Capítulo 1167: Chapter 881: The Crumbling Alliance (Part 2)
She really took a piece of the pastry, her little mouth moved to Zhao Changhe’s lips.
Zhao Changhe bit the other end, and the couple shared it tenderly and affectionately.
The sound of “crack” kept ringing, and several pairs of chopsticks from the Tang family were broken in pain.
Huangfu Qing couldn’t bear it anymore: “In broad daylight, in front of everyone, you are also the distinguished Chief Historian of the Pri Minister’s Mansion, have you no sha?”
Bao Qin looked at Huangfu Qing curiously: “I am the Chief Historian of the Pri Minister’s Mansion, an official of the Imperial Court, only subject to the Pri Minister’s command, under no harem jurisdiction.”
Huangfu Qing was furious: “Is it that I can’t manage the Great Han’s officials anymore?”
Bao Qin answered leisurely: “The Empress Dowager just needs to manage the grannies in her own palace.”
San Niang: “?”
Who are you calling a granny?
San Niang slamd the table in frustration: “We agreed to leave him out in the cold, are you that hungry?”
“I’m hungry, after all, I’ve never tasted it before.” Bao Qin said matter-of-factly.
Ye Jiuyou slamd the table: “If you want to act unrestrained, go do it elsewhere, don’t embarrass us here!”
Bao Qin said: “This is my Tang family’s place, I can act unrestrained wherever I want, guests have no say.”
Piaomiao slamd the table: “Under the heavens, is there not the land of the King, what Tang family place?”
Bao Qin said: “Our master is the King.”
Yue Hongling slamd the table: “Really think no one can manage you?”
Bao Qin glanced at her: “Even so, it wouldn’t be an old woman with a kid.”
Ling Ruoyu: “…”
Zhao Changhe, putting on an act to provoke people, almost couldn’t continue. Bao Qin’s act of holding the Imperial City and facing the masses alone was too overwhelming; these were a group of Demon God’s Wrath that Zhao Changhe himself couldn’t defeat, it felt like this group could directly destroy Gusu.
Footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, and Cui Yuanyang approached, pressing the sword. Reaching the table, perhaps intentionally or not, he directly squeezed Bao Qin aside and reached for the pastry on the table: “This seat has been busy chasing and capturing thieves, dealing with aftermath the whole night, yet you all are carefree, indulging in food and drink.”
After speaking, he munched on the pastry, eyeing Tang Wanju: “Pri Minister, my subordinates are insufficient, can I borrow so people from you?”
Tang Wanju had no choice but to say: “Of course, Chief Cui, feel free to ask.”
Cui Yuanyang grabbed Bao Qin’s arm: “The Chief Historian has long followed the Pri Minister, experienced and familiar with the work of the Demon Suppression Departnt, it’s her.”
“Hey hey hey… wait, wait a minute…” Bao Qin was carried off without a word, both legs lifted off the ground, still holding the pastry.
A group of won turned their heads all at once, watching Bao Qin being taken away, all with satisfied smiles. Without Bao Qin, let’s see what excuse you have now to climb into Tang Wanju’s bed.
Yue Hongling grabbed her apprentice beside her and threw it over: “Yangyang, take this one too, she needs experience. Yu’er rember, in everyday battles, don’t use Star River.”
Ling Ruoyu: “…”
I still want to watch the show… never mind, with the Chief Historian dragged away, this show is probably not worth it anymore.
Zhao Changhe also had the sa thought, Bao Qin being banned ant this ga couldn’t be played…
“Well… is Yangyang really that capable now…”
“Ahem.” Tang Wanju cleared her throat: “These past years, the large affairs of the Demon Suppression Departnt have been led by Yangyang, with hard efforts and great contributions.”
“Why doesn’t she even glance at ?”
“Because she’s also leaving you out in the cold.” Piaomiao said: “Besides that shaless Bao stuck on, no one else is like that.”
Tang Wanju: “… Actually, Bao Qin’s surna is Tang.”
Yue Hongling stood up, knocking on the table: “Alright, with the obstacles gone, Changhe, co with for a mont, let’s talk about the child’s education issue…”
Everyone raised their hands a little, then put them down.
Everyone had a little excuse to talk to him, but ultimately no one could compete over the education issue, only watching as Zhao Changhe was pulled away by Yue Hongling.
“Why does it feel like sothing’s off?” San Niang quietly asked Huangfu Qing: “We haven’t been tricked, right?”
Huangfu Qing glanced secretly at Tang Wanju, uncertainly said: “Probably not… The last na Tang is usually the one keeping a dignified face, and Yue Hongling is also too proud, it shouldn’t be…”
San Niang also convinced herself: “Right, not everyone is like Bao Qin… Logically, these two are the least likely to steal, even my chances would be higher…”
Tang Wanju lowered her head to eat.
In the isolated courtyard where Yue Hongling lived, Zhao Changhe was pushed against the courtyard wall, raising his hands in surrender: “You, what are you doing?”
Yue Hongling grinded her teeth: “Guess why I sent Yu’er away?”
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Was she really being sent away as a distraction?
“I said no sneaking a taste, Tang Wanju, the dignified Pri Minister of the Great Han, with deanor and grace admired by all, was the first to steal!” Yue Hongling was infuriated: “If the Pri Minister can steal, why can’t a knight?”
Zhao Changhe, amused yet helpless, was about to say sothing, but his mouth was already kissed.
All the commotion faded into silence; the angry mood turned tender during the passionate kiss, Yue Hongling’s grip on him gradually softened, her hands slowly released the collar, fell down, and wrapped around his waist.
Zhao Changhe also embraced her back, the two kissed and entered the room.
“Clang”, the door closed, covering the thunder and lightning within.
“All these years I’ve been with Yu’er, I’ve always wondered when I would have my own… also wanting a girl as obedient and lovely as Yu’er.”
“Then let’s have one of our own…”
Just as things were lightning and thunder, a voice from Ye Jiuyou ca through the void: “Since Ruoyu has awakened to the Star River, we can trace the Night Palace from her, finish this task before studying your child’s education, no rush—wait, what are you doing!”
As Yue Hongling rode gallantly, she turned her enigmatic starry eyes: “Huh? We were just talking about kids, not referring to Yu’er.”
Ye Jiuyou was so angry that her hair flad into Jiuyou Prison Fire: “Humans are not to be trusted!”
Just as she was about to disappear, she found herself unable to move, as if ti had strangely frozen. Ye Jiuyou felt a slight stir, knowing she could break free from this strange ti stop, but in just a mont’s hesitation, a man’s strong arm already wrapped around: “For thirty years, how many tis have you secretly touched and kissed … Others pretend to leave out, and you pretend too…”
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