Wang Qing glanced at the Qingzhen Daoist Master who had already walked back and forth 5 times still hadn't pointed out which maid it was.

　　Already have no patience, the result is who is no longer important, even if not found out, he can also approximately know who did the trick, just can not yet dispose of her, might as well stop there, as to give the loyal subjects a decent.

　　Fang Xiaorou's back was straight, the reason why she dared to make a move naturally had her backing.

　　As long as the king wasn't a dimwitted king there was no way he could really throw everything away for this woman, and there was no denying that she was just jealous.

　　"Escort him down to be executed." Wang Qing waved his hand indifferently.

　　"Your Highness, spare your life ...."

　　Qingfeng Taoist Master only had time to shout out such a sentence, immediately letting the people betting on his side quickly cover his mouth, how could they let this liar disturb their honorable king.

　　Murong Xue smiled coldly in understanding after seeing Wang Qing's order.

　　Under imperial power, this simple dao can also involve many considerations.

　　Luckily, she didn't like Wang Qing, otherwise she should be heartbroken.

　　At the same time, it is also clearer that the status of women in this era, than the state of affairs is no more than the leisure time of the king's pastime.

　　Fang Xiaorou glanced at Murong Xue almost triumphantly.

　　The king's decision had undoubtedly given her face, so of course she had to be pleased.

　　Murong Xue sneered.

　　Foolish woman, a little scheme of favoritism. Who do you think you can hide it from?

　　Sometimes a man's attitude doesn't mean anything.

　　Just as she had become a pawn in someone else's hands in her last life and foolishly sought her own death, the end result was outrageous.

　　Thinking of this, Murong Xue suddenly lost the mood to watch the show, and she lowered her eyes.

　　I wonder when she will be allowed to come to her parents to redeem herself for the sins of her foolishness in her last life.

　　"I'll go back first." Murong Xue got up and coldly dropped such a sentence before striding towards the interior of the Hearing Snow Pavilion.

　　Green hurriedly followed.

　　She decided to turn a blind eye to the young lady's regular impolite behavior towards the king.

　　Anyway, even if she had advised, it would have been useless, the young lady wouldn't have listened to her.

　　"Anyone who dares to spread a word about what happened in a few days, beware of your heads, do you hear me clearly?" Wang Qing said in a cold voice.

　　"I respectfully obey the order of the king." The original ghost ah ground underlings at this time even more head did not dare to lift up should say.

　　Fang Xiaorou also made a faint salute.

　　Seeing Wang Qing flinging his sleeves and wanting to enter the Hearing Snow Pavilion, Fang Xiaorou got up in a bit of a panic, "Your Highness."

　　Wang Qing stopped his steps and turned his head faintly, "What is it?"

　　Fang Xiaorou didn't have a clue in her heart.

　　She glanced at Wang Qing with slight caution, failing to see any joy or anger in his calm countenance.

　　How could Wang Qing not know what Fang Xiaorou was worried about.

　　In all fairness, Fang Xiaorou was not overdoing it.

　　Just as the courtiers in the imperial court would also use underhanded tricks to consolidate their position, Fang Xiaorou was only trying to consolidate her position in the royal family.

　　If it was in the past, Wang Qing would have gone along with her, giving her a face to let her settle some insignificant characters.

　　It was just that he couldn't see Mutian suffer any bit of aggravation right now.

　　Though rationally understood and psychologically unacceptable.

　　As soon as he did so he looked at her with a sense of boredom rising.

　　"Your Highness, I have occasionally obtained a piece of calligraphy and painting, do you have time to view it together tonight?" It had been a long time since His Majesty had been in her courtyard.

　　At this rate, her position will be untenable.

　　During this period of time, surprisingly, there was also some upward rush to flatter Mutian.

　　Aside from her own selfishness, she had to think of her family for a second.

　　Though her father didn't expect her to be of any help.

　　But Fang Xiaorou understood very well.

　　There are no secrets in this world.

　　I'm afraid that the backyards of all the courtyards and mansions are waiting for these sesquipedalian trifles to watch the king's attitude.

　　How could she let her father get undeserved speculation because of her.

　　Wang Qing refused almost subconsciously, "Next time." After saying this, he flung his sleeves and walked out towards the beginning of the interior of the Hearing Snow Pavilion.

　　In his heart, he couldn't help but speculate whether Mutian was angry at his actions just now.

　　He was a little expectant and a little worried.

　　Muten is so smart, surely he understands the bends in it.

　　However, as he looked at the closed doorway, he was surprisingly a little too bottomless to allow his subordinates to smash the door.

　　The butler who followed behind Wang Qing almost stared in disbelief.

　　That female master of the house dared to close the door like this, she simply didn't want to die.

　　He gave the king a careful look.

　　Only after making sure that the king would not use him as a punching bag to finish off the job did he cautiously step forward.

　　Hate to shoot a hole in the door in front of me.

　　Luckily, after the butler, Fu Bo, knocked just a few times, the door was opened.

　　The one who opened the door was, of course, Green.

　　Her feet were almost shivering.

　　But Miss capricious, had to escape will be a good door fell lock, what can she do.

　　I can only request that the King will not annoy Miss for this.

　　Wang Qing was slightly relieved in his heart.

　　Luckily, the door was still open, otherwise so many subordinates would be watching, and he would have lost face if his royal highness was shut out of the door.

　　But despite this, there was not much anger in his heart, and there should have been a faint joy.

　　Haha, she cares, and that's enough.

　　The gate, which had embarrassed him to no end just a moment ago, looked a few degrees cuter at this point.

　　Green and the butler exchanged inexplicably bizarre glances.

　　The thought that the king had gone mad flashed through his mind unanimously.

　　If not why was the king in a good mood when he was shut out.

　　呸呸呸，简直大逆不道，他们在瞎想什么？！

　　Green was beyond admiration for Miss.

　　How did the young lady know that the king would be happy instead of angry after they closed the door?

　　At this time, Murong Xue's position in Xiao Qing's heart simply rose to the height of a god.

　　"Where is your master?" Wang Qing asked indifferently.

　　This sound instantly interrupted Xiaoqing's even seven or eight mixed thoughts, and then slightly panicked kneeled down and returned, "Back to His Majesty, Miss said that she was tired of shopping today, so she won't greet the day-to-day His Majesty." After saying that, Xiao Qing couldn't help but shiver.

　　The lady's original comment was even more over the top.

　　It's just that the young lady of this period of time makes it hard to guess, and she doesn't dare to disobey her orders.

　　Even if because of this the king gets angry and pulls her out and cuts her up, she won't have any complaints, only heaven treats her young lady well.

　　Really angry? Wang Qing, who had strategized, was unable to guess Mu Tian's little woman's mind for a moment.

　　His foot took a step toward the house and back.

　　Repeated it twice.

　　It made Uncle Fu behind him look anxious for the king.

　　It's just a good idea to let her rest for a while and relieve herself.

　　"Ahem, take good care of your lady, this king still has military to deal with so he will leave first." Wang Qing could have raised his voice when he said the latter sentence.

　　Retarded! Murong Xue, who was lying on the bed, muttered.

　　It was all done with internal energy, and it wasn't done on purpose to make her hear it.

　　It's just that Murong Xue really doesn't want to use false feelings to deal with Wang Qing at this time, not only that, she also needs to get ready to leave as soon as possible.

　　Uncle Fu rarely lost his manners and glanced at the king, not understanding why the king had to shout for the whole house to hear when he said something.

　　Green is right in front of us, not deaf.

　　Wang Qing stood outside the door and waited for half a second without seeing any movement inside the house, before he reluctantly walked outside at a turtle-like speed.

　　Fubuki was panting with exhaustion as he followed.

　　He carefully controlled his pace for fear of accidentally overtaking his master.

　　This is treasonous.

　　Fu Bo looked at the master in front of him walked for half an hour and did not walk out of the courtyard, simply stopped his steps, waiting for when the king really started to walk, he then move.

　　When has Wang Qing ever been so hesitant.

　　It's just not easy to come by, and it's all the more appreciated.

　　Though it was intended that even if she didn't want to for the rest of her life, he would force her to stay by his side for the rest of her life.

　　But when she did show willingness, Wang Qing was a little worried in disbelief.

　　Especially at this time, he was a little confused about Mutian's attitude, and whether or not it would be because of the afternoon's events that would bring the two of them back to their initial icy attitudes.

　　You don't know you can't stand it until you've had it.

　　She had gone back to rest without giving him a good look just now, so she was angry, wasn't she?

　　Wang Qing looked at the flowers falling in the yard, and he thought he could look at them for the rest of his life, as long as there was her here.

　　Uncle Fu also looked along with the king's gaze.

　　I don't understand how this fallen flower can make the king appreciate it for such a long time in such a poetic way.

　　"Greenie, come in and close the door for the rest of the day."

　　Wang Qing's ears were sharp as he heard Mutian's cold flowery words.

　　The curve of his mouth disappeared before he could curve it.

　　The reason for this is that the door opened by Qing once again closed with a bang.

　　Wang Qing flung his sleeves and no longer hesitated, his tiger's steps were steady and fast.

　　Uncle Fu breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to follow suit.

　　As important as Muten was, the only thing that would make her stay by his side was the family's food.

　　How could he let a moment of heartfelt pleasure forget the big picture.

　　The wind country's whistles have been a little too blatant this time of year, so it's better to disappear.

　　The Fire Nation's territory can't stand up to the Wind Nation's trampling.

　　The Wang Qing who had put away his childish feelings was so cold that people did not dare to take a step closer.

　　Fang Xiaorou's figure standing outside the courtyard still did not leave.

　　Sister Liu was the only one beside her.

　　It was just a little hard for her to accept such a transformation, and the planning for what the future should hold, all of which had been ruined in the hands of a woman called Mutian.

　　Now the king even refused even her shy opening without hesitation.

　　In the future, besides the master of the Hearing Snow Pavilion, who else could make the king stop for a step.

　　Fang Xiaorou gave a bitter laugh.

　　From her position she happened to be able to see the king's mind enjoying the fallen flowers.

　　Might as well be blind, she'd rather never see it in her life so she could still fool herself.

　　In the past, when the king's greetings were rare, she thought that was gentleness.

　　The comparison to the king's unwillingness to move his heart towards the falling flowers was simply unbearable.

　　It turns out that in the past, I'm afraid she wasn't as important as Falling Flowers in the King's heart.

　　"Concubine Zoe, go back, it's late at night." Sister Liu spoke with some heartache.

　　Just now, the king passed by Consort Rou's side without leaving a single glance, which was too heartless.

　　Just what qualifications does Sister Liu have as a subordinate to accuse.

　　One could only pity the master and love just two more odd treats tonight, but hopefully it would bring a smile to his face.