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

Wu Qing couldn't even think of teasing such a person, it was too derogatory to her taste! Of course, she didn't know that this was because Wan Leihai was used to being domineering in the Shenyin Sect.

He has a good talent for Yuyin. He has reached the Silver Frost level at a young age, and he has received a lot of care. As the youngest deputy hall master, he has a place in the Shenyin Sect. In such an environment, it is normal for Wan Leihai to rely on his genius and never take others seriously.

The stick hit the cotton, and Wan Leihai's face suddenly turned as stinky as a preserved egg. He snorted, "Ignoring guests, is this the way you, Meiying Dynasty, treat guests?"

Hearing this, Wu Ding was surprised. Turning around, she asked with a smile: "Deputy Hall Master, in this Meidu, Hall Master Liu is a guest, are you also a guest?" Wan Leihai's father is a guest. To the Prime Minister, he actually has the nerve to say that he is a guest in his hometown?

No brains, no limits, this is it!

Wan Leihai's throat froze and he was suddenly speechless. To put it nicely, he was just a hot-blooded young man who was overly enthusiastic. To put it worse, he was a big fool with well-developed limbs and a foolhardy mind. But it’s okay if you say that your brain doesn’t work well. If you don’t realize it when you go out to make people look embarrassed, then that’s a sin. Look at how cute that idiot Ling Er is!

"Prince Qing, this deputy hall master is here today on behalf of the Shenyin Sect, not on behalf of my father. Just like the master, how can he not be considered a guest?" Lei Wanhai defended himself and treated him as his master, Hall Master Liu. Lifted out.

Wu leaned her body against the back of the chair, supported her head and let the maid peel the grapes and put them in her mouth. Her eyes looking at Wan Leihai were full of meaning.

"Deputy Hall Master, go tell this to Prime Minister Wan. What's the point of telling this king?" Listening to Wan Leihai's tone, he had no intention of admitting that he was from the Wan family. If Wan Chuan counts on this son in the future, he will probably be pissed to death.

But does this have anything to do with her? It’s already good that she doesn’t let Prince Qing’s house set off firecrackers to celebrate, and her cheap dad might even light up his face, spread flowers, and serve wine...

"No need! This deputy hall master represents the Shenyin Sect, what objection can he have?" Upon hearing Wu Qing's words, Wan Leihai immediately hummed arrogantly. How could he need to ask Wan Chuan for instructions on these matters?

What can Wanjia count? In the Meiying Dynasty, he might be a very popular minister, but in the Shenyin Sect, Wan Jia is just an undercover agent and a slave. But in the Shenyin Sect, he is the deputy hall master who is ranked below a few people but above ten thousand people. Even if Wan Chuan is his father, he still has to listen to him!

Because of his excitement, Wan Leihai's voice was much louder than usual. Everyone who was talking in lowered voices looked over at him.

After understanding the hidden content in the words, the faces of everyone at the seats changed slightly. Wan Leihai's words may seem simple and clear, but they are intriguing. Many smart people have already sensed the key to it.

The Prime Minister's Mansion and the Shenyin Sect have a close relationship!

Suddenly, people's eyes changed when they looked at Wan Leihai, and the officials of the Meiying Dynasty became even more serious. It's okay for Wan Chuan to be arrogant in the court, but if it involves collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, even if Wan Chuan's power reaches the sky, they must get rid of this cancer!

Realizing that he had let something slip, Wan Leihai's expression changed and he opened his mouth to explain something, but couldn't. His expression changed for a long time, and in the end he could only glare at Wu Qing fiercely, holding the words in his stomach but unable to say them.

Wuqing, who had been fooled by others in a few words, slowly chewed the grape meat in his mouth, letting the sweet and sour taste melt into his taste buds, turning a deaf ear to Wan Leihai's hostility.

Every move in the Prime Minister's Mansion is under her control, and she has known for a long time that the person behind Wan Chuan is the Shenyin Sect. She believed that Mei Yange and the old emperor should also be aware of it, but they were just not sure. And Wan Leihai's words were enough to confirm their suspicions.

The people on the seats understood clearly, their expressions were solemn and solemn, and they were inexplicable, but they all stopped talking in a tacit understanding, and the atmosphere on the field became slightly stiff.

However, the culprit seemed not to notice anything. He slowly swallowed the grapes in his mouth and exclaimed inappropriately: "This year's grapes seem to be sweeter."

The expressions of the ministers who were contemplating how to deal with Wan Chuan were cracked for a moment. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don’t just eat, national affairs are important!

"Your Majesty, my nephew, who is a businessman in the old minister's family, brought back authentic Kashgar grapes from the Western Regions this year. I will visit you one day and let your prince taste them."

Who just slandered the national affairs? !

The world is big, this man has the biggest problem!

"Don't mind, everyone. This kid Lei Hai is outspoken and obsessed with Yuyin. He doesn't understand the ways of the world, which makes you laugh." In the heavy atmosphere, Hall Master Liu, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, the old woman's unique Kindness just soothes people's hearts, and actually makes the atmosphere a lot more relaxed.

With half-closed eyes, Wu Qing allowed herself to be served by the beauty. She paused slightly while chewing, but then swallowed the pulp as if nothing had happened.

When the pulp entered the esophagus, she lazily opened her eyes. While looking at Hall Master Liu calmly, she said politely: "Hall Master Liu, you're welcome. I'm just worried about Prime Minister Wan. The Prime Minister is all the same." He is old, has not worked too hard, and his daughter has become like this. He should have a sensible and considerate son to end his life, right?"

Listening to these rhetorics, the people on the field twitched their brows. Who in the world doesn't know that the hatred between Wu Qing and Wan Chuan is as deep as the sea? But who is this monster in front of me who says from the bottom of his heart how much he cares about others? Even the issue of retirement and retirement has been considered!

Although few of the polite words are true, at least don’t make them too fake!

If someone raises her eyebrows, she is being polite to you. What's wrong? Come and bite her!

"Your Majesty has a broad mind, but this Hall Master is overly worried." Hall Master Liu smiled happily, his expression not changing at all because of Wu Qing's extremely unreliable words.

"Excuse me." Wu Qing replied smoothly, but his eyes naturally rested on Hall Master Liu.

This was when she really looked at the seemingly kind-hearted Hall Master Liu. The old man in front of her had white hair in a bun, and his weather-beaten face showed a shrewdness that could see through the world. He was no different from an ordinary old lady. However, if it hadn't been for that, Wu Qing might have regarded her as an ordinary old man.

He is outspoken and outspoken, and does not understand the ways of the world. He seems to be excusing Wan Leihai, but after careful consideration, he seems to be somewhat sure of what Wan Leihai said, and at the same time, he secretly laughs at his lack of scheming!

Wu Qing laughed silently. It seemed that there was no harmony between the master and the disciple!

"What kind of broad-mindedness! If she were broad-minded, would she treat my sister like this?!" Seeing Hall Master Liu and Wu Qing collapsing together in "harmony", Wan Leihai became even more angry and complained regardless of the occasion, "Master , who is your disciple! Don’t always help outsiders!"

"Lei Hai, don't mess around. What nonsense are you talking about!" Hall Master Liu scolded, like an elder calling a junior, with doting in his eyes. However, Wu Qing looked at her yellow eyes. His eyes caught a flash of displeasure.

"Master, where did I mess up? It was obviously Prince Qing who started the trouble! You can't always blame me for the fault!" Wan Leihai shouted relentlessly, the last sentence almost growled, looking at Liu There was indescribable... resentment in the hall master's eyes?

Well, it’s just resentment! Wu Qing was surprised by the thoughts that suddenly came to him.

"Xiao Wuqing, the Shenyin Sect is starting to bite dogs." In doubt, Wuqing's flirtatious voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and he knew that this guy was gloating about his misfortune.

Out of the corner of his eye, Wu Qing saw Xianghong, who was sitting not far away and was filled with charming words and songs. There were large demon lotuses blooming on her robe, and her graceful and graceful appearance revealed a proud and free spirit. Uninhibited and casual, he talked with representatives from other countries.

A certain person was speechless. This coquettish man was constantly gossiping about her, and he pretended to have a pleasant conversation with her. The representative still looked flattered. It was really a tragedy.

"Xiao Wuqing, you must be slandering me now, right?" Soon, Mei Yange's spiritual message came to Wu Qing's mind again. Mental voice transmission is a secret communication method that uses mental power to transmit words. Only the target of the transmission can hear it, so the charming words and songs can be unscrupulous.

Three thousand black lines poured down from Wu Qing's forehead. This guy was worthy of being her brother, and he could be considered a roundworm in her belly!

"It's your honor to be slandered by me, a beautiful woman with beautiful words and songs." In the same way, Wu Qinghui spoke with a spirit. She is definitely an example of someone who can talk nonsense without blushing, heartbeat, or breathlessness.

"This momentum, tsk tsk, Xiao Wuqing, do you want to get a queen to do it?" Mei Yange sighed with a smile, and took advantage of the opportunity of bowing her head to compliment, giving Wu Qing a coquettish look, The depths of her peach blossom eyes are full of calculations.

In terms of resourcefulness, Wu Qing needs ink to have ink, and black water to have black water; in terms of strength, a Xuanqing mid-level dark magician who is only 28 years old is sitting in charge, is he afraid that the Meiying Dynasty will not be strong? In terms of temperament, Wu Qing's aura of domination over the world is no less than his, so leaving the Meiying Dynasty to her is definitely the best choice! I believe his father would be very happy.

Knowing Mei Yange's thoughts clearly, Wu Qing gave him a blank look, and then replied with a smile: "Beautiful Yan Ge, I know that we have a good relationship, and we share blessings and hardships, but business matters It’s still a matter of public affairs, if you dare to lose the old emperor’s position to me, I will definitely give you the next special fatwa to save your face.”

That was a special fatwa. It had never been used since the establishment of Moyan Pavilion. It was extremely wasteful to mobilize so many people. To hunt down such a person was a big waste. But considering that Mei Yange had a very weak relationship with her, she reluctantly used it once.