"well… "
Kong Wuying reclined on the golden silk soft couch, embraced by the snow-white fox fur, while enjoying the grape-feeding service from the shadow guard Xiaoling, expressing his emotion of life.
"What's bothering Your Highness?" Xiao Ling asked calmly while peeling the grapes obediently.
"Xiao Ling, have you married a wife yet?" Kong Wuying suddenly asked a nonsensical question.
Xiao Ling lowered her head a little shyly, with a touching blush on her face: "There was a daughter-in-law, but he thought I was incompetent, so he kicked me out of the house."
"To marry a wife, you must marry a virtuous man." Kong Wuying didn't notice the slightest abnormality, and advised: "Where are the children? Do you have any?"
Xiao Ling shook his head, looked at Kong Wuying and said, "I want it, but he...does not agree."
There was a glimmer of light in the dark eyes.
"It's better not to have children. If there are too many children, it will be troublesome." Thinking of the little eleven who was forced by him to do 3,000 questions a day, Kong Wuying complained.
"Your Highness, don't let yourself be spoiled by irrelevant popularity, come and eat a grape."
Xiaoling brought a peeled grape to his mouth in good time. The light green flesh of the grape, the slender fingers as white as jade, and the half red lips formed an indescribable picture.
At least, Xiao Ling quietly took a breath.
Kong Wuying opened his lips to hold the grape in his mouth, and his dexterous tongue brushed against Xiaoling's fingertips inadvertently.
That electric shock-like touch directly numbs Xiaoling's heart.
I really want to be licked and licked by him like this.
Kong Wuying chewed the grapes, and suddenly said: "Why do I find this sentence so familiar?"
Xiao Ling's flawless smile faltered slightly.
Kong Wuying half-raised his body on his elbows, his long black hair drooped down, and said seriously: "Have I seen you somewhere, look into my eyes, and say!"
Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes, with doubts that could not be resolved: "Really? I don't remember seeing His Highness before?"
Kong Wuying glanced at it, and his heart was filled with amazement.
Xiaoling's eyes are so beautiful.
Black and white are distinct, black is the purest black, like the night in the sky, and white is the cleanest white, like the clouds in the sky.
There is also a crystal clear texture that makes people want to kiss it when they look at it.
While he was in amazement, he suddenly heard Xiao Ling say obsessively: "Your Highness, your eyes are beautiful."
Kong Wuying: "..."
What's up with this absurd sense of instantaneity
He quietly looked at the person in front of him without saying a word.
Xiaoling's heart beat a drum.
Kong Wuying suddenly said: "I still have some things to do, you should step back first."
Xiao Ling lowered his head and replied, "Yes."
So he turned around and bid farewell with the most standard etiquette. The moment he just turned around, Kong Wuying suddenly called out loudly: "Baby Kong!"
Xiao Ling turned her head back, with a surprised expression on her face: "What did you say, Your Highness? Treasure what?"
That's fine, the response is normal.
Kong Wuying shook his head, a smile appeared on his lips: "It's okay, you go down first."
As soon as Xiaoling's front butt left, Eunuch Feng, the clingy butt clingy, came up.
"Your Highness, this is a dish made by the new chef, please try it." Eunuch Feng ordered someone to deliver His Highness's favorite Yeying food.
The former chef, Xiao Shiyi, has been put in confinement, and Eunuch Feng is very glad that he didn't kill all these people back then.
"A new chef?" Kong Wuying looked at the original food in front of him, a little puzzled: "You sent someone to catch the chef again? So soon?"
Eunuch Feng said with some pride: "Of course not. We have arrested hundreds of people before. You can try this. If you are not satisfied, we will change it. If you are satisfied, we will slaughter the rest and save you worry."
butchered...
Kong Wuying gritted his teeth.
Is killing his people as easy as killing a chicken in his mouth
In fact, after his rebirth, he has always wanted to figure out a problem.
Why do Mingguang people hate Yeying so much? Even though the cultures of the two countries are different, even if Mingguang misunderstood the Yeying Stone as waste, it is not so...they are irreconcilable.
Feeling Kong Wuying's unusual silence, Eunuch Feng was a little puzzled: "What's wrong with you, Your Highness? Could it be that you did something wrong?"
This Highness has a problem. It’s nothing more than a fondness for night shadow food. After all, who doesn’t have a “special” hobby? However, sympathizing with Ye Yingren is not a good thing.
Your Highness is their future monarch and future master, it is dangerous to think like this.
"No." Kong Wuying frowned, "You did the right thing, it doesn't matter if those disgusting Yeying people are killed."
System: Damn the host ruins the Three Views!
How do you say such shameless words
Only then did Eunuch Feng feel relieved, and he said: "I will send someone to deliver the costumes for the enthronement ceremony tomorrow, Your Highness, please try it first." So he left.
Kong Wuying thought for a while, then brought Xiao Ling over again.
"Go and find out where the newly kidnapped Yeying cooks are being held!"
In fact, Xiao Ling has been investigating this question since he saw Kong Shiyi's arrival, but facing the master's request, he still pretended to go out for a while before telling Kong Wuying the result.
That night.
It was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.
In the dungeon that belongs exclusively to the palace, a figure in a cloak passed by. His speed was extremely fast, and the guarded prison
The pawn didn't notice at all.
Using the stealth of the Heavenly Demon to the extreme, Kong Wuying put on a cloak, came to a prison cell, knocked lightly on the door, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness sent me here."
That's right, these so-called "cooks" must be Xiao Shiyi's people, I believe he is not stupid enough to travel without a person.
Of course, as if the result was the same, Xiao Shiyi and his men were still arrested together.
Hey, this is stupid, there is almost no cure.
There was a crackling voice in the cell, and then an obviously calm voice said: "Code."
Kong Wuying: "..."
Kong Shiyi, you have nothing to decide on a secret code, isn't this embarrassing Dad and me
The people in the cell paused for a moment before humming a melody softly. The rhythm was clear and clear, and the voice was calm and powerful, but the lyrics were—
"The wind in the north mausoleum, the light in the stars, and the spring violets bloom all over the sky."
Kong Wuying: "!!"
Seeing that he has not moved for a long time, the people inside are a little suspicious: "Why don't you answer?"
Could it be that His Highness's identity was exposed and came to inquire about a spy
Under the urging, Kong Wuying had no choice but to bite the bullet, and said with some difficulty: "All of us in the bloody age, our lord is a, a... fat head."
Please tell him why the code is for such a thing! Who the hell made up this thing, he will kill the bastard!
Wait a minute, Xiao Shiyi actually used it as a code, could it be him
All right! Little Eleven, you're doing well.
Kong Wuying decided to let him do the math problems for another hundred years!
Fortunately, the people inside rescued their highness in time: "I just said that it is wise for your highness to use this ballad as a code. It is easy to understand, the rhythm is clear, and everyone can learn it. This ballad made by the second highness Really good!"
very good!
Second child!
Kong Wuying grinned grimly.
Then I thought about the business: "You guys wait first, I'll get you the keys." Let them go.
"No need." He only heard the voice inside, and then with a "pop", the cell was opened from the inside.
A burly middle-aged man appeared in front of Kong Wuying.
Kong Wuying: "..."
Please tell him why Mingguang's cell was designed so benevolently? It was actually locked from the inside. Is this a cell or a guest room
The empty eyes fell on the door, and the middle-aged man seemed to be aware of it, and smiled embarrassedly: "Our brother who is proficient in mechanical tools has remodeled him, brother, you are here just in time, you can take a look at our new dug a tunnel."
"Authentic?" Kong Wuying felt that he might have come by mistake, his people didn't need him to save him at all: "Are you planning to escape?"
That's not bad either.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man laughed "hehe" and said, "What are you doing running away? Our brothers in the tunnel group have been digging for two days, and they have penetrated the entire palace. Isn't their emperor going to be enthroned tomorrow? Wait for our brothers from the □□ group to come to the throne." Once you’re in place, it’ll look good.”
He laughed incomparably kindly: "This can be regarded as a generous gift from us to the emperor. Our lord has said that one must be magnanimous, and repaying grievances with virtue is the right way!"
Kong Wuying: "..."