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Chapter 110 Coexisting in the same room, accompany in the middle of the night.(1/2)

"!!!" Everyone was silent.

When Xiao Yi heard this, his handsome face turned pale.

The fingers hidden in the sleeves clenched into fists, pinching their palms tightly with their fingertips, and their thoughts flew quickly.

What's the meaning?

Ye Qingqing, that fool, was actually invited by his father?

Isn’t the purpose of this palace banquet chosen a concubine for the princes?

With doubts, he hurriedly got up and walked to the center of the flower hall, saluting and saying, "Father, my son-in-law did not drive Miss Ye away."

I was extremely grateful that what I said just now was that Ye Qingqing was sick and needed to hire an imperial physician.

Instead of letting her get out...

The emperor lowered his eyes and looked at his son, his heart as bright as a mirror.

He knew him so well that his weakness was self-righteousness.

I never clearly realized that many times are far more complicated than he thought.

As the saying goes: "The strong must have a strong hand, and a mountain is higher than a mountain."

This girl Ye Qingqing is not only extremely courageous, but also resourceful.

From the moment she climbed to the platform of the Injustice, she was under her plan and control.

In fact, complaining about injustice is simply a cover-up.

Her ultimate goal is to come to the palace step by step, show her value, and get the blessing of the emperor of a country.

Thinking of the girl's heroic and confidently making requests that day.

The emperor couldn't help but look at Ye Meimei, who was sitting in the third prince's position, looking as if she was pitiful to me.

He narrowed his eyes, unconsciously turning the ring on his hand, lowering his eyes to meditate.

After a long time, he said to Xiao Yi coldly: "Since that's the case, then you can go and invite Ye Qingqing back in person."

"..." Xiao Yi.

To be honest, he was very reluctant.

He is the third prince!

How can I do errands?

"Father, son minister..."

Before he could finish his words, a female voice interrupted him.

"Oh my God! Isn't that the Red Guard Captain, Guimu?"

As soon as he heard the word "Red Guard", the court officials and noble ladies in the flower hall were all attracted.

The crowd stretched their necks and looked southwest.

Not far away, a man in a red robe walked towards this side leisurely.

He was a man with a tall figure, distinct facial features, and a handsome man as if he was exiled.

He walked to the flower hall and saluted the emperor: "Emperor."

The emperor was very happy to see the ghost wood.

He smiled heartily and raised his hand to signal Guimu to get up.

"Get up quickly! Guimu, you are late again."

Guimu raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up and said lightly: "There are many things in the imperial city, and the humble position is too busy."

The tone of speaking is not like the relationship between the monarch and the subject at all, but rather has some randomness and closeness.

"Hahaha." The emperor touched his beard and teased, "What? Is this accusing me of not caring about my subordinates?"

Guimu raised his eyes and glanced at the emperor: "I dare not be humble."

Although he said this, his dull look made people unable to see where he dared not.

"Oh?" The emperor browned.

Thinking of Guimu, who has always been very repulsive to such occasions, not only has he come today, but also asked him about the matter on the platform yesterday...

A playful look appeared in his eyes: "Since that's the case, then you can go down!"

Such a boring palace, everyone should be good at discovering its fun.

Isn't it?

Thinking of this, the emperor suddenly added: "Today's banquet is not prepared for you. But..."

The emperor deliberately paused and said meaningfully: "For Ye Qingqing."

"..." Gui Mu was about to leave, but he paused when he heard this.

He turned around and looked at the emperor with a cold expression.

A stiff curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were as thin as ice.

He pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Master, Ye Qingqing is my person!"

"..." The smile on the emperor's face froze.

Yes.

How did he forget?

Guimu not only brought Ye Qingqing under his command, but also personally portrayed a plum blossom order for him.

A unique plum blossom order.

"Ahem." The emperor lowered his eyes, covered his face and coughed softly: "Your person has been driven away by the third brother, so you can find it yourself!"

"..." Guimu.

He turned his head and looked at Xiao Yi standing next to him, narrowing his phoenix eyes slightly.

Although the momentum of my body has been restrained.

But everyone still felt the aura of death that was destructive from Guimu's body.

"!!!" Xiao Yi froze all over.

Invisibly, it seemed as if there was a powerful force that enveloped him.

Depression, suffocation, fear.

This was not the first time he saw Guimu, but it was indeed the first time he had truly felt the terrible murderous intent on Guimu.

Guimu wants to kill him.

This is Xiao Yi’s first thought in his subconscious mind.

But, why?

Is it really just for Ye Qingqing?

Everyone shrank their heads and tried to reduce their presence.

A pair of scared eyes quietly looked at the ghost wood in red.

All the same doubts in my heart: Ye Qingqing, how could it be the Red Guard?

Of course, a man as unattainable and cruel as Guimu.

They dare not guess that the two will have any other relationship besides superiors and subordinates.

Even so, it is hard to accept that a fool joins the Red Guard!

Over the years, how many talented young men with both civil and military skills have no chance to join the Red Guard?

Could it be that Ye Qingqing pretends from beginning to end?

When you are born, you pretend to be crazy?

No, it is impossible.

No one can pretend to be stupid all his life under the noses of his family.

Xiao Yi tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart, so that he did not take a step back.

He pretended to be relaxed, "Captain Red Guard, are you very familiar with Ye Qingqing?"

Seeing that Xiao Yi was so afraid of death, the people present stretched their necks even longer.

They also want to know about this question...

Gui Mu looked at Xiao Yi deeply and said lightly: "Yes."

They live in the same room and spend time together late at night.

Are you familiar?
To be continued...
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