't stop.

"Xiao Qing'er, take it slow, it will hurt you if you choke." At some point, Huang Yin had floated to Wu Qing's side, gently patted her back with one hand, and calmed her breathing, her tone was soft and gentle, but Wu Qing could not help feeling that there were gusts of sinister wind around him.

"Ahem, disaster," Wu Qing tried his best to straighten his expression, straightened up, and looking at Huang Yin's face as moist as the spring breeze, she burst out laughing again, "Aha! Hey, disaster, it's not me. I don’t want to give you face, but I can’t stop, hahahaha!” Looking at the face of the person who made her deflate, it’s no wonder she is unhappy!

Seeing Wu Qing laughing with tears in his eyes, the servants wailed in their hearts. Master, what an image! You are graceful, calm and indifferent, and you have the image of a leisurely king!

However, the master is the master, and he smiles so freely. Although he is a little arrogant, he is still elegant.

However, they have never seen Wu Qing smile so heartily. They would not believe it if the Imperial Master and Wu Qing had no ulterior relationship, and they would deduct all their wages!

"Who are you? How dare you slander my daughter!" Wan Chuan pointed at the blockbuster servant and yelled. There are all Wuqing people here. Even if what he said is true, he can't testify. What is he afraid of? ?

"You dare to scold me?" The "domestic servant"'s momentum did not decrease at all, and he spat back in one breath. Hearing this voice, Wu Qing's eyes suddenly became strange, and he looked him up and down silently.

Not only did his majesty have no effect on a "domestic servant", but he also scolded him back. Wan Chuan couldn't hold on to his face anymore: "You are so bold and evil slave! How dare you disrespect me! Your Majesty, you can't handle this matter like that!"

"Bah! Keep your dog eyes wide open and see clearly who I am!" the "house servant" spat, even more arrogant than Wan Chuan.

With smoke rising from Wan Chuan's head, who could this young man wearing coarse linen clothes and a face covered with dirt be?

"I will teach you, this ungrateful slave, a lesson for the prince today!" Raising his hand, Wan Chuan was about to slap him down.

Snapped! The slap was louder than slapping a mosquito. Wan Chuan covered his face in disbelief and glared at the "domestic servant". His slap failed and was slapped back instead.

"Wan Chuan, you are so brave! You actually hit me on the head. Where did you put the general's mansion?" The "domestic servant" is majestic, and the villain is the first to complain.

Zhenguo General's Mansion! Those five words made Wan Chuan hold back his anger. This tone, this self-proclaimed person, and the person who dares to use the name of General Ling...

"What? You don't believe it?" Seeing Wan Chuan's doubtful face, the servant wiped his face and announced his family name proudly, "I am the eldest grandson of Zhenguo General's Mansion, the former dandy leader of Meidu, Ling That’s right!"

Wu Qing stroked her forehead, and with this tone, she knew it was Ling Zhihong, a third-generation official! But with his chicken coop-like forehead and charcoal-like face, there were only two bright black eyes, and he looked like a rag picker. Not to mention Wan Chuan, even she almost couldn't recognize him!

Ling Zhihong is so full of energy, it seems that he is living well during this period. To be honest, she almost forgot about this guy...

"Ling... Young Master Ling? Why are you... here?" Wan Chuan stuttered. How could Ling Zhihong, the second generation ancestor, appear in Prince Qing's Mansion? And still with such a respectable appearance!

"It's none of your business how much I love you!" Ling Zhihong never gives anyone face, the world is big and his own grandfather is the biggest in the court! He was used to doing evil under the care of the old general, and Wan Chuan was nothing to him!

Wan Chuan's face turned green. In addition to having a lot of soldiers and being the father-in-law of the old emperor, General Ling was also a peak Dailan magician. He didn't dare to provoke him easily before, let alone Wan Rousha's loss of military power. after?

"Prime Minister Wan, you have also heard that Ling Qianjin wants to force the imperial master, so what should I do?" Wu Qing asked, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.

"He's talking nonsense!" Wan Rousha, who had been silent all this time, shouted. No matter what, she must get one of Huang Yin and Wu Qing!

"If the former general wants someone to take responsibility, it is better for me to be respectful than obey your orders!" Who knew that Wu Qing not only did not dismiss it, but actually said such a sentence out of nowhere.

Ling Zhihong was surprised. When did his master become so easy to talk to?

Of course...it's impossible! If Wu Qing can speak easily, God will drop gold, silver and jewelry. It was just that she had been delayed by the father and daughter for long enough. She was hungry and wanted to finish the matter early and go have breakfast.

"With the general's appearance, I believe someone will be responsible for you," Wu Qing said with a smile, "Come here, strip the former general naked and throw him out to me!"

Don’t ladies in the boudoir like to throw hydrangeas to choose a husband? She threw the bride away today, was she still the kind of person who was afraid that she would not be able to choose a responsible person?

"Yes! Your Majesty!" The members of the Moyan Pavilion who were squatting aside to watch the show responded in unison and surrounded Wan Rousha.

"Mei Wuqing, how dare you!" Wan Rousha was shocked, but she didn't have the slightest fear. They were just a few servants, and she didn't take them seriously!

However, there was no room for her to resist at all. She didn't even use the cultivation skills she was proud of. She could barely see the movements of the Moyan Pavilion members, and Wan Rousha's clothes flew all over the floor.

Not allowing her to scream, a group of people pinched her neck and shook her, and a beautiful parabola slid out of the outer wall.

"Ah!" The muffled sound of landing and the panicked shouts were intertwined, making it a mess.

"You! You!" Wan Chuan was so excited by such a blatant move that he almost collapsed.

"I'm fine, no need to greet you," Wu Qing waved her hand. Suddenly, her phoenix eyes narrowed, and a coldness filled her lips, "It's just a member of the Ten Thousand Family, but a clown!"

She doesn't have as many scruples as the old emperor, and she can do whatever she wants. The survival of the Wan family is just a matter of her frivolous words. What does it matter if she offends Wan Chuan?

The same dazzling smile, the cold words, the arrogance like the master of the world, the pressure that tightens the heart, the strong... murderous aura!

right! It’s murderous! It's like the bloody breath coming from the Shura Field!

Wanchuan was as cold as an ice cellar, his neck felt like it was being strangled, and he could hardly breathe. However, the person in front of me is obviously just a "young man" under twenty! How could there be such terrifying murderous intent?

"Ah! Don't come here! You untouchables, get out of here! Don't touch...ah!" Wan Rousha's scream came from outside. Only then did Wan Chuan recover from the panic in his heart and no longer care. Not thinking anything, he turned around and rushed out.

"Your Majesty, what should I do with the betrothal gift at the door?" a member of the tribe asked.

"Take it and donate it to the brothel." Wu Qing ordered without thinking.

Ling Zhihong's face twitched. He had also heard the rumors outside. Ten thousand taels of silver and countless gold and silver jewelry were thrown out of Wuqing with just one sentence, and he was sent to a brothel!

Isn’t this too wasteful? But this company’s failure is too artistic, right? Wan Chuan's betrothal gift for his daughter's engagement was sent to a brothel. Doesn't that mean she married into a brothel? Now it’s okay if he doesn’t become the biggest laughing stock in the capital!

However, what is even more cruel is yet to come: "Send ten thousand taels of gold to the Prime Minister's Mansion for me, and tell him that I am willing to take responsibility. These are the alimony for the rest of his life for his brain-dead daughter. If you want to marry, just find another house." This king is very tolerant."

Didn't Wan Chuan want to use ten thousand taels of silver to show the generosity of the Prime Minister's house? Do you want to kill her with money? Then let him take a closer look at what it means to be truly wealthy!

Ling Zhihong took a breath, ten thousand taels of gold! As soon as you open your mouth, it's like a thousand taels of gold! Even for the General's Mansion, it would take them a long time to come up with this amount of money, but Wu Qing didn't even tremble his eyebrows!

So, how deep is the foundation of Qingwangfu?