The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 187 Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 14.0
Guan Fengyue was sitting on the roof, listening to the voices below. If it wasn't for the mission set by the original owner, she really wanted to break his neck, usurp the throne and act like this with him every day. It's too annoying.

There was a small sound behind him, and Guan Fengyue knew who was coming without turning her head.

Murong Qing was sitting beside her, hearing the voice below, blushing inexplicably, he noticed that she seemed to be in a bad mood, and took her hand: "Shall I take you outside the palace?"

As soon as she heard about going outside the palace, Guan Fengyue became interested. She has never been outside the palace since she came to this world.

After she asked the system to monitor Murong Yun's movements, she agreed.

The system has been listening to this unsuitable voice for two consecutive nights, but Guan Fengyue helped it get the detection stone before, and it has not yet paid back what it promised her, so it can only agree with a bitter face. Mihua, it's still just a child, why do you have to face these things?

"Okay." Guan Fengyue responded softly, her eyes were shining, revealing a strong interest in the outside world.

Murong Qing looked at her quietly, then suddenly bent down and picked her up.

Guan Fengyue, who was picked up by Teng Kong, frowned. She forgot to tell him that she could actually fly by herself.

But it's not bad to have such a free labor force, Guan Fengyue nestled comfortably in his arms, looking at the scene below.

He hugged her, but within a few jumps he came to a hidden path, he jumped out with her in his arms, and put her down in a safe place outside the palace.

Looking at the cumbersome palace dress on her, Murong Yun frowned slightly, he took her hand to a tailor shop, and pushed her in.

When Guan Fengyue came out again, she had changed from the palace attire to pure white men's attire. She tied up her long loose hair, revealing a delicate face, holding a folding fan in her hand, which looked like a A handsome young man.

Guan Fengyue opened the folding fan, covering her face, only showing a pair of smiling eyes: "Fifth Brother, are you looking stupid?"

Murong Yun settled the bill silently, took her hand, and led her outside.

Guan Fengyue also let him go. When she walked out of the tailor shop, she looked back at the name of the tailor shop meaningfully.

Today seems to be some kind of festival, the streets are very lively, the Murong Dynasty's folk customs are relatively open, and the requirements for women are relatively loose.

Men and women came and went on the street, vendors were hawking their wares, plus some street performers, it was very lively.

Guan Fengyue looked at everything around her curiously, she was shaking the folding fan in her hand, and she was wearing the mask she bought with Murong Yun just now.

She dragged Murong Yun around among various vendors, looking curiously at the things they made.

Murong Yun followed her side every step of the way, without saying a word, just quietly accompanied her.

Guan Fengyue took the cake drawn by the sugar man master, weighed it and handed him the good-looking one.

Murong Yun took it obediently, he took a bite, and seeing her satisfied, the sweets that he didn't like at first became delicious.

"Do you know what I asked the master to draw?" Guan Fengyue walked forward slowly, the riverside was much quieter than the street market, and people walking along the river and setting off lanterns were also in twos and threes.

Before Murong Qing could speak, Guan Fengyue continued talking on her own. She took a bite of the sugar figurine, and looked down at the incomplete sugar figurine in her hand: "One is you, and the other is the emperor."

"I gave you the good-looking one, and that's you." Guan Fengyue turned her head to look at him, shook the sugar figurine in her hand, and smiled, "This ugly one is the emperor."

Murong Qing clenched the wooden stick in his hand, he suddenly felt that the distance between them had become very far, he stretched out his hand to grab her, wanting to remove the sugar figurine from her hand.

No.

Not even a sugar man!
She can only choose him, and it can only be his.

As soon as Guan Fengyue raised her hand, she avoided his hand lightly. She tilted her head and seemed a little puzzled: "Are you angry? Fifth Prince?"

Her eyes were clear and bright, like endless starlight, reflecting his gloomy face.

Murong Qing didn't deny it, he grabbed the sugar figurine from her hand and threw it on the ground, crushed it with his feet, lifted her chin, looked at her with serious eyes: "I'm angry."

"Oh." Guan Fengyue responded indifferently, and didn't care. She held his hand and wanted to move it away: "Fifth Prince, I am the emperor's woman, so I respect myself."

"The emperor's woman?" Murong Qing grabbed her tightly, his voice was hoarse and mocking: "Then yesterday?"

"Yesterday?" Guan Fengyue took off the mask on her face and laughed, she was loose and lazy, not caring: "It was just an accident, we are not children anymore, right? Fifth Prince?"

Not a child?
Murong Qing grabbed her hand, pursed his lips tightly, and wanted to simply expose it if he said that he was not a child?

How dare she?
"Even if it wasn't an accident, it could only be an accident." Guan Fengyue frowned and thought for a while, nodded her lips, and smiled brightly: "After all, I am your imperial wife, and this status will never change."

"What if I say yes?" Murong Qing calmed down, he pulled her into his arms, lifted her chin, and gently kissed her lips, his voice was low: "What if everything can be changed?" ?”

Guan Fengyue put her hands in front of his chest, but she didn't expect him to calm down so quickly, and was not completely taken away by her.

but.

fair enough.

That's the funniest way, isn't it?
"How does the fifth prince want to change?" Guan Fengyue took off the mask on his face, caressed his handsome face, and murmured in a low voice: "Using the throne?"

Murong Qing looked at her quietly, he held her hand, kissed her lightly, simple and clear: "What do you want?"

Guan Fengyue laughed, and with a slight force on her hand on his chest, she took two steps back and withdrew from his embrace: "The Fifth Prince is a smart man."

"I like dealing with smart people." Guan Fengyue kicked the stone under her feet: "Shall we make a deal?"

Murong Qing stared at her intently, he knew roughly what she wanted to do in his heart, before she could say it, he responded: "Okay."

"Don't you listen to what the deal is?" He agreed too casually, Guan Fengyue was a little dumb, she tilted her head, looked at Murong Qing, trying to see something unusual from his deep eyes.

Murong Qing shook his head, clasped his hands hanging by his sides tightly, he didn't care about the content of the transaction, as long as the final prize was her, even if her body was broken into pieces, he was... willing.

"It's really sloppy." Guan Fengyue turned around and looked at the lanterns floating on the lake: "I want Murong Yun's country."

Murong Qing was taken aback for a moment, he thought she just wanted revenge, never thought that what she wanted was this world.

Guan Fengyue looked back at him with a calm expression: "I don't know if the fifth prince is still willing to help me now?"

She faded away from her beauty and charm, revealing the most real and coldest side, Murong Qing couldn't put it down for this kind of her, this kind of her threw away the misty sense of unreality, and became real and palpable.

He is willing.

He walked towards her, embraced her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and swallowed his low whisper: "Okay."

It happened that the merchant ship on the lake set off fireworks, and when the fireworks were blooming, Guan Fengyue could clearly see the paranoia and love in his eyes.

　My yesterday's chapter was deleted, vicissitudes, I don't know if there are any fragments in the plot, Yunqi's play is a bit too strict, I feel that I didn't write anything, and it was deleted for me, my head is bald.

　　
　
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