Tyrant's White Moonlight Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

Zixiu finally woke up.

He was very surprised that it was Song Yao's face that he saw first, and it took him a while to realize who it was. Song Yao had already been pushed away by Qi Ming.

"Brother Song, what do you think?"

Zixiu was still speechless and held Qi Ming's hand anxiously.

He still remembers to stop Song Jun!

Qi Ming understood what he was worried about, and led him to glance at the empress who was obsessed with reading each other's scripts.

"It's all over, don't worry, the emperor and queen are safe, Song Jun is dead."

Zixiu nodded, his lips parted slightly.

Qi Ming was still immersed in the joy that filled the sky, and couldn't hear clearly, so he deliberately moved forward.

Zixiu said it again.

"It's so noisy, let me be quiet for a while."

Qi Ming: "..."

Qi Yu later found out that Zixiu had woken up, so he called Imperial Physician Duan in surprise, who said that Zixiu was fine, and the next step is to heal his wounds.

Imperial Physician Duan won the Empress's Grand Award, plus a purple brocade robe, and left in a happy mood.

The emperor quickly carried the pregnant queen back to the Ruizhu Palace. Song Yao stood up and stretched his tendons, indicating that he had been out for too long and had to go back.

In front of Zixiu's bed, Qi Ming was the only one left.

Qi Ming is helpless, these ruthless guys.

When Zixiu woke up again, Qi Ming was still in front of him, and Qi Ming sneered, "Sorry, you have no choice but me..."

Song Yao hummed an unknown tune indiscriminately, performed lightness kung fu and flew over the walls, suddenly felt chest pains, and only then realized that he was injured.

This injury should have been left when he fought against the opposing Song family to sacrifice the dragon's horn. Song Daxia didn't reveal it to the outside world, but he couldn't hold it anymore.

If I had known this before, I wouldn't be brave, and let the imperial physician in the palace show it to me.

Song Yao regretted a little and didn't dare to practice any more. He covered his wound and staggered along. He came out in a hurry, without any wound medicine on him, and wanted to ask a doctor for help.

After being guided by others, he finally arrived at the doctor's house, but he knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered.Song Yao couldn't take it anymore, he kicked in the door, wanted to buy some wound medicine, and bandaged it himself.

He took out a silver coin and put it on the counter, and walked towards the imaginary medicine cabinet.

Song Yao opened a drawer, but what he touched were clothes.

Opened another one, all of which were folded clothes.

Song Yao was embarrassed, it must be passers-by who gave directions indiscriminately, this is probably not the doctor's house, he found the wrong place, and the pain was excruciating.

Song Yao took out a piece of clothes and tore them into strips, wanting to bind the wound tightly first, and then go to the doctor when the pain is not too painful.

He struggled to pull on his clothes, but he didn't notice a huge wooden stick flying behind him.

Someone roared: "Clothes thief!"

What, is there a misunderstanding? ?

Song Yao turned his head and was in a hurry to clarify. The wooden stick caught the wind and hit his forehead with a thud.

Stars shot out in front of Song Daxia's eyes, and he passed out.

Holding the wooden stick, Hanyan was panting heavily. The male helper he hired has been on leave for the past few days, but he couldn't find a replacement for a while, and more people came to the shop to sneak around. Hanyan can only take care of himself .

He now lives in the small courtyard connected to the shop, and at night he heard noises ahead, and ran out to check, only to see a black figure rummaging through the boxes and ruining his clothes.

It's okay if you don't look at Hanyan, but when you look at it, you are angry, these clothes are all given by Qi Yu, and the store is also jointly opened by him and Qi Yu, how can you explain it when it was destroyed by thieves!

Han Yan didn't even think about it, picked up the wooden stick left by the male servant, touched the clothes thief behind, and beat him hard.

After beating the thief, he fainted. Hanyan found a thick rope, tied the thief like a tube, and tied it to the pillar of the house. He was afraid that when he woke up, he would scream and disturb the neighbors to rest, so he stuffed the thief's mouth. A stinky rag, planning to report to the police at dawn.

Passing by the counter, I saw a piece of silver, and I became even more angry with smoke. It must be the ill-gotten wealth stolen by the thief from another house, and it is evidence!

He put away the silver ingots with a whiff of smoke, and went to sleep.

Unexpectedly, at dawn, his small shop ushered in two special guests, so that he immediately forgot about the thief.

Zixiu woke up, Song Jun dealt with it, and the fetus was stable. Qi Yu couldn't sit still anymore. He felt that he couldn't just write in his notebook, he had to go out for a breath of air - for example, to visit the small shop opened by Hanyan , I think it was his idea at the beginning, but he hasn't been there yet.

Qi Yu is already the queen, so it is impossible to sneak out by herself. I remember that the prince promised before that he can go to Hanyan if he wants to. Qi Yu thinks that the prince will not break his promise, so he made a request to Murong Jun.

Murong Jun pondered for a moment, sure enough.

Qi Yu was very proud, he rarely went out by himself, and thought about all the things he might need on the road. According to his physical condition, he had to sit in a carriage, and his entourage would also be unavoidable. One, to take care of him all the way, hidden guards and bodyguards, Director Jiang will arrange for him, but before departure, Xiang Xing, who was standing in front of the carriage, was replaced by a servant with his head down.

Jiang He said apologetically, "Xiang Xing suddenly felt unwell, and Xiangli was on another errand. The slave chose a new person from Ruizhu Palace on his own initiative. Please forgive me."

Qi Yu didn't particularly care, Xiang Xing was not feeling well, so it was definitely not easy to travel far away, and the prince Jiang He chose must have known about it, so he should be reliable, Qi Yu said kindly: "It doesn't matter, don't worry about it."

Qi Yu stepped on the footstool and boarded the carriage. The servant was afraid that he would not be able to stand still, so he specially helped him from the back and took good care of him. He did not come into his carriage after departure. The servant knew how to drive, so he was outside To drive the car for Qi Yu, just call if you have any orders.

The carriage was big enough, Qi Yu was wrapped in a thick cloak, stretched out his legs, and lay down comfortably. He began to realize the benefits of bringing a servant, except that he was a little taciturn and not very lively, but he couldn't find a single fault. Calling the palace man, he might not be ashamed to be so indulgent, alone, and do whatever he wants to be comfortable.

Sleeping too much during pregnancy, Qi Yu closed his eyes and took a nap for a while, when someone came in dimly and surrounded him, Qi Yu Baozi felt a familiar aura, obediently grabbed the other's arm and stopped moving.

Arriving at Hanyan's tailor-made clothing store, the carriage stopped. Han Yan, who had not opened the door for a long time, saw a carriage suddenly approaching, and came out to watch the excitement, but after waiting for a long time, no one got out of the carriage.

Han Yan carefully stepped forward to lift the curtain of the car, and wanted to ask the people inside what they needed, when he saw His Majesty wearing a black robe, sitting quietly in the car with a bun drool in his arms.

Han Yan couldn't help covering her lips, and felt that she was being too rude, and was about to ask softly, but Murong Jun already gave him a look impatiently, telling him not to disturb.

With a blushing face, Han Yan lowered the car curtain, and stepped aside by herself.

Before in the palace, he only heard that the emperor stayed in the Empress' Ruizhu Palace every day, and rewarded all kinds of precious things. For the emperor to sleep peacefully for the empress, what are flops and rewards compared to the fact that he can be wronged and suffocated in the carriage all the time?

Han Yan sighed lightly, he was both happy and envious that his friend was spoiled so much.

Qi Yu woke up after not sleeping for a long time this time, thinking that he was in the palace, and habitually rubbed against the arms of the people around him, thinking about it, when he looked up, he suddenly found that he was in a carriage, and the person holding him was actually yes--

"Prince, is it interesting to pretend to be a servant!"

Qi Yu puffed his cheeks, and agreed to let him go out alone!

...Wait, it seems, it seems, the prince never said to let him come by himself.

Well, he understood, this is the prince's trap!

Qi Yu muttered to express his dissatisfaction, but his body was honestly paralyzed in the opponent's arms and refused to get up.

Murong Jun let him complain, but in his heart he wondered what was the point of pretending to be a servant, of course it was interesting to hug Tiantian.

Qi Yu's cheeks were blushing from sleep, and after dawdling for a long time, Murong Jun helped him out of the car, Hanyan was waiting not far away, seeing Qi Yu teasingly smiled, Qi Yu suddenly bumped into Hanyan, his ears were so red To bleed, it seemed how wretched he and the prince were hiding in the car.

"Hanyan, hello!"

Qi Yu bit the bullet and greeted Hanyan.

Han Yan didn't mention the matter of talent just now, and took the initiative to lead the way for the two of them.

The shop has been cleaned up, Han Yan knew that they would not use the teacups here, but still thoughtfully served hot tea on the floor.

Qi Yu looked around freshly, all the clothes were hanging out in the shop, and all kinds of styles could be seen, and guests would come in from time to time, but they mostly walked around, took a quick look and then went out again.

The moment they sat down, three guests had already arrived, but they all left after not staying for long.

Qi Yu knew it by heart, and asked Han Yan: "Is your business here not very good?"

"Yes." Han Yan was very ashamed: "I am not good at taking care of it, so many clothes, but I didn't sell a few."

...It was also damaged a lot by thieves, and Hanyan felt a little distressed.

"Don't worry." Qi Yu patted his hand reassuringly: "We can find problems together."

Han Yan was very grateful, he got close to Qi Yu, he habitually wanted to hold Qi Yu's hand, the emperor who was sitting beside Qi Yu and kept silent, suddenly shot him a cold look.

The emperor is staring at him!

Han Yan shivered, obediently retracted her hand, hung it to her side, bowed and said, "Thank you for your advice."

Qi Yu didn't know what was going on at all, and said puzzledly: "Han Yan, why are you so polite..."

Qi Yuwu pulled Hanyan by himself, he had thought about it just now, people kept coming into this store, which means the appearance and location of the store should be good, if customers come in and take a look and leave, it means they didn't find what they like clothes.

Han Yan faced the emperor's murderous eyes, and said in surprise: "How come, I put out all the clothes, how could I not like it?"

Qi Yu said: "The problem should be here. You have laid it all out, but the guests who just came in will feel dazzled at first glance, and they will lose interest. Why don't you put some of the main clothes on the table?" Come out and try."

Han Yan felt that it made sense, thought for a while and said, "But there are so many, which ones should I put?"

Qi Yu carefully recalled the few guests who came in just now, and said: "I found that most of the commoner women who come here, you can try to put a few more beautiful sarongs in a conspicuous place."

Hanyan accepted the teaching, said hello quickly, and wrote it down in his heart.

Qi Yu thought for a while with his chin in his hand, and then said: "Just putting them on doesn't seem to be very good. With these skirts placed, how can you tell what the upper body will look like. If there is a model, just put it on the model."

The clothes in Miracle Yuyu's closet are guaranteed to have no quality problems, and if they cannot be sold, it must be a display problem.

Han Yan's eyes widened, and she asked cautiously, "This model, is... what is it?"

"Models are—"

Just as Qi Yu was about to explain, he caught a glimpse of Murong Jun with a cold face beside him, and frowned, thinking about it.

Qi Yu smiled mischievously, and said: "The model is, Ah Jun, you can choose one of the two clothes and show me it, okay?"

Qi Yu picked up a red dress and a blue dress, and with a smirk, went to hold Murong Jun's arm.

Han Yan almost dropped her jaw in shock, the queen——made the emperor wear women's clothes, will the emperor be angry?

Han Yan thought that the empress would be punished this time, but the emperor just smiled and said: "If you want to see it, I will wear it."

goo-dong-

Han Yan hurriedly supported the table case, so as not to roll under the table.

Murong Jun calmly chose red from red and blue.

"Then I wear the rest?"

Qi Yu flirted with a wink at him deftly. Since ancient times, red and blue are CPs. Qi Yu wanted to make this match. At this time, someone rolled out from behind the smoky shop with lightning speed.

Song Yao had a big swelling on his forehead, he frantically shook his head at Qi Yu and Murong Jun, and yelled inarticulately through his mouth stuffed with a torn rag: "Woooooooooooooooooooo!" (Help, there's a black shop!)

Qi Yu: "..."

"Song Daxia, why are you in the Hanyan shop?"

Song Yao whimpered, but Qi Yu didn't understand a sentence, his bright eyes looked gossipingly at Han Yan, then at Song Yao.

Since Daxia Song is so active...

Qi Yu patted the table and said: "I will reluctantly let Daxia Song wear this blue skirt!"

The author has something to say: Today is the prince who is trying to show his existence in front of Tiantian!

And the sweetness of trying to make everyone wear cloth skirts!

The smoky cp is obvious, right? 233～

Sweet and smoky are still sisters-in-law!

Prince＊Sweet abbreviation is too sweet, only to find out (cover face)

感谢在2019-11-2717:50:46~2019-11-2817:26:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 white lap;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!