Chapter 107: Laojing Wang returned to Beijing

Chapter 107, the old Jing Wang returned to Beijing
"Jing Lao Wang, she is Murong Xue!" Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, since the natural step forward, without the traces, Murong Xue blocked behind.
Jing Lao Wang? Isn't it the father of the night? He finally came to the capital!
Murong Xue’s eyes lit up and looked up at the middle-aged man. He saw him in his thirties. He was like a cold star, his nose was tall, his handsome face and his night dust had three or four images.
The indigo-colored robes were worn on him, without ruining his coldness and sharpness, and the steady atmosphere of the years, making him look like a sword that hides the blade in the sheath, deep in the water, and dive. Not exposed...
Laojing Wang looked at the intimate Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue, and the bottom of the flash quickly flashed something, and disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the slim Murong Xue, he was full of surprises. "It turned out to be Cher. It’s a long time, and the snow is so big. The king dare not recognize it. Cher has had a good time in these years. ?"
"Thank you, Wang Ye is concerned, everything is well!" Murong Xue smiled softly: In the memory of the original Lord, Laojing Wang passed the throne to the night at the age of nine, and went to Yunnan with the old Jing Wang. The land has been closed for five years.
"Yunnan is far away from the Jingcheng Road. It shouldn't have been a hard work for the princes. However, the marriage contract between Xueer and Jing Wangye is determined by the two parents. It must be lifted by the elders. If you are tired of the prince, please ask Wang Yehaihan..."
Laojing Wang looked at Murong Xue and sighed softly: "The emperor gave the king's flying pigeons a book, explaining the cause and effect of the matter. The king knows that everything is the fault of Yichen, don't worry, this king I will definitely give you a fair..."
Murong Xue smiles, what is fair, she is not rare, she just wants to dissolve the marriage contract with the night as soon as possible, and then irrelevant!
His eyes were sinking, she was preparing to speak, and an indifferent male voice prevailed: "Father!"
Murong Xue followed the sound and saw that the night was faintly coming over. The purple robes fluttered in the wind, and the overflowing lining made him look pale and his body color was not so good, but he did not compromise his handsome. And cold.
Seeing Murong Xue, Ouyang Shaohao and others, he paused, and then resumed as usual, and the footsteps came to Laojing Wang.
The faint smell lingered around the tip of the nose, and the corpse was stunned. His sharp eyes narrowed slightly: "Father, are you okay?"
The gate guards came to the news and said that the father had entered the city. He put down the affairs of the government and came out to meet him. He did not expect to see the assassin's body in half the land...
Laojing Wang glanced at him and didn't have a good voice: "I hope that you will come to the rescue. I have had an accident. Fortunately, Xue passed by here and saved my life..."
At the end of the night, the dusty bottom flashed a complicated look, faintly looking at Murong Xue: "Thank you!"

You are welcome.
Murong Xue casually returned to him:
Jing Lao Wang’s martial arts is strong, even if I didn’t shoot, the assassin couldn’t hurt him!

The night is dusty and sinking, not salty and not light: "Thank you, thank you, after all, you help each other..."
Looking at his indifferent look, the old Jing Wang suddenly turned dark, turned around, strode forward, and his low command sounds in the wind: "Night, dust, you give me over!"
The night smog flashed, and slowly followed the past...
Walking into the darker shadows, the old Jing Wang suddenly turned around and grabbed something from his sleeve. The smashing face of the night smashed the past: "Who is your wife, who taught you?" The faces of the ancestors have let you throw them away!"
The night dust did not dodge, the book flew over his cheeks, and made a deep white trace. He ignored it. He looked at the old Jing Wang for a moment: "Father, you taught me, I like it." The person must be firmly grasped, never let go, I just want to grieve my beloved woman..."
"Budget, you still taught me to come!" Laojing Wang looked at the night and dust, and retorted: "The Princess of Mobei lives now in Jingwangfu. She knows that the king is back, and she still has a shelf. Appearing, so ignorant woman, you even like it? Are you blind?"
"Jade smoke has been seriously injured, so I did not come to welcome you..." Night Yichen whispered.
Lao Jing Wang disdain: "How long she has been in Beijing, she was seriously injured, and there is no less tossing on weekdays. This kind of woman is stirring the family, whoever marries her, who is not home..."
The night dust is slightly dull, and the word is one word: "Father, you have never seen jade smoke, you will judge it, it is unfair to her..."
"Shut up." Lao Jing Wang screamed the words of the night, and looked at him coldly: "I have been in the court for many years. Is it not as good as you to know people? I have never seen Qin Yuyan. I haven't seen Murong Xue for a long time, but who are you surrounded by Murong Xue?"
"Ouyang Shaohao, the East is away, just one, are people who can stand with you. Do you dare to say that their eyes are not as good as you? You dare say that they are looking at Murong Xue, are they blind?"
Ouyang Shaohao is the famous Wang Shizi in the world. The East is also a famous emperor in Xiliang. They are alone in Murong Xue. They may be blind. Both people are fascinated by Murong Xue. That is not the case. The problem with their eyes...
"Your jade smoke that you like, whether it is in Mobei or in Qingyan, is surrounded by mediocrity!" The old Jing Wang's low voice was a little mocking.
The night is a glimpse of the night, recalling the Qin Yuyan admirers he has seen. Although they are high-ranking aristocratic children, they do not have the ability and achievements, they are very mediocre...
Seeing that he is silent, the old Jing Wang’s face is slightly relieved, and the low voice:
Yi Chen, the father sees more people than you, and experiences more things than you. Seeing people is naturally better than you, you are the father. The only son of Wang, the father will not harm you, Murong Xue is the father of the king after picking thousands of choices before you set it for you, you marry her for justice, absolutely beneficial and harmless..."
"Jade smoke is a princess, will not be wronged to do side squatting!" Night smog said low, the eyes are deep and secluded.
Lao Jing Wang is unceremonious: "If you don't do the side, you will go back to Mobei. I am not a rare girl in Jingwang."
"Wang Ye, Wang Ye..." A Jing Wangfu man hurried over and ran over, full of joy: "Qin Princess woke up, wants to see you..."
The night is a glimpse of the dust: "Really?"
The next person is panting, focusing on the head: "That is true!"
This is great!
The night scented the dust and was preparing to return home. The command of the old Jing Wang cold rang: "No!"
Night Yichen suddenly stepped down and looked at the old Jingwang, saying the word: "Father, the jade smoke is the Princess of Mobei, and it is a serious injury for me. It has been comatose, life and death are unknown, I am She can't ignore her now..."
The old Jing Wang was unmoved, cold and cold: "The king's words have not been finished yet. If you dare to go back to see her now, don't recognize me as the father!"
(End of this chapter)