MTL - Empress True Colors-Chapter 38v4 I see you

The word "happy" didn't have time to say it.

"Bang." With a loud noise, Jing Hengbo slapped his palm heavily on the table, suppressing the last word with a loud noise, and the Confucian scholar was so frightened that he suppressed what he wanted to say.

"Hahahahaha," Jing Hengbo clapped his hands and laughed, "You look like a magic stick, you are right! This girl is indeed full of anger, her face is flushed, and there is a happy event at home—" She didn't even look at the palace. Yin, said loudly word by word: "Because! Because! I! Horse! Go! Want! Success! Pro!!"

"Ah...uh..." The Confucian scholar's face turned pale, and he thought he understood at once—the girl is not married yet, and she already has it in her stomach. Damn it, how could he say it so rashly?

After thinking about it, he immediately apologized and hurriedly bowed and said: "Congratulations girl, congratulations girl. Indeed, looking at the girl's spirit, the purple and white rise, and the canopy will be delivered, and there will be peach-red clouds, which will not go away. The husband and wife will be harmonious, the family will be rich and noble, and the children will be complete, and they will be granted the imperial order..."

He just wanted to make up for Jing Hengbo at the moment, and he was full of nonsense. Jing Hengbo listened with a smile. It's very interesting, why not give him a chance.

But he can't continue running with his mouth full of trains, and if he talks nonsense, it will make a guy like Gong Yin suspicious.

"Excellent, excellent." She interrupted the Confucian scholar, and said with a smile, "It seems that you are really talented, it's just that your luck is bad, so let's do it, I still need someone..."

Before he finished speaking, a group of men in brocade clothes came over, and none of them looked at the Confucian scholar, kicked his stool away, and said with disgust on his face: "Unlucky ghost! If you dare to stay here, get out!"

The Confucian scholar turned pale, and silently lifted the stool up, without daring to argue, he went to clear the table.

The group of people didn't stop driving people away, they stood there flicking their sleeves, mocking and sarcastic.

"You're such an idiot, you charlatan, how dare you miss Her Majesty the Queen!"

"The people who compete for the place here are all capable. Like you, brother Wang, you are capable of fighting lions and tigers; like you, brother Li, you are invincible all over the world; like you, brother Zhang, you are good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. What will happen to this poor man? Hahaha, will he be discouraged? Go to the Queen's car and tell His Majesty who has black and black spirits? Hahaha, let me tell you, pack up and get out, we are saving you, just your bad luck The ability, who wants it?"

"This guy is not only good at looking at Qi. Look, looking at Qi for fortune-telling, searching for dragons and acupoints, astronomy and geography, all of them are proficient! What a big cowhide! Speaking of fortune-telling, my younger brother just asked Mr. Qiu, a magician, to do a fortune-telling. Recently, the red luan star has been moving, so now it should be on the matter of the queen choosing her husband? Come on, brother Fang, come and show me, brother, is this aura different? Is it the purple aura coming from the east? Canopy? Hahaha, wait for my younger brother to become the king's husband..."

"You will never be able to be the king's husband in this life." Suddenly someone smiled and said in a lazy voice.

The guy who was talking endlessly was interrupted, turned his head a little angrily, and finally saw Jing Hengbo, who was about to explode, suddenly his eyes lit up, and then he smiled: "You mean me? How do you know that I can't be a king?" Husband? Or maybe the girl has taken a fancy to my talent and intends to recruit me as her husband?"

A group of frivolous prodigal sons laughed, patted the guy on the shoulder, and joked all over their mouths, all with a nonchalant expression—confucian scholars are poor, and passing women are weak, no one cares.

The noise here gradually attracted the crowd, but they didn't seem to have a good impression of the Confucian scholar, and no one said a word for him.

Jing Hengbo also smiled, and glanced at Gong Yin, who sat there quietly, except for the first glance at the Confucian scholar, he didn't even glance at the rest of the people, even if he first glanced at the Confucian scholar, his eyes were indifferent.

The ice and snow on the top of the mountain are not stained by the dust of the world.

When Jing Hengbo saw him like that, he couldn't help but get angry—was he sober? Sensible, right? Apathy, right? All the perverts in this world with a high mentality are because life is too smooth and they receive too little stimulation!

Including the group of second-generation ancestors in front of them.

"My, I've recruited someone to be my husband, I'm afraid it won't be your turn." Jing Hengbo smiled and looked at the second generation ancestor who was still laughing, and suddenly said loudly, "Where are the generals!"

"The minister is waiting!"

Suddenly there was a loud roar, which rang outside the crowd, startled the spectators and the group of "draft talents", and then the crowd became chaotic, and the people in front were pushed away one after another, and several solemn men in black stood up. Stepping out, it was the Jingwei of the Henghalberd Army personally trained by Pei Shu, who was responsible for the safety of Her Majesty the Queen.

These are all soldiers who have experienced wars and killed people. Their murderous aura is not comparable to those of the second-generation ancestors who are "invincible all over the world". Just standing outside like this, the surrounding people can't help shivering and avoiding.

The rest of the people were shocked by the phrase "the minister is waiting"—the minister? minister?

Without waiting for the "invincible players all over the world" draft group to react, Jing Hengbo pointed at the poor Confucian scholar, and said loudly, "Luoyunbu...uh...what's your name?"

The Confucian scholar said stupidly: "Fang Cheng."

"Okay, Fang Cheng from the Luoyun Department." Jing Hengbo smiled with satisfaction, "I have taken a fancy to you, and you will be the second person in my harem. Generals, I have met Mr. Fang."

Several guards suddenly half-kneeled, "I met Mr. Fang!"

The Confucian students' legs were weak, the common people were stunned, the talent show group stood stiffly, Jing Hengbo only paid attention to one person's reaction, and caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, "Very good", Gong Yin's eyelashes trembled, and his face was not very good-looking.

No matter how detached and pretending to be chic, seeing this scene in person must be very sour.

Jing Hengbo was very happy, his chest was full of joy, and he really wanted to look up and laugh three times—it's not too late for the queen to take revenge in three days!

Anyway, I repaid a tenth of the depression I saw that bottle that day.

At this time Qisha also rushed over, yelling that this product is no good, malnourished, it will eat up Yuzhao Palace, no, no, it is not as good as the previous one.

Si Rongming seemed to be very happy with the seven kills, and the seven teasers began to praise Si Rongming for being a good person, yelling and saying that they could be named a nobleman.

Looking at Gong Yin, Jing Hengbo's face seemed to turn paler.

God assists, seven kills, Jing Hengbo was in a good mood, pointed at the panicked second generation ancestor, and said with a smile: "You said that your red luan is a star? I see that you are indeed a red luan. How can you not honor the bull you blow out?" ?" She looked left and right, suddenly pointed to the front, and said with a smile, "I'll give you that beauty."

Everyone turned their heads and saw a butcher on the side of the street leading a sow to be slaughtered...

"You...you...you..." The young master trembled his lips, "you are too deceitful..."

"Presumptuous!" All the generals yelled angrily, and there was a sound of iron hoofs running on the street, and the summoned cross-halberd army came galloping, the iron armor was faintly hidden in the smoke and dust, and the Queen's guard of honor was among them.

This formation, the people who were dubious at first, immediately withered.

Jing Hengbo had already turned away with a giggling smile, "Seven kills, remember to supervise this young man's wedding night!"

"We're doing business, don't worry!" Qi Sha answered in unison, glanced at the sow with malicious intent, and then at the son-in-law, especially focusing on turning around the crotch. After a few turns, the guy Just peed my pants.

Jing Hengbo ignored it - she just wanted to give a warning to this group of **** who had misbehaved and dared to pretend to be kings.

Dare to overestimate one's abilities and give a marriage sow!

She didn't even look at Gong Yin, and turned to get in the car. Fang Cheng was still standing there with a pale face, in the mist, like a dream. Those who move the stools move the stools, those who put away the tables take away the tables, some bow to dust off the dust, some steal silver, and some apologize quietly. Everyone's eyes are full of envy for him flying up to the branches and fear of royal power. Fang Cheng felt more and more like he was dreaming, staring at Jing Hengbo's back, his eyes gradually dimmed.

Long ago, the guards of the Hengji Army came forward to ask him to get in the car, and followed the queen, and Si Rongming, who could be a man, came to chat with him in person, and everyone was amazed and praised. Another slight change.

It took Fang Cheng a while to gather his composure, and was about to follow, when a voice suddenly whispered in his ear: "May I ask, sir, what was the sentence you didn't finish talking to Her Majesty the Queen?"

When Fang Cheng turned his head, he saw the man in white just sitting there, watching him quietly.

Those eyes are so clear and penetrating that they can see the fine dust in the world.

Fang Cheng was caught by those gazes, and was a little distracted for a moment. Seeing that he didn't answer, the man paused, and said, "The last two words seem to be happy..."

"Nonsense!" Fang Cheng regained consciousness immediately, his face flushed, and he said loudly, "Stop talking nonsense! Her Majesty has not yet come out of the cabinet, she is pure and pure, how can there be such absurd things!"

"Oh? Then what do you mean by overlapping anger?"

Fang Cheng swallowed, thinking that this guy's ears are so sharp, and Her Majesty the Queen deliberately said it arrogantly, but he just wasn't fooled.

"Looking at the qi below, what you are looking at is a person's qi, whether it is prosperous or weak. Like your qi, it is quite weak, and the queen is in full bloom, healthy and healthy, and she is also a real dragon emperor. Her luck is extraordinary, and she is more angry than ordinary people. Naturally, it will be doubled!"

While making nonsense, Fang Cheng secretly rejoiced that he had only explained to the queen what he meant about overlapping anger earlier, otherwise he would really not be able to tell this lie in front of this person's particularly sharp eyes.

The man in white stopped talking, and Fang Cheng didn't dare to pester him, so he swung his sleeves and said, "Stop thinking about it!" and hurried away.

Before getting into the carriage, he couldn't help turning his head, and saw that man was still sitting there, his posture was quiet, and his expression on the side seemed to be still thinking.

He inadvertently turned his eyes and looked at the Queen's car. The door curtain of that car was drooping deeply, but a corner of the window seemed to be lifted up, revealing half of her snow-skinned face, but when he wanted to take a closer look, the curtain suddenly came back. lay down.

…

Gong Yin is indeed thinking. Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

In fact, he didn't hear the word "Youxi". Jing Hengbo's filming was too timely.

But it was because of her uncharacteristically slapping the table that it caught his attention—Jing Hengbo was never one to be surprised.

Looking at the shape of Fang Cheng's mouth, what he didn't say seemed to be the word "Hi".

Is there a joy, or a happy event?

Can make sense.

You are happy... You are happy... Gujing Wubo's heart can't help being a little confused. This idea is so amazing that he doesn't even dare to think about it. Although he doesn't want to doubt his ability, but with his serious illness...

But in case...

It's just that Jing Hengbo's complexion is very good, and there is nothing wrong with his walking response, but he can't confirm the doubts in his heart.

He pondered, and his thoughts drifted back to the night in the carriage palace. At that time, his mind was messy and he didn't pay attention to many details. At this moment, he suddenly remembered, did Jing Hengbo become popular that night?

It is really impossible to guess, because there is no bed in the carriage, a brocade carpet is spread on the spot, and the blanket is bright red.

There are people around me who are chattering, it is the group of children who chatter suddenly after they were born, they are all saying that Her Majesty the Queen is so beautiful, why don't we try it for real, and they say that the Queen seems to be serious, look I have already accepted two of them so quickly, and it seems that these two are not very good. Let's go to one of them and win the other. I also said that the first future prince's husband has an outstanding temperament. It turns out that the queen likes such gentle and kind people. ...Hearing that his heart was slightly depressed.

Originally, he knew that she was going to the Fushui Department, so he purposely came to the Luoyun Department. The Luoyun Department also had what he was looking for, so he could be separated from Jing Hengbo. Who knew she didn't enter the Fushui Department, so what should he do now? Continue to insist on staggering, or go your own way?

At some point, Long Zhai had already arrived behind him. He was watching Jing Hengbo's chariot and horses going away without saying a word. Nan Jin stood beside him. After the night of the chariot, Nan Jin returned to the team of Long's family.

Seeing these two people, Gong Yin thought for a while again. Jing Hengbo's existence was threatening to both Long Zhai and Nan Jin, which made it difficult for him to make a choice—he seemed to care too much, would It caused Long Zhai's hostility towards Jing Hengbo; if he didn't care, it might also make Long Zhai unscrupulous and more casual in attacking Jing Hengbo.

Moisture suddenly appeared on his face, he looked up at the sky, and suddenly it rained.

The people on the road ran away. This is a big village on the border of Luoyunbu. Because of the famous martial arts, it is very famous in the local area. There are many residents. It is a small town and there are also inns. After passing here, you have to walk dozens of miles to Xiangnan Mansion, Luoyun Bian City.

The children of the Long family naturally didn't care about sleeping in the wild, but Gong Yin looked at the Queen's car driving away, and ordered to stay on the spot, and the group stayed in the inn at the east end of the town.

Over there, the queen drove away gradually, and walked another ten miles before choosing a suitable place to camp.

Pei Shu persuaded Jing Hengbo to stay in the village, but Jing Hengbo did not agree, she had other plans.

When the car stopped to set up camp, she said she wanted to go for a walk, and no one was allowed to follow her. She always went wherever she wanted, and no one could stop her, so she had to let her go.

Jing Hengbo returned to that town.

Putting on a veil and changing clothes, he went straight to the two medical clinics he noticed on the road.

When she came out of the first medical clinic, her face was full of joy, and she entered the second medical clinic. When she came out, her eyebrows and eyes seemed to fly.

When I saw a fruit seller on the road, I stopped, rubbed my stomach and said to myself, "Eat more fruits, your baby's skin will be good."

Weighed a lot of pears, peaches, and loquats, and saw sour apricots nearby, a woman with a big belly was asking the price, and she also rushed over to buy them. The woman looked at her curiously, and said with a smile: "Sister, what's the price?" Apricots are sour, they are specially for us pregnant women, don't buy them lightly, they will make your teeth sour."

"Oh, it's just right for me, I have a big belly, I have a big belly." Jing Hengbo replied with a smile, holding a basket of apricots in his arms.

She hugged a large handful of sour apricots, and she ate them as she walked, and they were really sour, so sour, she didn't want to eat sour apricots, but she was excited at this moment, and she wanted to tell the world something, but it was hard to tell , I have to do something that pregnant women do - such as eating sour food.

The subtle psychology here is not for outsiders to understand, just like the sweet but slightly sour mood at this moment, only I understand that her mood is a little hot and a little chaotic, and she ate a lot of sour apricots without knowing it.

Then she started not feeling well.

My stomach was churning a little, and my teeth were so sour that they almost turned into tofu.

She had no choice but to run to the medical hall again, and the moment she entered the door, she suddenly bumped into a person who came out.

The man took a step back suddenly, as if avoiding something unclean, he turned straight away for a long time. This gesture was more familiar, and Jing Hengbo simply stopped raising his head. Fortunately, the man was also indifferent and indifferent. He didn't ask her to apologize, and didn't give her an apology. Holding the things in his hand, he walked straight past her.

Jing Hengbo stood in the shadow by the door, and looked back, it was indeed Nan Jin, whose back had merged into the crowd.

Jing Hengbo didn't see the medicine bag in her hand, but just now he felt the smell of medicine on her body. It was strange for Nan Jin to come to a small town medical center to grab medicine, but it was even more strange to hide the medicine after grabbing it.

Jing Hengbo then queued up in the medical hall, and when it was her turn, she said something indiscriminately about why she felt uncomfortable, and then asked the doctor in a low voice, "What medicine did that strange woman in white dress come to prescribe?"

Sure enough, the doctor knew that he was referring to Nan Jin, but he smiled and shook his head, and said solemnly: "Girl, keeping secrets for patients is the virtue of a doctor..."

The silver light suddenly blinded his eyes, and the doctor forgot what he wanted to say.

Jing Hengbo held the silver in his palm, and said with a smile, "That's my family's concubine."

The doctor immediately understood, flicked his sleeve, put the silver into his sleeve, coughed and said: "Then madam, you have to be careful, your concubine is very restless..."