The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Was it wrong for me to hit you? Chen Qingxuan looked at Kong Wenmin with a cold face, and wanted to scold Kong Wenmin a few more words, but looking at his swollen face of Lao Gao, he couldn't continue scolding, turned his head away, While stuffing the paper bag in Kong Wenmin's arms, Go back and paint by yourself, once every two hours... Oops! Kong Wenmin, what do you want?! Let me go! The streets are full of people! You, you, you! I let go!

Kong Wenmin squeezed Chen Qingxuan's hand, just like he did in the palace just now, but this time he only used a little strength, he looked at Chen Qingxuan's panic-stricken face, and immediately he became helpless, He looked at Chen Qingxuan, and smiled angrily: What? Could it be that you really think I'm a slanted sword? Are you afraid that I will provoke you?

Whether you are a slanted sword, I don't care, let me go now! Chen Qingxuan also knew that he had lost his composure, and was angry and annoyed at the moment.

What? Want to run away after beating someone? Kong Wenmin sneered.

Isn't it... I bought you medicine? Chen Qingxuan felt a little guilty when he mentioned this, and his voice became softer, Besides, you really should get a call, and I don't want to look at what you have done .”

Kong Wenmin didn't speak, just stared at Chen Qingxuan for a while, then suddenly pulled Chen Qingxuan to turn around and leave.

Hey! Kong Wenmin, where are you taking me? Chen Qingxuan was anxious, and wanted to break free from Kong Wenmin's shackles, but how could he break free? Kong Wenmin's strength was not comparable to that of a scholar, so he He was dragged away for two or three feet, and Chen Qingxuan was about to die of anxiety, so he hugged the sycamore tree all of a sudden, saying nothing, and looked at Kong Wenmin in embarrassment, What on earth do you want? ?”

Aren't you on fire? I'll take you to purify the fire, Kong Wenmin said in a deep voice, looking at Chen Qingxuan's confused face, Kong Wenmin explained again, The sachet was stuffed by the shopkeeper of the clothing store. I didn't care about it before, otherwise it would definitely not be given to you, now I will take you to smash his shop and vent your anger on you.

How shameless are you! Chen Qingxuan was anxious and angry for a while, his face was white and red, staring at Kong Wenmin, his eyes were about to spit fire, You are ashamed yourself, why bother? Want to drag me into the water?!

Why am I shameless? Kong Wenmin was also depressed, You are staring at me because of that sachet, and you are planning to have nothing to do with me because of that sachet, shouldn't I explain it to you? Shouldn't I take you to vent fire or something? No way, I'll have to talk about it in the future.

Go on your own! I can't afford to lose this person, Chen Qingxuan was still rolling his eyes while humming, You can vent your anger as much as you want, anyway, don't take me with you!

Hey! Why can't I coax you well! Kong Wenmin was so angry that he pinched his waist and scratched his head, Hey, Chen Qingxuan, why are you more difficult to coax than a girl?

Who wants you to coax?! Let's go and coax your little girl! Taking advantage of Kong Wenmin's time to let go, Chen Qingxuan quickly turned around and ran away.

Kong Wenmin had never seen Chen Qingxuan run so fast before, seeing him disappear at the corner of the street like flying, Kong Wenmin couldn't help but hooked his lips and smiled: This brat.

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The ninth day of June in the thirty-fourth year of Jiasheng

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The fourth prince is dead. The man who was still dancing and dancing yesterday was found dead in the bedroom by the palace servants early this morning. Half of his neck was strangled by the bowstring. His eyes were wide open, as if they were about to fall off. It was so cold that the palace man was frightened to death on the spot.