075 Clean you up

This Nangongyi was really prepared for a long time. He even brought the carriage of the royal palace, rudely picked up Murong Xueyan and stuffed it into the carriage, as if she were an object, not a living person.

"Hey, you hurt me." Murong Xueyan sat firmly in the car and couldn't help complaining, "Where on earth have I offended you? Are you guilty of such a nose, not a nose and a face?"

"Let's talk about it later." Nangong Yi said in a low voice, waved his whip, and drove back to the royal palace in person.

This sumpy prince can actually drive... Murong Xueyan secretly lifted the corner of the curtain and looked out from the inside. In the dark night, there were no stars and no moon. The wind was high. She didn't know why she remembered the scene of Nangong Yi fighting in Mingcui Square just now... It seemed that in the TV series she watched, a good woman or a yellow flower girl was flirted or insulted. At the critical moment, there must be a white knight in white to come out to maintain her body. They are the husband of a woman or the lover of a young girl, but both of them must be dressed in white. And this Nangong Yi... He is dressed in black, and his face is comparable to Black King Kong. He has no chivalrous demeanor at all... The only thing worth praising is that his fighting action is really handsome. This alone is not inferior to any hero.

Hey, the only chance for her to see the ancient version of Prince Charming was so spoofed by Nangong Yi...

The carriage stopped at the gate of the royal palace, and Nangong Yi took Murong Xueyan out of the carriage. This time, his movements are gentler. Xiurong jumped out of the carriage by himself and was about to serve Murong Xueyan, but he heard Nangong Yi say, "You go and have a rest. You don't have to follow."

Murong Xueyan said "Geden" in her heart and knew that she had provoked this moody King Jing again.

Nangong Yi took her hand all the way into the room. Half of her family did not reveal, and her face was as cold as ice, which made Murong Xueyan feel that he could freeze her with one breath.

When he entered the room, he closed the door, then knocked her down and reached for her clothes.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Murong Xueyan put her hands on her chest and glared angrily.

"The front of the clothes is wet with wine. Why don't you change it! What do you think I'm going to do?" Nangong Yi continued to move her hand and untied her belt.

"I... I'm not without hands myself, I don't need you." Murong Xueyan got up awkwardly, took off her coat behind the screen, and changed into a new coat.

When she appeared in front of him again, his face seemed to soften a little. She thought about it and decided to ask directly, "Hey, what's wrong with you tonight? Did I offend you?"

"You..." Nangong Yi looked at Murong Xueyan's big eyes with innocent eyes, and he was even more angry. "Murong Xueyan, when did you have anything to do with the brothel?"

"So you're angry about this." Murong Xueyan blinked and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't perform on the stage again from now on. I'm not serious about going to Mingcuifang as a pole. It's just that I redeemed the girl of Huafan two days ago, and I couldn't recruit anyone for the time being, so I went on stage for two days, which was also an explanation for Sister Wushuang.

"Unparalleled sister..." Hearing her intimate tone, he was even more angry and said harshly, "You are the daughter of the prime minister's mansion, the princess of peace personally sealed by the empress dowager, or the princess of my king. No identity can be compared with the brothel women, but look at you, you are still dealing with them. Secret?"

"What's wrong with the woman in the brothel? They make money with their own skills. What's the shame? Murong Xueyan retorted loudly, "In my eyes, they are many times more noble than some cruel, honey-hearted women who specialize in pretending to be pure and weak in front of men. Those women are really disgusting!"

"Who are you talking about?" Nangong Yi heard that there was something in her tone and asked.

"I'm just giving an example." Murong Xueyan suddenly realized the status and image of Yunfei in his mind, so she refused to confront him and softened her tone. "Nan Gongyi, I'm different from you. You have friends with people. Maybe you pay more attention to appearance and care about the scenery on the surface, but in my eyes, a person's appearance and identity are not the most important. As long as he is kind-hearted, even if he is a beggar, I will treat him like a friend.

"You..." He remembered that she had already said that she treated people equally, and she had always been like this. Even in the palace, she never put on a superior air to the maids and was always kind. However... After all, the situation is different this time. Her partner is the brothel woman, the lowest and most humble brothel woman in the world who sells laughter and happiness. Thinking of this, his tone became harsh again: "What kind of person do you have a bad relationship with? You just hooked up with the woman in the brothel and spread out to make me lose face?"

"Face..." She sneered, which was the key to his anger. He thought that his princess's intercourse with the brothel woman damaged his face, and it was estimated that even his status was reduced.

"Nangongyi, when I went out, I never hit the banner of Jingwang Mansion. Wushuang sister has been friends with me for more than half a year, and I still don't know my true identity."

"How can she not know your real identity, Mu Zhiqing!"

The last three words made Murong Xueyan's whole body felt like being hit by lightning, and she didn't know how to react. This is her name in the 21st century... Nangong Yi, how did he know it?

Seeing that her face turned pale in an instant, he regretted his impulse and calmed down and said, "As long as you promise me that you won't contact Mingcuifang from now on, I can not pursue today's matter."

"Where did you... get the name?" She asked in a trembling voice.

"Don't care what I know. Anyway, I know what these three words represent." Nangong Yi bypassed the topic, "You'd better remember your identity at all times..."

"If you always limit thinking that I don't have anything to do with anyone, it is obviously impossible. Even if you build a big cage to lock me up, I will still open the cage and escape by myself." Murong Xue's eyes are provocative and not afraid.

This woman really doesn't know the depth of heaven and earth... Nangong Yi is entangled into a ball, the blue veins on her forehead jumps particularly happily, and her face is gloomy and uncertain, but her tone is with concessions: "Well, you are not allowed to perform on the stage in the future, and you are not allowed to go in and out of the brothel, not allowed to..."

"Stop!" Murong Xueyan made a "stop" gesture and shouted, "I can do it without performing on the stage, but it is impossible not to enter Mingcui Square."

"What?" Nangongyi almost had a cramp in his face. He was intimidated and angry and tossed around for a long time. Didn't the dead woman listen at all?

What she said later made him almost collapse: "I'm a shareholder who holds 30% of the equity of Mingcuifang. Should I appear when collecting money is so important?"

This woman who is open-eyed to money... despise her! Nangong Yi looked at her and asked, "Why do you care so much about money?"

"With money, I can help a lot of people." Murong Xueyan replied without panic, "You see, the refugee shelter I built at the end of last year is overcrowded. Most of those people are old and weak women and children who have nowhere to make a living. If I don't take out money to help them, maybe some people will starve to death."

Seeing the corners of Nangong Yi's mouth move, she rushed to say, "I know what you want to do with the court, so I also said it directly. As the saying goes, 'the sky is high and the emperor is far away'. The empress dowager has the intention to relieve, and it is difficult to achieve. After all, their will has been issued layer by layer and is in the hands of the direct executor. It may make no sense at all. You see, isn't solemn a living precedent?

"Yan Zheng has been beheaded and shown to the public. I believe that the official will restrain himself when he sees his end."

"It's hard to say. There is a saying that 'there are policies, and there are countermeasures'. What's more, if officials protect each other or collude between officials and businessmen, no matter what the situation is, it is extremely difficult to deal with. The court is not only unable to defend against these things, but even nothing they can do. Murong Xueyan continued to analyze.

"You..." Obviously, some of her words are suspected of "great disrespect", but he just can't say a reprimand. Her point of view... will make him feel that there is some truth. The strict precedent is at the front, but after the death of Yan Zheng, there is no guarantee that there will be a second and third solemnity. Money and power, which is not a fatal attraction to the world!

"I can promise you to restrain your troops as much as possible and have less contact with the brothel. Is that all right?" She spread out her hands with a clear conscience. I've finished my words. Do you have any questions?"

"You and the King of Linghe..." The four words "brows and eyes" wrapped around the tip of his tongue. After all, he didn't say it. He still decided to save face for her and tried to calm down and said, "You two, what's going on?"

"What's going on?" It's really a wave after another. What does he mean by asking her like this? Is it that she is suspected that she is "red apricot out of the wall"?

What are these men thinking? First, when King Linghe saw her performing singing and dancing in Mingcuifang the day before yesterday, he suspected that she would cuckold Nangong Yi. Now Nangong Yi doubts what is between her and King Linghe! Why are your thoughts so rompy!

"Why did you... appear in Mingcuifang at the same time?" He said with a reminder.

"What do you think?" Murong Xueyan smiled carelessly, "If I tell you, he just passed by by chance, do you believe it?"

"By chance? Then why does he care about you so much? Nangongyi's sentence has an obvious taste of vinegar.

"Hey...you...are you jealous?" Murong Xueyan smiled like a little hen who stole the rice.

"I don't have it." Nangong Yiqiang made an indifferent floor face.

"Nangongyi, listen, Linghe Wang and I are not even friends. As for why you appeared there, I can also guess that someone must be chewing in front of you. That's all I can tell you, believe it or not.

Believe it or not... He looked at her eyes and finally chose to trust. He believes that she will not lie. Her heart is just like a moonlight, without any twisting. Since she met him, she has not pretended in front of him...

"Do you remember what I just said in Mingcuifang?" Nangong Yi changed his smiling face.

"What?" Murong Xueyan was puzzled.

"Fight you up!" Nangong Yi smiled and pressed her down on the bed...