Sick Prince and Mad Consort

Seeing that there was no one around, Rong Li changed into the maid's clothes, picked up the fruit plate, and walked towards Qin Mang's room.

Rong Li put down the fruit plate and looked around. Suddenly, she saw a brush and ink that had yet to dry on the desk near the window, as well as large words that Qin Mang had finished writing. On a piece of paper, there were three identical words: Hundred Feathers Pavilion. Hundred Feathers Pavilion? Qin Mang? Rong Li was about to faint. Her husband actually found out about her intelligence network in the Beast Language. What, what was going on?

The guards quickly surrounded Qin Mang's room so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak out. She helped her into the room. Rong Li was carried to her bed by a maid and yelled out loud, she almost couldn't hold back. She was curious, where did Qin Mang go?

This morning, a maid came to deliver a message: decedent Lord would like to invite decedent Concubine to the garden to drink and admire the flowers.

It was already spring, with hundreds of flowers blooming and birds chirping and dancing. It was the best season of the year.

Rong Li, still dressed as usual, came over with the maid. When Qin Mang saw her, she became even more passionate. Pull her up.

Ever since the incident with the Hundred Feathers Pavilion, Rong Li felt that something was amiss, and did not dare to slight him anymore. Deliberately more pliant than before.

Qin Mang looked at her and sighed: "It's been a while since we last met, my lady has become virtuous, I congratulate you all."

"Stop being glib tongued. We haven't seen each other for half a year and you still have the nerve to say so many days." Rong Li pretended to be weak and used her sleeves to test her tears. It caused Qin Mang to be in a daze, and she laughed: "Yes, I deserve to die. Let me punish myself with a drink. " As she said that, she tilted her head back and downed a cup of wine. She laughed, "This is the chrysanthemum wine brewed last year. It's very refreshing. Madam, do you want to try it?"

Rong Li nodded, and let Qin Mang pour some for her. After drinking it, she laughed: "As expected, it's delicious."

Hearing this, Qin Mang laughed out loud in joy. When he was about to fill her cup again, Rong Li said, "If you let me drink again, I have a condition."

When Qin Mang heard it, she kept the wine pot. After pausing for a moment, she poured for herself and started drinking.

Rong Li sighed: "Alright, I'm afraid that if I asked for it, I would shut my mouth immediately. Sigh, how did I get married to such a husband, my sisters are all so jealous."

Qin Mang drank a few mouthfuls of wine before sighing. "Yao`er, it's not like I don't want to get close to you and have children with you.

Hearing his words, Rong Li felt that a chance had come, so she took the chance to act pitiful and purposely asked: "Then, why did I make you stay away from me? I don't understand. "

Qin Mang put down her wine cup again, stood up and walked towards the flowers, hands behind her back to look at them.

Rong Li said: "Sometimes I am simply suspicious, suspicious, that you, you, have fallen for my sister." For a moment she had no words to say to him, so she began to talk nonsense.

"Do you really think I have the right to like you?" He had his back to her, and his voice was low and favorable, plaintive and gentle.

Rong Li felt a stab in her heart, and she was unable to say anything for a long time. Ah, so it was for this reason?

She suddenly threw herself at him and hugged him from behind, thinking to herself, "Stop pretending, you beast language proficient." He said gently, "Don't do this, I'm sorry."

"Yao'er" Qin Mang turned her head, his eyes filled with tears.

This time, it was hard for Rong Li to differentiate the truth.

"Yao'er, if I die, you better not let yourself be wronged!"

"No, like I said, I can cure your fetal poison. It really can be cured."

"Don't be silly, Yao'er, from generation to generation, the Martial King's family will be single. From generation to generation, short lives are already a fate that cannot be resisted."

"This …" Rong Li did not have anything to say, and started to feel sad in her heart. Looking at Qin Mang's face, she could not tell where the harm was coming from, but she could tell that she was going to die soon.

Rong Li felt a rumbling sound coming from her brain: "It must be a conspiracy." Qin Mang looked at her for a long while, snorted, then came over and kissed her: "It's not a conspiracy, but fate. She kissed her and tears fell.

"You drank too much, I'll get a servant to help you rest."

Qin Mang was fast asleep on the bed. According to her previous temperament, Rong Li would definitely leave and do her own thing.

Now, however, she couldn't. Smelling the medicinal fragrance that the sickly king gave off when he was sleeping, his heart was in a mess.

She could no longer imagine this man dying of illness right in front of her eyes. No, she absolutely could not do that.

However, it was also just as Qin Mang had said, the Five Royal families were like this for generations, could he really escape? What if she couldn't escape?

Her eyes were sour. He went to the bed and wrapped his arms around him. Tears welled up in his eyes. A proud and gratified smile surfaced on the lips of the sleeping Crown Prince Wu Qin Mang.

Qin Mang had already found out about what happened at Hundred Feathers Pavilion, causing him to be at a loss on how to explain it, but at the same time, she felt that something was amiss. What was going on? Could it be that this medicine pot had a deeper concealment?

Rong Li no longer dared to lower her guard, nor did she dare to underestimate Qin Mang.

But in order to investigate the Shen Ling and its many secrets, the Hundred Feathers Pavilion had to continue. In the end, sparrows were not as agile as humans. Rong Li slipped back into the forest and dissolved her Sparrow organization.

Facing the east, where the morning sun rose, he closed his eyes and chanted the chant. Not long after, the seven of them lined up in a row and stood across from her. From left to right, they were all dressed in red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

"Boss," the red robed man said, "Have you called the brothers over so early in the morning? What's the big deal?"

Rong Li said: "I want you all to organize the Hundred Feathers Pavilion and help me gather important information." They looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter. All of them stood back and forth as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

The red robed man laughed, "We thought it was funny, so we laughed."

The person in orange robe also said, "If you don't laugh, can it be that we're still crying?"

The yellow-robed man continued, "Since you won't let us laugh, then let's cry." After a few nods, the seven people started to cry again.

Rong Li shouted angrily: "Stop, all of you shut up."

When the seven of them heard this, they looked at each other and remained silent.

Rong Li walked around on the ground for a while, then suddenly raised her head and looked at the few of them. "If you help me with my work, there will be enough fat chickens, fat ducks, and fine wine pipes every day."

"Oh!" The red robed man coughed.

"If you don't help me do something," Rong Li said as he looked at them, "the consequences will be very serious."

When the seven robed men finished listening, they looked at each other. Suddenly, with a "sou" sound, the seven locusts leapt up and revolved around Rong Li. They were as fast as lightning, as dazzling as rainbow-colored flowers.