Chapter 201: Wang Ye Wanfu (31)

Yan Gui squeezed Chu Zheng's hand slightly.
Dianguang Flint understood what was going on.
The fingers on the fingers seemed to make his limbs chill at this time.
Chuzheng patted his hand comfortingly: "It's okay, don't be afraid."
Yan Gui was a little bit dumbfounded at once.
Where is he afraid.
He just didn't expect it.
This was for him...
The emperor is just such a younger brother, even if he is such a as King Rong, he is at best confined to him.
Now people are dead.
When the emperor's temper came up, where did he listen to Cheng Xiao's explanation.
Let people drag Cheng Xiao down directly.
The others knew that they shouldn't stay for long, so they retired.
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Yan Gui helped Chuzheng on the carriage.
The carriage gradually left, and the towering palace was hidden in the darkness.
Yan Gui held Chuzheng, with cool lips on her forehead, and Chuzheng took him and kissed directly for a while.
"Thank you." Yan Gui touched her forehead.
If it weren't for her, I was afraid that I would not be able to leave at this moment.
"You're welcome." Protecting you is what I should do.
Yan Gui chuckled and hugged her for a while.
"How did you know?" Someone wanted to frame him?
"Saw."
"..." With a defenseless answer, Yan Gui asked again: "Then why did you blame Cheng Xiao?"
"She did it, not to blame." Chu Zheng looked serious.
Chuzheng's palm slipped off Yan Gui's skirt, Yan Gui drew a sigh, and said in a low voice, "No."
Chu Zheng paused and withdrew his hand.
Her own princess could do anything. Yan Gui was afraid that she would do something on the carriage any more she would provoke her. She didn't dare to make any more movements and hugged her quietly.
"How do you know she did it?" Yan Gui was puzzled.
"Guess it." Chu Zheng was confident.
"..."
Except Cheng Xiao is so boring to use this method, who else?
Yan Gui: "What if you guess wrong?"
Chuzheng hooked Yangui's Qingsi, and said casually: "That's wrong."
Yan Gui: "Then you framed her?"
Chu Zheng raised his eyes and said in a cold tone: "She also framed me and returned it to her."
Yan Gui remembered what happened to Qishan. It was obvious that Cheng Xiao suffered a loss, and she really held a grudge.
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Although there was evidence of King Rong's death, there was no other evidence. Cheng Xiao insisted that it had nothing to do with him, and was framed.
The emperor asked for a thorough investigation of the case.
However, that night King Rong dismissed the palace members for some reason and drank in the palace alone.
The palace people didn't know when King Rong was taken away, and they didn't hear fighting or other sounds outside the temple.
The only suspect was Cheng Xiao.
If this matter were put on Yan Gui, it would be very different.
Because King Rong had bullied him so much, it happened that Gong Yanyan had left again.
The emperor probably didn't ask anything and cut Yan Gui directly.
After being imprisoned for two days, Xiao Cheng was taken back to the palace because she was pregnant.
Although he was taken back to the palace, he was still under house arrest.
Chu Zheng sat in front of the window, thinking how to engage Cheng Xiao to complete the task.
"Princess Jin."
The little Taoist face suddenly appeared out of the window.
Chu Zheng almost slapped him over.
Is this a ghost?
Suddenly came out, wanting to scare someone to death!
Do it!
She calmly put down her hand and stared at him coldly: "What are you doing again?"
The little Taoist laughed and lay on the windowsill: "Do you know the news that Cheng Xiao is pregnant?"
"Ok."
"Then you know..." The little Taoist raised his eyebrows, and he stopped talking.
Chuzheng knew his urinary properties, so he took out the silver ticket and threw it over.
I knew that this liar came for money.
"That child is not the emperor's." The little Taoist said, counting the silver bills with joy.
"..."
Not the emperor's!
Whose is that?
Chu Zheng suddenly thought of Ye Yang. Ye Yang had cuckold the emperor before. Is the Wild Sister so good?
Niubi Niubi.
Convinced.
"how do you know?"
"Now there is nothing in the palace that I don't know." The little Taoist was triumphant.
At any rate, he is also the Taoist priest who has been in the palace for the longest time and has not been beheaded.
Chuzheng's indifferent face.
How could someone in the palace know about such a thing?
Cheng Xiao will tell others that I am not pregnant with the emperor's ass?
It must not be chopped into meat sauce by the emperor.
"Ahem...I count." The little Taoist touched his head: "He has no heir luck and will not have children, so this child is definitely not his."
"Oh."
"Squeaky-"
The little Taoist shrank down sharply and whispered: "I'm leaving, I'll look for you if I have news."
Do you want money from me?
can!
Waiting for you!
"What are you looking at?" Yan Gui hugged Chu Zheng from behind, looking at the white snow.
He seemed to hear a voice just now.
"snow."
A suspicion flashed in Yan Gui's eyes, and he kissed her: "I made soup for you, drink some warmth?"
"Didn't I say not to let you do it?"
"Um...I want to make it for you myself." Yan Gui rubbed her against her: "Don't you like it?"
Chu Zheng's eyes were cold: "You shouldn't do this."
"I can do anything for you." Yan Gui's voice was soft, like snow falling outside the window.
Chuzheng had nothing to do with him, so he went to have soup with him.
However, Chuzheng wanted to make Yangui that night. What soup he gave himself was too hot.
Chu Zheng glanced at Yan Gui who was already asleep.
Wake him up very rudely.
"Huh? What's the matter?"
Chu Zheng took off his clothes.
Yan Gui had sleepy eyes, and he cooperated to let Chu Zheng take off. Because of Chu Zheng's touch, his body reacted sensitively.
The snowy night is long.
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Chu Zheng walked around the corridor and saw a man kneeling in front of Yan Gui.
She appeared, and the people over there were startled, and seemed to want to leave, but was suppressed by Yan Gui.
When Chu Zheng walked over, the person respectfully yelled: "Wang Hao."
"Go down." Yan returned.
"Yes."
Chu Zheng watched the man leave: "Your man?"
"Yeah." Yan Gui nodded softly.
Chuzheng didn't say anything, but took him out of the house and went to ruin.
Yan Gui: "..."
This is good.
To buy.
This is suitable.
To buy.
This is pretty.
To buy.
If it weren't for the tacky gold and silverware, he insisted not to. It is estimated that Chuzheng would be happy to put these things on him.
The young man was wrapped in snow white fox fur, only showing his exquisite and beautiful face.
Walking with the woman on the silver-clad street, the red plum blossoms on both sides and the fragrance of ten miles.
The two attracted the attention of passers-by.
"This is Prince Jin and Princess Jin?"
"Yes, it looks good."
"Why don't they ride the carriage?"
"...Probably used to put things."
"what?"
The return of Chuzheng and Yan means that the princess will buy a lot of things.
This is the happiest time for all shops.
One visit by the princess was enough for them to eat for several months.
"Wang Hao, your vision is really good, this is a good jade, or a pair, the whole imperial city is here, you can be one with the prince."
"Is it valuable?"
The store nodded, of course it was valuable.
Chuzheng was very satisfied with the payment.
She walked back to Yangui with the jade, and handed one to him.
"Help me wear it." The boy's eyelashes trembled lightly and his voice was soft.
Chuzheng glanced at him, just about to say that he has no hands, the King screamed to tell her not to be so frantic and to coax the good guy.
Chu Zheng: "..."
Hurry up! !
I coax!
Don't yell!
So noisy!