Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

He hates it!

Rong Huang had enough food and drink, leaned on the back of the chair as if she had no bones, and yawned slowly.

Rong Huang opened and closed his greasy mouth, his wet almond eyes were stained with moisture from yawning, and he said softly, It's time to sleep.

Zhuang Tang glanced at Rong Huang angrily, and pointed to the door, There is a room in the side room, go by yourself.

Rong Huang blinked, and sat opposite Zhuang Tang without moving.

Zhuang Tang's eyes flickered slightly, and the dull taste in his mouth made him more depressed.

Since the death of his mother and concubine, no one has cared about him like this.

He drank plain porridge, and Rong Huang ate delicacies from mountains and seas. Fortunately, she could figure it out!

A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhuang Tang's mind, and the tails of his long and narrow eyes twitched, What's the matter? Could it be that you want to sleep here?

Rong Huang blinked harmlessly, and asked back, Can't you?

In the afternoon, Rong Huang took a stroll around the Qinghuai courtyard, and had already figured out the place where the butt is bigger.

If you want to say where the bed is the most comfortable, it is naturally the main room.

Rong Huang never treats herself badly, of course she has to choose the best one.

Of course not! Zhuang Tang slammed the table and refused sternly.

After a cup of tea, Zhuang Tang hugged the quilt and pillow, stood barefoot at the door of the main room, staring at the closed door without blinking, his pair of dark and deep phoenix eyes were full of shame and resentment.

If you get closer, you can vaguely hear the sound of gnashing of teeth.

A gust of cool wind blew, and Zhuang Tang, who was standing in the courtyard in his obscene clothes, shivered.

Zhuang Tang cursed in his heart.

After being poisoned by that damned Turkic poison, Zhuang Tang found that his body was strangely weakened a lot.

In the past, he didn't feel cold when soaking in the river and drinking snow water in the winter at the border, but now it's just a gust of autumn wind, which makes him shiver.

It's so embarrassing.

#前前不改战神 Once turned into a weak little boy, it was because of...#

What made Zhuang Tang even more angry was that Rong Huang didn't even give him a pair of shoes, and just pushed him out of the door.

Zhuang Tang threw a knife at He Jun, his already pale face looked even paler and haggard against the rustling autumn wind.

Like a delicate white flower trembling in the cold wind.

He Jun's head was almost buried in his chest, and he kept silent and pretended to be dead.

The concubine Shizi is really a heroine, she will hold down the son to death without any resistance.

Zhuang Tang snorted coldly, and threw the bedding and pillow to He Jun with a stinky face, his voice was so cold that it was about to drop ice scum, Make the bed for the Lord, and go back and get the thirty army sticks by yourself.

He Jun hugged the quilt and went into the side room, complaining silently in his heart that the prince dared not do anything to the concubine, so he came to bully him, an honest person.

Bullying the weak and fearing the hard is what the prince is like.

He decided that from today onwards his idol would change from the prince to the concubine.

Another gust of cool wind blew on his body, Zhuang Tang rubbed his arms, goose bumps appeared on his fair neck.

Zhuang Tang stepped on the instep of his left instep with his right foot, the meridians on the instep were clear and transparent, squinting fiercely at the closed door, he shrugged and ran into the side room.

Just wait, when he gets rid of the residual poison, he must make this woman Rong Huang look good!

snort! ! !

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This is a lingering love story between the stepdaughter and the second son of the royal family born by the step-concubine.

The stepdaughter was chosen to be the eldest son of the royal family, but she had a sense of belonging, and she swore to die, and forced her to die, so the family had no choice but to let the legitimate daughter marry for her.

The stepdaughter heroine and the second son hero stick to their hearts despite many difficulties, and finally the hero becomes the emperor and the heroine becomes the queen.