Rebirth: Sick Jiao Regent is a clinging spirit every day

Song Guo.

palace...

In the empty hall, there were only two people. Song Mang was wearing a golden dragon robe, with a flattering smile on his old face.

"Qingyu, you are back. I haven't seen you after going out for so long, and you are not in the palace. I feel flustered."

Jun Qingyu was dressed in a black robe, sitting lazily on the big chair next to him, with a silver mask on his face, only the bright red corners of his mouth were exposed.

Supporting his forehead with one hand, he raised the corner of his eyes slightly, "What this king wants to do seems to have nothing to do with His Majesty."

"Yes, yes, of course it has nothing to do with it, but I heard that Prince Yuan Qiguo will be here soon, and Mu Yuting sent him over. It's nothing good. I want you to get rid of him without anyone noticing."

If he arrives in the imperial city, he will show his broad mind and meet him in person!

His Royal Highness, a crown prince who broke a small country, wants his majesty who is a country to come and greet him?

That old bastard Mu Yuting must not have any good ideas.

To put it nicely, exchanging academics between the two countries is actually sending him to be a spy in the Song Dynasty.

Jun Qingyu's pitch-black eyes were colorless, and his whole face was glowing white, "Okay..."

Song Meng's back felt cold, and he felt that Jun Qingyu was not cold like a normal person.

Nothing could arouse his emotions.However, he still needs to rely on this person. With him, he doesn't need to worry about anything.

"Father...Father, I heard that His Royal Highness Yuan Qiguo is coming soon. I will go to the city gate to meet him in person to show the national prestige of our Great Song Kingdom."

Song Jinxuan weighed his clothes and ran in in a panic. When he saw Jun Qingyu, he shut his mouth and stood obediently.

He...how is he still there, it's not that he's missing.For this reason, he was also happy for several days.

Song Mang frowned, feeling disgusted with his son.

"Jinxuan, when you are in a hurry, when will you be as calm as your uncle?"

Of his nine sons, not even one looks like Jun Qingyu.

One is more trash than the other, and the other is more than a dude!

Song Jinxuan curled his lips and rolled his eyes secretly.

Mingming is younger than himself and is still an emperor's uncle. Is he worthy?

Can't do anything except pretend.

"Yes, father, how can I compare to the emperor's uncle, he is the frightening little regent of the mainland of Kyushu."

Song Jinxuan saluted Jun Qingyu respectfully.

The father and Jun Qingyu are brothers, but now they are nine brothers, and they are inexplicably a head shorter than Jun Qingyu.

Song Meng said coldly, "Jinxuan, you said just now that you would go to meet the Crown Prince in person, you don't have to go, your uncle will go."

"He's going, father, don't let him go, if he goes, His Highness will be frightened."

It's been two days since I saw his great beauty, and I really miss him so much.

The beauty is so delicate, what if Jun Qingyu scares her?

Song Meng frowned, "Jinxuan, don't mess around, your uncle has already agreed."

A woman in a pink maid uniform walked up to Jun Qingyu with a cup of tea in her hand, her face was flushed, and she couldn't help but look at him more.

Although it was rumored that the little regent's face was completely ruined, but with his whole body's aura, people were inexplicably overwhelmed.

With a slight shake of his calm hand, a drop of water fell on Jun Qingyu.

The maid bent her legs and knelt straight on the ground, her eyes were full of tears, she was charming.

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life, the slaves didn't do it on purpose."

"The servant will change your clothes for you..."

Jun Qingyu lowered his eyes, and an ugly yellow accessory hanging around his waist was stained with a drop of water.

"The slave will give it to you personally..."

Before the maid could finish her sentence, a sharp pain came from her chest, and her body flew upside down!

The pain in the muscles and bones, the woman clutched her chest, moaning in pain, with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

Song Jinxuan stood where he was, his legs trembling with fright, fearing that he would be the next one to be kicked out.

"Qingyu, she's just a maid, why should she be so arrogant."

It was the first time Song Meng saw Jun Qingyu so angry, and his cloudy eyes were filled with inquiry.

Jun Qingyu picked up the purse at his waist, with imperceptible tenderness in his eyes, and gently wiped off the water stains on it, holding it in his hand like a treasure.

Song Jinxuan saw the purse in his hand from the corner of his eye, and felt like he had seen it somewhere...

On a bed made of fine rosewood, lay a beautiful woman carved from jade.

He moved his fingers lightly, his black butterfly-like eyelashes trembled, and his delicate brows were slightly frowned, as if he had some nightmare.

"A Xun!"

Mu Chengyan opened his eyes abruptly, and was surrounded by unfamiliar scenes. The gorgeous bead curtains were shining brightly, and the exquisitely carved jade beds and seats revealed extreme luxury everywhere.

Where is this place?

What about Ah Xun?

Where is the man in black?

Mu Chengyan sat up, his long messy hair was hanging down on the bed, his slender waist was unbearable, the collar of his clothes drooped slightly, revealing his delicate and fair collarbone.

"Moon Shadow..."

"Your Highness, you are awake!"

Yueying pushed open the door and came running wildly, with white cloth wrapped around her arms and hung around her neck.

"Yueying, you are injured..."

"It's okay, Your Highness, you don't have to worry, it's just a minor injury, it will be fine tomorrow, does your injury still hurt?"

Yueying is still feeling guilty now, because of her negligence, His Highness was injured.

His Highness is most afraid of pain, golden branches and jade leaves, where has he been injured.

Mu Chengyan shook his head, "No...it's okay, where is Ah Xun? Where did Ah Xun go? Where is this place?"

"Here... This is the Song Dynasty Palace, Your Highness, we have arrived."

"It's here? Ah Xun, where did he go?"

Yue Ying continued, "He said that His Highness was injured, and he wanted to find medicinal materials for His Highness himself, and he disappeared before entering the palace."

Mu Chengyan coughed twice, put on his shoes, "I'll go find Ah Xun, he can't enter the palace alone."

"I heard that the sick prince from Yuan Qiguo lives here. Let him live in the palace. Are you afraid that everyone in the palace will suffer bad luck?"

"Your Highness Seventh Prince, you...why are you here?"

"The whole palace is the home of my prince. Of course, this prince can come wherever he wants!"

The door was violently pushed open, the young man raised his ponytail lightly, dressed in a simple golden robe, with his arms around his chest, and there was a haughty look on his brows.

"Are you the sick prince?"

Song Jinxing raised his eyes, and a delicate face fell into his eyes...

"Song Jinxing, this king let you in?"

A cold voice came from behind, so cold and emotionless, like a voice from hell.

Song Jinxing trembled behind her back, turned her head tremblingly, and bent down respectfully, "Uncle Emperor..."

Mu Chengyan raised his head, and the man's tall figure came into view.

A silver mask covered most of his face, and he was wearing a golden silk dragon pattern robe. His whole body was covered with a layer of ice, which would last all year round!

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