Lose 100 million today

The Taoist priest and Princess Cheng said it was done.

But when Princess Cheng went to Chu Zheng to settle the score, she was beaten out by Chu Zheng before she could even say a few words.

What's so good about this?

This clearly hasn’t changed at all!

Princess Cheng wanted to settle accounts with a Taoist priest, but she couldn't find him anywhere.

Why doesn’t Princess Cheng understand that she has been deceived?

Princess Cheng was so angry that she went to several Taoist priests, but in the end there was no result.

Chuzheng did whatever she was supposed to do.

Princess Cheng and Chu Zheng went through several rounds, and each time they were defeated miserably.

"Mother."

Cheng Xiao was furious.

"She hit me, but it still hasn't healed yet? Is this the end of it?"

Princess Cheng quickly comforted her daughter: "Mom feels sorry for you too, but the one in the south courtyard is really weird."

"She must be possessed." Cheng Xiao pouted: "She used to be like this, a weak gust of wind could blow her down, but now she dares to do it."

Cheng Xiao continued: "I've heard that people who are possessed by evil spirits will have their temperament change drastically, become stronger, or be able to do things they didn't know before. She must be possessed by evil spirits!"

"Also, mother, last time she came back, she was wearing clothes from Xiujinfang. They were new models. Where did she come from?"

Princess Cheng didn't pay attention, but she remembered it after hearing what Cheng Xiao said.

"She shouldn't have much money on her..." Princess Cheng said, "After the prince left, I kept the key to the palace's treasury. I haven't given her any money in the past few months."

"Mom, you said..." Cheng Xiao grabbed Princess Cheng's hand: "Isn't she having a private meeting with a man outside?"

Princess Cheng's face changed slightly: "Don't talk nonsense about this."

"Then where do you think her clothes came from? A man must have bought them for her!"

Princess Cheng was thoughtful.

After a moment, Princess Cheng patted the back of Cheng Xiao's hand: "Don't worry about this, it's time to enter the palace soon... Did Qinghe get back the clothes he sent last time?"

Cheng Xiao pouted and looked sarcastic: "She said it was dirty and asked Qing He to wash it off. She thought so well, but Qing He just threw it there."

"Let Qinghe wash it off."

"mother?"

"Mom has her own opinion."

"……Oh well."

-

"...Qinghe, what are you doing standing in front of the lady's courtyard, and what harm do you want to do?"

Lu Zhu opened the courtyard door and saw Qing He standing at the door, looking at her warily.

Miss... has been acting a little weird recently, but thinking that these people now dare not bully Miss casually, she also feels that Miss's change seems good.

"You..." Qing He wanted to get angry, but thinking of what the owner of the yard had done recently, he endured it and said, "These are the clothes from last time. They have been washed."

Qing He stuffed the clothes into Lv Zhu's hands and left in a hurry.

Before Luzhu could look through it, the clothes were taken away by a plain white hand.

"Miss, this is what they sent here last time." Luzhu took a step back and bowed: "I'm going to let you... wear it when you enter the palace."

The palace attire when entering the palace is very particular and cannot be the same as usual.

"No more." Chuzheng threw the clothes back into Lvzhu's arms: "Throw them away."

"ah?"

What don't you wear?

You can't wear the old ones, right?

This will make people laugh!

"Throw it away." Chu Zheng said decisively.

Lu Zhu was not used to Chu Zheng's behavior at first, but now she is basically used to Chu Zheng's cold demeanor.

The lady doesn’t need to be bullied...that’s great!

-

Juyuan Tower.

The young man in white walked down on the handrail, followed by many guards, and no one around him dared to look directly at him.

The young man raised his chin proudly, his slightly immature face full of contempt and disdain.

This is the younger brother of the current emperor, ranked eighth. He is just fourteen years old this year and has the title of King Rong.

Seeing that King Rong was about to reach the end, he suddenly stopped and looked towards the corner.

"Brother Sixth Emperor."

King Rong seemed to have seen something interesting, and his immature face showed an interesting and malicious look.

The man he called Sixth Emperor Brother stood in the corner.

He just looked like a young man, dressed in black clothes and with his head lowered.

He stood there extremely quietly. If King Rong hadn't made a sound, almost no one would have noticed him.

"Brother Liuhuang, I'm sorry, you have been waiting for a long time. I forgot that you are still down there."

There was no embarrassment in King Rong’s words.

It's all bad ridicule and contempt.

The young man stood quietly and gracefully, attracting attention.

He raised his head slightly.

The moment he revealed his appearance, the crowd gasped.

I was shocked by the boy's appearance.

The appearance is stunning, and the eyebrows are clear.

The young man's face was a little sickly pale, and he pursed his lower lip slightly, with an inexplicable gentleness.

However, his eyes were calm, like a soulless doll.

Exquisite but can only be manipulated by others.

His bright red lips parted slightly: "It's okay."

The voice was clear and gentle, which made people feel calm.

King Ranrong seemed to have heard something extremely disgusting, and said with a bad attitude: "In that case, please go back by yourself, Brother Sixth Emperor, and I won't see Brother Emperor off."

"Okay." The young man agreed.

King Rong snorted coldly, then laughed again: "I watched the emperor go out."

The young man hesitated slightly and then walked out.

King Rong immediately winked at the person beside him, and the guard quickly went downstairs and pushed the young man out the moment he walked out of the door.

Amidst the low shouts of the crowd outside, the young man fell to the ground, and his long hair spread out and spread on the ground.

The black Xuanyi also spread out, collecting dust on the ground.

The crowd around him immediately pointed at him and muttered.

Seeing King Rong in the Juyuan Building, everyone immediately fell silent and did not dare to talk anymore for fear of offending the little devil named King Rong.

The emperor was extremely indulgent towards his younger brother.

The young man was lying on the ground, his head lowered, his black hair blocking his expression, and there were faint blood stains on the palms between his sleeves.

King Rong strode out of it and stepped on the back of the young man's hand.

He looked at the young man condescendingly: "Brother Sixth Emperor, please be careful when you walk. Why are you like those women, weak and weak? Otherwise, I will tell Brother Sixth Emperor to marry Brother Sixth Emperor away and find someone to take good care of you?"

What could be more insulting than to say that a man, like a girl, should be married off?

It took a while for the young man to say: "No need..."

"Ah, that's not interesting." Prince Rong sighed childishly: "Well, Brother Sixth Emperor can't let go of me, and I can't let go of Brother Sixth Emperor."

King Rong laughed happily and left.

The boy's palms were stiff.

"Are you okay?" A greasy hand stretched out in front of him.

The young man was stunned for a moment and looked over at the hands. A young Taoist priest was holding a chicken leg and looking at him with concern.

"It's okay." The young man avoided the Taoist priest's hand and stood up on his own.

The palms of his hands were covered with blood stains scraped from the ground.

"Are you really okay?" The Taoist priest looked at him with concern.

"fine."

The young man nodded to the Taoist priest and left in one direction.

The Taoist priest chased after him: "Hey, wait a minute, I'm telling you, your hall has turned dark recently, I think you are in trouble..."