Red clouds all over the sky

When the civet cat demon came to the royal palace, I was leaning on the collapse to rest. He crept into the door and stood beside me, without squeaking for a long time.

"The account books are all on the table. Go and have a look." I slightly picked a small slit in my eyes and said to the yellow prince.

"Yes." He sat down at the table like an angry little daughter-in-law. I lamented, when did the immortal abuse him?

"Where did you hear about what happened the other day?" I changed my comfortable posture and continued to lean on it, asking lazily.

"What did Shangxian say?" Prince Huang stopped writing and looked at me respectfully.

"Don't stop, just listen to it." I waved my hand to the prince. The large pile of account books on the table was the task given to me by Wei Zhaohua. He said that it must be clear before evening. "Who told you about my autopsy in the prison?"

"After the shop closed that night, I went back to my room to rest. As a result, when I walked to the courtyard, I suddenly received a letter saying that your life was in danger and asked me to rescue it quickly."

"Have you found out who sent the letter?"

"Remove a faint fragrance of saliva from the letter, and then wirelessly."

"Long Yuxiang..." I got up and looked at the hibiscus jade hairpin by the pillow, and an enchanting figure suddenly jumped out of my mind.

I was silent for a while and suddenly thought of a practical question. I quickly asked the prince, "Who instigated you to go to the demon world to find depression?"

"Yes..." The prince turned to me and rubbed his hands for the reason: "It's Yuechun Shangxian."

"Third brother?" I raised my eyebrows. Sure enough, Yuechun is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"The third son told me that if there is anything you can't pass, ask me to go to the demon world to ask for the Cangyu Demon Lord." The prince peeked at me and confessed what the third brother said in one breath.

I nod my head, smiled comfortingly at the civet cat demon and said, "The third brother is not wrong with this. You can do it in the future."

"Yes." The prince breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to read the account book again. He looked very well-behaved.

I meditated for a moment, got up and moved to the prince and sat down and said, "That day, the corpse in the prison was manipulated by magic, which was very difficult to deal with. If you are free recently, please help me check whether there are any good people living in the capital.

When the yellow prince heard the words, the brush in his hand paused, and then looked up at me and said, "The immortals don't know anything. A few days ago, the little demons in the capital had been summoned, and it was a rat demon who cast the spell."

"Oh? There is such a thing." I tapped on the table, and an ominous foreboding gradually came to my mind.

The demon world has been a particularly obvious feature of the law of the jungle since ancient times. Whoever has a deep path has the right to dominate other demons. Those who do not obey, kill or kill, are all determined by the strong. Regarding this section, the demon king has always been unwilling to intervene.

"Prince, if the rat demon coerces you, no matter what, just agree and don't disobey her."

"But I don't want to do anything unreasonable."

"Now the next six worlds are in turmoil. No one will pay attention to the sesame and mung beans you have done. Just put your heart into your stomach." I patted the civet cat demon on the shoulder, poured a cup of tea, and drank it in my hand.

"Shangxian, how can you instigate me to do bad things?" The yellow prince suddenly stood up and stared at me angrily.

"How can you be so inflexible when you are young?" I looked at the yellow prince and sighed silently. It was really mud that I couldn't hold the gable.

"Well, even if I cramp and skin, I will never do anything to hurt people!" While the civet cat demon spoke, there was a pink fog all over his body. After a moment, the whole person disappeared.

I tilted my head and looked at the empty room, and my chest seemed to be stuffy like a big stone. Thinking that I have lived so old, I was taught a lesson by a milk doll today. I'm really aggrieved.

After lunch, I didn't want to stay in ** to eat and get dark, so I took Zhan Cui and Zhan Yan to walk in the house to eat. He walked around and walked to the side yard.

"I saw that there have been a lot of rules in the house recently. Did the prince order someone to repair it?" Looking around the messy courtyard, I asked Zhan Cui.

"When I returned to the princess, the prince ordered the housekeeper Chen to reorganize the backyard a few days ago."

After meditating for a moment, I stopped and asked them, "Does the prince like to use some snacks on weekdays?"

"If you go back to the princess, the prince has only liked sweets for more than a month, and he has always liked sweets in the past."

"Nearing a month?" I raised my eyebrows and looked at Zhan Yan, remembering the situation of Wei Zhaohua taking the cake from my hand.

"Let me go to the kitchen." I glanced at the magnolia that had just been planted in the courtyard, turned around and walked out. The two maids stood still for a moment, caught up in a hurry, and followed me all the way to the kitchen with small steps.

It is said that the direction of the immortal has always been good, but this time I got lost in my own mansion. Walking around, I walked to Zhao Qing's Qinglian Courtyard by mistake.

I stopped and turned to look at Zhan Yan and Zhan Cui behind me. I lowered my voice and asked, "Why did I go the wrong way? You two don't know a reminder?"

"I dare not." Zhan Yan and Zhan Cui lowered their heads deeply. If it was not untimely, I'm afraid they would kneel down immediately.

"Forget it, it's your fault." As soon as I waved my hand, I wanted to turn around and leave.

"Sister, why are you leaving without saying hello?" A weak voice came from behind me. I was silent and had to turn around and greet each other with a smile.

I haven't seen it for more than a month. Zhao Qing's stomach is obviously much bigger, and he is about to give birth.

"I'm thinking that my sister is not feeling well, so I can't bother her." I stood with my hands on my hands, full of big tail eagles.

"I'm thinking about it. I'm really not feeling well these days." Zhao Qing stroked his chest as he spoke, and his eyebrows frowned slightly. "The mouth is always pan sour, and I can't eat anything."

"Can you ask the medical officer to go to the house to have a look?"

"Qing'er was afraid that the prince would be worried, so he didn't dare to ask for a medical officer." Zhao Qing said and had another dry vomiting. I couldn't bear her appearance, so I hurried over and patted her back.

"Now that you have a body, you should have a good rest." I held Zhao Qing's arm and walked slowly into the courtyard.

Zhao Qing smiled gently and looked up at me and said, "This is the prince's first child. You have to be careful everywhere. A few months are more tiring than a few years."

I smiled heartlessly, and there was no displeasure in my heart. The man on the tip of my heart is not Wei Zhaohua. He gave birth to several children and married several concubines.

"Why doesn't my sister talk? But what did I say wrong? Zhao Qing looked at me with a panicked face. I smiled helplessly and said nothing more.

After sending Zhao Qing back to his room, I sent Zhan Yan to find Chen Jian for a medical officer. Since I took the title of princess, these trivial matters in Wei Zhaohua's backyard always have to be taken care of.

"In the future, just report to me what is missing in Mrs. Zhao's room and what she wants to eat. Usually, I am more diligent under my hands. I clean up neatly outside the yard. Don't let my wife kowtow." I sat in the front hall and looked at the two girl standing in front of me. "Do you remember it?"

"Yes, I remember it."

"I have ordered the kitchen to stew the bird's nest. Remember to bring it for your master for dinner."

"Yes, the maidservant obeys."

Looking at the two well-behaved maids, I got up and said to Zhao Qing, "My sister is not feeling well, so just take a rest. I've been out to hang out for a long time, and it's time to go back."

"Qing'er, thank you for your care. Please take your time." Zhao Qing was deeply blessed with me, and the princess shouted with respect. I nod to her slightly and walked out of the room.

After returning to my acre of land, I shook my legs and threw myself to rest. I saw Zhan Cui pouted her little mouth and looked unhappy.

"Woth, what's wrong with you?" I asked Zhan Cui with my head lazily.

"I don't understand why the princess is so tolerant of Mrs. Zhao?"

"She is the prince's woman, with the prince's child in her belly," she took the tea presented by Zhan Yan and said, "If you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, I have to keep this face for the prince."

Zhan Cui bit her lip and was a little worried on her face. "If Zhao Fu gives birth to a son, won't he be more arrogant in the future?"

"She is just a side room, and she can't do anything no matter how arrogant she is. You girl, take good care of me. How come you from so many unfounded thoughts?

"The princess's lesson is that Zhan Cui should not talk too much."

"Tut, I'm not happy after saying a few words. It's really a little girl." I sighed, jumped out of bed, and came to Zhan Cui and said, "I just ordered two bird's nests stewed in the kitchen, one for Zhao Qing and one for myself. Can you bring it for me?"

"Yes, princess." Zhan Cui's eyes are bent, and his smile is very sweet.

In the evening, the red glow flies all over the sky, which is really beautiful.

But God's will is to play tricks on people. Just as I was immersed in the memories of the past, he caught a glimpse of Wei Zhaohua rushing into the yard with a black face, which almost shocked my hand's rock candy stewed bird's nest.

"Moon dust! You are really not a fuel-efficient lamp!" Wei Zhaohua grabbed the white porcelain cup in my hand and fell fiercely on the stone table beside me.

"The prince's words sound very familiar." I smiled and looked at the white porcelain cup that was still spinning. I couldn't help sighing that the royal palace was so rich that even the tableware was made so strong.

"What did you put in Qinger's bird's nest?" Wei Zhaohua didn't seem to be in the mood to accompany me to recall the past. He grabbed my hand and asked.

So I thought about it, and then thought about it, and replied, "Ice sugar."