A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

Knowing the stakes involved, the old man rarely became serious: "Girl Qing, grandpa knows about it. If you have anything to do, you must tell us. Grandpa can help to some extent."

After all, the old man had gone through many ups and downs in his life on the battlefield, but he didn't worry too much and made the right choice right away. If the relationship between Meiying Dynasty and Moyan Pavilion was exposed out of worry, not only would it not be able to help Wu Qing, but it would also cause her to worry more. He might as well hide in the dark and give those people a surprise blow when Wu Qing needs it!

"Don't worry, I will definitely try my best to help you." Wu Qing narrowed his eyebrows and suddenly smiled. Despite the fact that the old emperor's family was always dishonest, in fact, even the twin sisters were magicians in the Xuanqing Realm, and they were all-powerful geniuses when they were young.

At the same time, Meiying Dynasty is not easy to mess with. The people's cohesion is frighteningly high, and the backing she has is indestructible. If something really happened, the people who often used her as a topic of conversation would help!

"Girl Qing, where is that brat Ling Zhihong?" Putting aside this heavy topic, the old man finally thought of his grandson, who was said to be very precious.

"I threw him to the Moyan Pavilion for hard training." Wu Qing threw a bun into his mouth and answered vaguely. Ling Erguo has been gone for a long time, and the old man hangs around the palace every day. She never thought of it until today. She really doubted that those who said that the old man loved his grandchildren as much as their lives had something wrong with their eyes.

In fact, the old man just had a granddaughter and forgot about his grandson.

Went to Moyan Pavilion? The old man was stunned, and suddenly he stroked his beard and smiled broadly: "It's good to go to Moyan Pavilion! It's good to go to Moyan Pavilion! That brat should suffer a little!"

No one who comes out of Mo Yan Pavilion is a waste! Even if that person is a cripple, Moyan Pavilion has the ability to turn him into a genius! Ling Zhihong will definitely be reborn after leaving.

No one doesn't expect his son to succeed. Although the old man usually doesn't say anything and condones Ling Zhihong's wanton behavior, he sighs for his grandson every night. However, Ling Erhuo's physical foundation was so poor that it was useless for the old man to worry about losing his hair, but Wu Qing gave him hope.

"Grandpa, someone will take good care of the bad guy's body, so you can rest assured and wait for your heir!" Wu Qing sighed with a smile. The General's Mansion is such a single seedling, carrying all the old man's hopes and an old man's wish. She I don’t want the old man’s wish to come true.

"Okay! Okay! Girl Qing, grandpa's love for you was not in vain!" The old man's eyes were a little moist. He originally thought that no one would inherit his body in this life, but he didn't expect Wu Qing to give him such a surprise. How could he not love his granddaughter?

What happened to being perverse and cruel? What happened to the brutality and gore? What happened to the romantic dandy? If she treats you sincerely, she will give you her wholeheartedly! Such a person is the granddaughter of his general who holds the country in his palm! A wonderful granddaughter for life!

After talking nonsense with Mr. Ling for a while, and being cheated out of several jars of fine wine, Wu Qing finally sent the difficult old man away.

Stretching, Wu Qing glanced at the sky outside. The sun had already passed through the sky. She had gotten up late to begin with, and after a lot of trouble, it was already past noon.

Well, it's not too early or too late. She can go back to bed and sleep for a while, and then go to the brothel with Mei Yange in the evening. I heard that a new red building opened in Meidu, it seems to be called Xiangyu Building or something. It is said that the oiran there is one of the best!

It turns out that the lives of injured patients are so colorful!

Walking lazily back to the room, Wu Qing pushed open the door and entered. Just when he was about to fall on the bed, he saw the mist-like green shadow beside the table.

The tall and graceful figure, just leaning back on the chair and playing with the heavy purple talisman paper casually, has a unique elegance and warmth that makes people feel relaxed. Who is this guy if he’s not Huang Yin?

Wu Qing was stunned at first, and then asked with some dissatisfaction: "Scane, why are you still here?"

"Xiao Qing'er, your words are very hurtful." Huang Yin raised his eyes, smiled, sighed leisurely, and teased. As soon as the gentle and elegant Imperial Master came to Wu Qing's side, his true colors were revealed. He was noble and powerful but refused people thousands of miles away.

"I didn't see it." Wu Qing replied unceremoniously. This scourge smiled so seductively, which is also called sad. Everyone in the world should go to mourn.

Accustomed to Huang Yin's ruthlessness and ruthlessness under his handsomeness, Wu Dian didn't say anything, just ignored him and swayed to the bed.

Cuddled up in bed, just as Wu Qing was about to go to see Duke Zhou in a daze, Huang Yin's clear voice suddenly came to his ears: "Xiao Qing'er, are you satisfied with the bed?"

Hearing the sound, Wu Qing's chaotic mind suddenly woke up. She poked her head for a while, and it took a while before she understood what Huang Yin was referring to. He didn't say that she really didn't notice anything. Only when he mentioned it did she feel that the fragrance of bamboo filled her nose when she buried her head in the bed.

"Did you really make this bed?" Wu Qing stuck his head out with a look of disbelief on his face. She just casually said in the morning that someone would clean up the blood-stained sheets, but she didn't expect Huang Yin to actually do it.

"How could I not do what Xiao Qing'er asked me to do?" A low and melodious laughter slowly approached. The bed sank, and Huang Yin was already sitting on the edge of the bed, reaching out to rub the top of Wu Qing's hair out of habit. .

Glancing at the neatly wrinkled bedsheets and the cup of horror under her body, Wu Qing looked at Huang Yin as if she had discovered a new world, and sighed: "I didn't see it. It turns out that you are such a scourge and you still have to be a good wife and good friend." It's a pity, a pity..."

Halfway through his words, Wu Qing shook his head with infinite regret. The bed was as good as that of the virtuous Dai Yan, and she couldn't imagine what it would be like for Huang Yin, who was focused on fighting against the sheets.

Probably... he will be as handsome and handsome as ever! Anyway, when Huang Yin shows off his temperament, no matter what he does, he is pleasing to the eye. Sure enough, temperament is king!

It's just that it's really a pity...

"Disaster, if you hadn't cut off your sleeves, I might have reluctantly accepted you." Wu Qing sank softly into the bed, and Wu Qing's hands restlessly hit Huang Yin's face, ravaging it without any politeness at all. A handsome face filled with anger from both humans and gods.

Huang Yin is a person with first-class temperament and outstanding appearance. She should be as eye-catching as possible when she is around her. Her strength is even more outstanding. Although she is not very clear about Huang Yin's identity, how can she be inferior to someone who can occupy a place in the divine palace? go?

Moreover, he is also very good at playing the piano, and it is a pleasure just to watch him playing the piano. At the same time, he is also proficient in medical skills, which is perfect for being with someone like her who has a small injury every three days and a serious injury every three to five years! What's more, he can also do housework. If you are looking for a partner, he is definitely a partner worth considering!

However, this thing just happens to be a cut sleeve, even if she is a monster that brings disaster to the country and the people, she will not be able to live with it.

Forget it, it’s not bad to be a GAY honey...

Listening to Wu Qing's sigh, Huang Yin's eyes suddenly shone with a very bright luster, but he buried it well, and in an instant there was only darkness left. He just smiled lightly and said: "As long as Xiao Qing'er likes it, I will It’s your person.”

Facing Huang Yin's dark eyes, which were as deep as the bottom of a ravine, Wu Qing's heart trembled for some reason, and an unknown emotion surged into her heart, leaving her a little at a loss.

Quickly shaking off the strangeness in his heart, Wu Qing said half-jokingly: "Disaster, are you serious? If you abandon your great short-sleeved cause because of me, I will be punished by God!"

It is a stunning sight to say the least that can attract a person like Huang Yin who has high eyesight. A pair of such men standing together is definitely a beautiful sight. The rotten girls should scream. If it breaks down because of her unintentional words, she will become a sinner for the ages!

"Xiao Qing'er, don't just joke, I will take it seriously." Huang Yin's voice gradually became hoarse, and he leaned close to Wu Qing, almost touching Wu Qing's soft cheek.

You can joke about anything, but not this one. Perhaps because of Wu Qing's half-true joke, he couldn't help but tear her apart and eat her up!

Even though Wu Qing was a bit nervous and his thinking was not on the right track, he still felt that something was not right about the atmosphere at this time, but he could not figure out what was wrong. The corner of her eye drifted to the talisman on the table, and she abruptly changed the subject: "Did Lady Dai send the talisman over?"

"Just sent it here," Huang Yin didn't expose Wu Qing, but just followed her words. Some things can't be rushed. With her carefree temperament, being able to feel uncomfortable is already a great improvement. "The heavy purple talisman paper is indeed a rare treasure in the world. No good thing can escape Xiao Qing'er." Eyes."

It's no wonder that Wu Qing, who has always been absent, came to the scene in person. If the little monster hadn't taken action, he wouldn't have paid much attention to this seemingly ordinary red sandalwood talisman, and he would never have thought that this small talisman could be astonishing. Made of heavy purple talisman!

"Can Xiao Qing'er know how to draw spells?" Huang Yin asked. Wu Qing has always been an inexhaustible treasure trove. When you think you have figured out all her talents, she will suddenly give you a slap in the head. Revealing something new perfectly shows you why she is called a genius.

"I know a little bit." Wu Qing replied truthfully. There were also a few beautiful spell masters in Moyan Pavilion. She used to tease them when she had nothing to do. She secretly learned a few spell masters by the way, and she was considered a newbie spell master.

Ever since she saw the heavy purple talisman paper, she had decided to become a talisman master. As the saying goes, one more skill means more one can save one's life. She has experienced this firsthand. Anyway, she has a lot of free time, and it is more than enough to practice one more discipline.

"Disaster, do you know how to use spells?" Wu Qing asked suddenly. What Huang Yin just meant was that he had recognized the true identity of the talisman. Don't tell her that Disaster was still a spell master.

"I know a little bit, but I'm not proficient." Huang Yin thought for a while and replied.