Ah!
Dongfang Jing couldn't help snorting coldly in her heart, if you didn't dislike me for being ugly, I would keep my head down all the time? ! Don't you think my neck hurts? !
Of course Murong Qianjue knew about her agreement with Zongzheng Fusu, and when he thought of that black-faced ghost, his teeth itch with hatred! Bai occupied his body and didn't let him come out. He didn't even let him see the face of his beloved girl!
"Forget it, I don't want to look at you, you raise your head and watch the show!" Murong Qianjue turned his head away.
Dongfang Jing really raised her head.
Zhong Liyuyan saw Murong Qianjue whispering in Dongfang Jing's ear from time to time, she held Rong's hand tightly, and said, "Mother, it seems that the Ghost King is here for Zhongli Wanyun today, this troupe is just one of his It's all just talking. Mother, don't worry, after three scenes, my daughter will ask them to change to a new group of people, and then mother will quietly leave the table, and then... "
Her voice was getting smaller and smaller.
Rong Shi was very flustered, and said, "It's all according to your arrangement."
"good."
Dongfang Jing's eyes were always looking straight ahead, she didn't even twist her neck, her expression was very focused.
Murong Qianjue turns her head to look at her from time to time, Dongfang Jing is indifferent on the surface, but in fact, there are already thousands of grass and mud horses flying past in her heart. Didn't it mean that I am ugly and hinder your eyes? What are you doing now? !
Is this play really that good
Murong Qianjue was slightly curious, followed her gaze, only to realize that she was not watching a show at all!
Dongfang Jing's eyes were like knives, and she stared straight at Rong Shi and Zhongli Yuyan in the opposite stand!
Murong Qianjue looked back, hooked his hand towards Ziyan, pointed at Rong Shi, leaned into Ziyan's ear, and asked something in a low voice.
Zi Yan hurriedly replied, "Second Lord guessed everything right. It's just an infighting in the house, master should not get involved, after all, we and the prime minister's mansion have always been in harmony with each other."
Murong Qianjue ignored her and insisted on ordering her.
Ziyan stayed where she was, refusing to move.
Murong Qianjue pointed at her the flute on his waist, making a gesture to break it.
"Second Lord! Don't!" There were so many people, Zi Yan didn't dare to speak out, and could only wink at him!
Murong Qianjue gave her a hard look, and reprimanded her, "Then why don't you hurry up?!"
"Yes, yes!" Zi Yan bit her lip and nodded, after finishing speaking, she hurried through the crowd and left the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Seeing that Dongfang Jing was fascinated, Murong Qian couldn't help but leaned closer.
Dongfang Jing moved the stool aside in disgust, asking for nothing but to stay away from this bastard! Otherwise, who knows that one day he will be accused of guilt again, and his clothes will be stripped in public? !
It takes half a month for the heart-eating Gu to take effect, and the time has not come yet, she can't control him! Since you can't subdue him, you might as well avoid him and let him be happy for a few more days! After the new year is over, I will settle old accounts with him one by one!
Murong Qianjue is different from Zongzheng Fusu, he has a hot temper, the more others avoid him, the more he will go up to him.
So, he quietly picked up the stool and moved towards Dongfang Jing.
The old lady was not blind, she looked at him in surprise.
Murong Qianjue pointed to the locust tree in front of him and coughed softly, "The branches are blocking the view, blocking the view..."
Dongfang Jing looked disgusted.
Murong Qianjue bent down suddenly, leaned over and said, "This king knows that you are going to do something big tonight, and this king has prepared an even bigger surprise for you—"
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