"You know, I want you to be my royal consort, so how could I kill you?!" Wang Qing laughed.

　　Murong Xue's body lurched, a fragment suddenly flashed in her mind, then disappeared again, she was too late to catch it, only vaguely seemed to have a man's back, the tightness of a back made her feel palpitating.

　　"What's wrong?" Wang Qing asked.

　　Murong Xue glanced at him with a complicated expression and ultimately said nothing.

　　A few days passed.

　　On this journey, no matter what Wang Qing said, Murong Xue just nodded her head faintly and responded, no more interest in talking.

　　That very next day before dawn, Murong Xue was pulled into the car.

　　In fact, Wang Qing was also trying to prevent the city lord of the Black City from detaining them.

　　In fact, he was overthinking it.

　　Because it was easy to get out of the city gates.

　　Only when he went out to the city gates did Wang Qing put his heart down.

　　Murong Xue looked at the scenery outside the car, getting farther and farther away from the Black City.

　　She felt a vague twinge of uneasiness in her heart, always feeling that something was about to happen.

　　The last few days, Wang Qing did not seem to have much time to take care of her, only occasionally pulling her together during meals to talk and such, he was completely missing on weekdays and seemed to be busy with something?

　　Murong Xue couldn't help but start to worry.

　　Originally the situation of the three countries is tense, and now joined the Black City, the world will be a chaotic mess, really suffering the people, but I hope Lin Yang will be able to bring those things out as soon as possible.

　　Luckily, she had already discussed quite a few issues with everyone inside the research lab before she was robbed, so as long as she perfected what she said, it shouldn't be too much of a problem.

　　One month later.

　　Muriel felt like her ass wasn't even her own anymore.

　　Backward era, to go to a country actually need a whole month, and this road bumpy as hell, Murong Xue whole person is not good.

　　Murong Xue, who was sitting in the carriage, could hear the bursts of cheers from outside.

　　Curious, she lifted one edge of the curtain and saw countless people actually gathered on both sides of the road, seemingly welcoming their return.

　　This caused Murong Xue's heart to ripple quite a bit, it was unexpected that Wang Qing, who was so cold and icy, was so popular in his own country.

　　Wang Qing was sitting on top of the warhorse in front of him, a picture of his armor searingly bright.

　　He didn't change his face, only nodding occasionally to the people on either side of him, but it sent another wild wave of excitement through the people.

　　Half an hour later, Murong Xue and a bunch of others stopped in front of a residence.

　　"Greetings, Your Majesty." A neat shout rang out.

　　"Get up." Wang Qing said indifferently.

　　When Wang Qing got off the carriage, a few women immediately surrounded him.

　　Before he could approach, Wang Qing waved his hand, "All disperse, there is no need for costumes this day." Then he turned around and walked to Murong Xue's carriage and lifted the curtain.

　　"Here we are, Mutian, get off." The voice was more than one star gentler than the party.

　　Murong Xue looked at the unfamiliar everything in front of her and sighed silently, then avoided Wang Qing's outstretched hand and directly jumped off the carriage.

　　Wang Qing was not annoyed and directly put his hands behind his back.

　　But while Wang Qing didn't care, there were a large number of people who cared, such as the several women who wanted to greet the front just now, who were Wang Qing's side consorts and concubines respectively.

　　But no matter how much their hearts swell up, they still smile like flowers.

　　The first side consort, Fang Xiaorou, took small broken steps and spoke in a voice as sweet as a yellow warbler's, "Your Highness, it's been a long and arduous journey, my concubine has already prepared a hot soup, Your Highness should go and freshen up first, and the hall is also ready for the banquet. As for this sister, my concubine will take good care of her, please rest assured, Your Highness."

　　Fang Xiaorou's voice was not only nice, even her tone was so gentle that it was like a spring breeze. The eyes that looked at Murong Xue were actually soft as if she was really looking at her own sister.

　　Wang Qing's originally compacted brows instantly soothed, this Fang Xiaorou was the one in the backyard that reassured him the most, he gently nodded his head and then said, "Trouble you."

　　Then he turned his head to Murong Xue again and instructed, "Just ask Xiao Rou if there's anything, I'll see you at dinner later."

　　Murong Xue didn't care, she just nodded lightly, where was her freedom here, she only wanted to see Feng Ziling as soon as possible so she could plan her escape.

　　Only after Wang Qing left did Fang Xiaorou say to the rod of people in the mansion who were still lingering in the distance, "All of you retire and do what you need to do. A few of you are also, the king has just returned and is a bit tired, you guys, don't be too anxious." The last few words were addressed to Wang Qing's concubines.

　　"Yes, Lady Side Consort." The crowd respectfully bowed to the side consort before slowly retreating.

　　Only a few concubines gently swept Murong Xue's stunningly beautiful face for a moment.

　　There is a new person in the house, they can't be happy, originally the king is very busy on weekdays, although the king doesn't have many concubines, together with the side consorts, there are only four people, but the king is not a person who likes beauty, so it is very rare to spend the night in their room.

　　Now that there was a Murong Xue of such poise, of course they would be nervous for a few moments.

　　After everyone had left, Fang Xiaorou turned around and asked Murong Xue with a soft smile, "Sister looks really pretty, no wonder the king is so uneasy, what is sister's name? Which family's daughter?"

　　"My name is Mu Tian." As for the latter words she subconsciously ignored them, not that she didn't want to say it, but no one would believe it if she said it, besides, she and Wang Qing weren't considered to be on friendly terms, and she was guilty of spending too much time with the people around Wang Qing.

　　Fang Xiaorou's face froze with a smile for a moment, "Sister should be tired, I blame myself for being talkative and asking so many questions, go into the mansion first and get some rest."

　　She pulled Murong Xue all the way inside the mansion, and on the way, she also talked and laughed as she introduced Murong Xue to the things in the mansion.

　　Murong Xue was still as nonchalant as ever, her current status was not suitable for her to have too much contact with Wang Qing's people.

　　It was a long walk before they reached a courtyard that looked like it had a beautiful view.

　　"Sister for the time being just stay here for now, the things inside are all the things that I had the housekeeper change again yesterday, if there is anything missing then tell me, I'll have the housekeeper prepare it." Fang Xiaorou said as she led Murong Xue to a house.

　　"Well, thank you." Murong Xue didn't have an opinion on where to stay, she wouldn't be staying long anyway.

　　"Sister is so polite, I won't bother you anymore, take your time to rest, in a moment I'll have the butler pick you up and take you to the main hall for dinner." Fang Xiaorou instructed.

　　"Good."

　　After Fang Xiaorou walked out of the room, her face instantly turned cold, and a malicious look flashed in her eyes.

　　After about an hour, Wang Qing had already washed up long ago, and after taking care of some urgent matters, he wanted to go and check on Mutian, after all, Mutian had just come to an unfamiliar place, and he was a little worried that she would not be used to it.

　　Only when he stepped out of the doorway, he saw his side consort, Fang Xiaorou, walk right over, "Your Highness, the acting is ready."

　　"Well, what about her?" King Ching asked.

　　"My sister is at the Snow Listening Pavilion."

　　"Who told her to go there?" There was an unexpected hint of anger in Ching Wang's response.

　　"Your Majesty please calm your anger, it is my sister who said that the courtyard has a beautiful scenery and she likes it very much, so ......" Fang Xiaorou half squatted and bit her lip, her face pale.

　　Wang Qing's face changed, half a second later he regained his composure, "Let's eat in the main hall first, did you have someone inform her?"

　　Now it was Fang Xiaorou's face that changed, only her head was lowered and she didn't let Wang Qing see it.

　　Her hand clenched the handkerchief, the heart felt surprised, how the king will be this reaction, in the past, not to mention step into that courtyard, even inside a scene, touch down are not, before a new subordinate, a moment not clear the king's scales, actually walked into the listening to the snow pavilion, just to be seen by the king, at once the king is on fire, will be the subordinate whipped a few hundred times, only the remaining breath thrown out.

　　From then on, everyone in the house knew that Listening to the Snow Pavilion was the king's scales, a place where he couldn't set foot.

　　She also inquired about it, it is said that there was once the favorite place of the king's birth mother, ten years ago what happened in the end, no one knows, is still a mystery, although the king ironically know, but no one dares to bump into that gun, and is not trying to do not want to die.

　　When Murong Xue walked with the butler to the main hall, Wang Qing and the others had already sat at the banquet table.

　　She was a bit speechless as she looked at the full table in front of her, a wide array of dishes, and as a result, there were only a few of them.

　　Wang Qing beckoned to Mu Tian, "Come here and sit next to me."

　　Murong Xue frowned, it seemed that the position was prepared just right, Wang Qing's left side happened to be Fang Xiaorou, and the lower several positions were already filled, leaving only the one beside Wang Qing.

　　Murong Xue walked over and sat down faintly.

　　"This sister can really make people wait, the king has been waiting for a long time." A concubine at the bottom spoke in a low voice.

　　"I guess my sister has just joined the house and doesn't know the rules of the house yet."

　　"Which family's daughter is it, anyway? The Reformatory Sisters aren't slacking off, are they?"

　　"......"

　　Fang Xiaorou lightly coughed, "Sister Tian just arrived today, you guys, don't be too enthusiastic and scare her sister." When everyone was opening their mouths to speak, the remaining light from the corner of her eye had been keeping an eye on the king's face, and after realizing that his face had sunk, she immediately opened her mouth to round off the conversation.

　　As expected, after hearing Fang Xiaorou's words, Wang Qing's face only softened a bit.

　　Murong Xue was expressionless, of course she knew that these people were talking about her, but so what, being talked about twice, she didn't feel any pain or itch, originally she wasn't from this time and space, so why should she compare herself to them, and why should she care about their remarks.

　　"You haven't been eating much these past few days, eat more, the food on the road isn't good, so I've wronged you." Wang Qing whispered to Mu Tian.

　　Murong Xue had a wave of goosebumps, this Wang Qing was becoming more and more gentle with her, but she would rather him be cold.