Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild - Chapter 319
Chapter 319 You are sick (33)
Qi Cong squeezed the sandalwood Buddha beads tightly, but he only panicked for a moment.
Let the father-in-law Peng retreat, Qi Cong narrowed his eyes to look at the little girl, his cold eyes seemed to fluctuate, “Come to wish birthday.”
The man speaks concisely and has a deep and nice voice.
Rong Huang’s apricot eyes narrowed slightly, and the clean and clear eyes filled with a smile, “Hugging…” Yue Ze.
Two voices sounded at the same time.
Qi Cong’s breathing was stagnant, and when he turned around, he saw Ding Guohou hurriedly walking towards him.
Hou Dingguo strode toward Qi Cong while the meteor was striding toward Qi Cong. He still chanted words in a loud voice, “Your Majesty, Liu’er Ding has been framed. Please also open the net!”
Qi Cong can’t wait to attack Ding Guohou with a knife now. When will it be bad, it must be this time?
The knuckles of Qi Cong’s hand behind him turned white, and there was a vague atmosphere between his handsome and cold eyebrows.
Ding Guohou, who was approaching, could see clearly, his heart jumped, and as soon as he was about to say something, he saw Rong Huang behind Qi Cong on the right.
Hou Dingguo had been in Korea for many years, and he had already developed a sleek and shrewd mind, and he recognized Rong Huang’s identity at a glance.
Stepped forward quickly, bowed and saluted, “Your Majesty, the noble concubine.”
Qi Cong could feel the little girl’s murderous eyes falling on his back, stabbing his scalp numb.
Qi Cong’s mandibular curve was tight, and he slowly turned around.
Rong Huang’s white face was not half angry, even smiling, his ruddy lips raised, “Your Majesty?”
Qi Cong: “…” This is an angry anti-smile, right?
His Majesty the tyrant expressed a little panic, but he was still stable.
Dingguo Hou noticed the weird atmosphere between the two, secretly glanced at Qi Cong, then glanced at the noble concubine.
The situation is not quite right.
Or… or slip away first?
Hou Dingguo was hesitating, and a small servant over there ran over, “Master Hou is not good, the old lady fainted!”
Dingguo Hou Zhengchou used any excuse to leave, and he bowed and said, “Your Majesty, the minister has retired first.”
Qi Cong didn’t even give him a look, a pair of amber phoenix eyes locked tightly on Rong Huang, focused and sticky.
Dingguohou left quietly.
Rong Huang saw Qi Cong staring at him for an instant, as if he was about to see a flower, and almost couldn’t help jumping up and giving him a violent beating.
It’s no wonder that I had done something wrong before, and when I saw each other, I would stop talking, and dare not say what I wanted to say.
She is so capable that she dare to be deceived.
He is no longer the Feng Bing who washed her jiojio.
Rong Huang clenched his small fist, raised his chin to look at Qi Cong, gritted his teeth a bit while speaking, “Your Majesty? Your Majesty?!”
It’s like being on the verge of rage…oh no, it’s a Godzilla about to become frenzied.
Qi Cong’s Adam’s apple rolled, spitting out the word “um” after a long while.
Rong Huang carried his skirt with two small paws, and rushed to Qi Cong angrily, his eyes widened, “It’s fun to lie to me?”
Qi Yan pursed her lower lip, “I didn’t want to lie to you.”
Rong Huang’s dark apricot eyes were filled with water and anger, “If I didn’t find out today, when are you going to confess to me?”
Seeing Rong Huang’s small chest undulating with anger, Qi Cong lowered his head and said softly, “I will tell you when I see you for the second time.”
Rong Huang knew how dark Feng’s heart was, and she would believe him only when there were two suns in the sky.
Ignoring his weakness, Rong Huang asked, “Then why didn’t you say?”
“I’m afraid you will be afraid of me and stay away from me after you know my identity.” Qi Cong’s voice was deep, and there was anxiety in the depths.
Abandoned when he was young, he entered the palace at the age of ten to taste the warmth and coldness of the world.
The world is afraid of his reputation as a tyrant.
He grabbed a ray of light, not wanting her to slip through his fingers one day.