The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"The car is not good, and even the best things are still bumpy." Yun Qianyue didn't appreciate it. When the words fell, I ignored Rongjing's slightly dyed face and said to Rong Jing: "What are you doing sitting down? Hurry up and clean up! When you come, you will bring me back, and you will naturally send me back. You must have a beginning and a end. Don't understand?"

"Understood!" Rong Jing seemed to smile, stood up, and walked out. "Then go, the carriage stops at the gate of the temple. You can't stop walking, let me carry you to the door? I can?" Keep your back!"

"Naturally not needed!" Yun Qianyue kept up with Rong Jing and walked a few steps again: "Hey, just go? What should I do with the things I bring with me? Don't you?"

"You're really worried, and it's really suitable for the housekeeper. Someone tidy up, don't worry about it, let's go!" Rong Jing didn't look back, his steps were still gentle and elegant, not too slow or too slow.

Yun Qianyue think about it too! Born to worry about life! What can she do?

The two went back and forth to the door. Not even polite and kind to everyone. No one was around.

"Brother Shizi, sister Qingyue, wait for me! I want to be with you too." Rong Xi hurried out.

Yun Muhan, who had never spoken, also got up and went out.

Ye Qingran got up and stood up, "If you have a good car, don't do it, don't do it. I naturally have to ride in a carriage made of agarwood!"

Ye Tianyu also got up immediately, quickly keeping up with the light dyed night, and the voice came, "If you go to ride in the carriage made of agarwood, your horse happened to ride me back. That's not inferior to BMW What a horse! This prince hasn’t ridden!"

"Don't think about it!" Ye Qingran's voice came.

"You are going to take the agarwood carriage, I will dare to ride your horse." Ye Tianyu made no concessions.

Just listening to the roar of the palm wind in the distance, obviously the two of you punched me with one kick.

Ye Tianqin's face was extremely bad, and it was simply described as overcast with clouds. He both pulled down his identity and put on Yun Qingyue, but she seemed to turn a blind eye. It's almost ignorant! Rong Jing... Rong Jing...

The hands in Tien Ye's sleeves clenched tightly at night. What does Rong Jing want to do? I have to ask Yun Qiangyue to maintain it everywhere, do I think Yun Qianyue can really marry him? Rongwangfu and Yunwangfu want to marry is simply a dream! Suddenly, he felt that Rong Jing had left the house ten years later and his illness was recovering. Should he let his father emperor marry him? And that person is naturally not Yunqianyue.

"His Royal Highness, Suzuran can share a car with you. My carriage is really bumpy." Rong Linglan bit her lip and bit annoyed in her heart. I don't know what luck Yun Qianyue had gone, but actually let everyone Her eyes followed her, and even her prince, the most disdainful to him before, actually pulled her down so well for her. She didn't know how to lift her.

Ye Tian tilted her head to look at Rong Linglan and saw the woman looking at her with a small face expectantly, carefully. He thought that this was the woman’s gaze, and hoped that he would pity and care for her. She loved and loved him. This was all on his face. He used to feel comfortable at first sight, but why is it all now? Without feeling, all of Yun Qiangyue's face was cold and cold?

"His Royal Highness?" Rong Linglan asked with courage again.

"Okay, you can ride my carriage with me!" Ye Tian tilted her face in depression, nodded to Rong Linglan, turned to Lord Yun, and said, "Uncle Yun, let's start our journey!"

"Okay, Crown Prince, please!" Lord Yun also sensitively felt the dark tide between several people, thinking that Jing Shizi was indeed good for Qingyue, and dyeing the little royal lord was also good for Qingyue. He couldn't help but sigh and worried, hoping that nothing would happen. Even if Asahi does not marry into the Prince's Mansion, the Emperor may not allow her to marry into the Prince Rong's Mansion or the Prince's Mansion. The royal family most taboos the marriage of the two major forces! He stood up and walked out.

Ye Tianqing also got up and walked out.

Rong Linglan didn't expect Night Sky Qing to actually agree to a carriage with her, and froze for a long time before reacting, quickly chasing up with her skirt. The joy in the heart cannot be self.

The two female doctors were also leaving behind.

Cailian, Tingxue and Tingyu glanced at each other and turned to pack things inside.

Entrance of Lingtai Temple. Master Lingyin. The abbot of Ciyun and several monks with heads and faces in Lingtai Temple have long been waiting there. At this moment, when Rong Jing and others came out, they folded their hands together and called out "Amitabha!"

Yun Qianyue walked behind Rong Jing, but didn't expect to hide from the left and went back, and actually saw the old **** stick. When she didn't see Lingyin and others, she directly crossed Rong Jing and walked to the carriage.

"Miss Qingyue, please stay away!" Master Lingyin said. The voice is loud.

Yun Qianyue was unheard of, and went on.

"Amitabha! Miss Qingyue, please stay!" Master Lingyin stopped in front of Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue was forced to stop and looked at Master Lingyin, the immortal wind bones, indeed it looked like a **** stick. She took a step back, folded her hands together, and said loudly in her mouth: "Amitabha! Master, they all say that my Buddha is compassionate, why don't you be compassionate at all?"

Master Lingyin froze for a moment, "What does Miss Qingyue mean?"

"Don't you see that I don't want to see you? Please be compassionate and let me go!" Yun Qianyue made a plea.

Yun Qianyue's words fell, and only heard Rong Jing chuckled. Although extremely light, it is extremely clear.

Yun Qianyue glanced back at Rong Jing. Damn it, why didn't he tell him that there is a **** stick waiting here?

"Haha, Sister Yue, how many people want to see Master Lingyin is so difficult to go to the sky, you actually don't want to see him, it really is the same person in my generation! I don't want to see him either." Ye Qingran looked at Yun Qianyue's hands together Eleven bitter gourd faces laughed loudly at Master Lingyin. This little girl just got his heart.

"Sister Yue is so cute and tight!" Ye Tianyu also smiled. Thinking about how he had never found Yun Qiangyue to be so fun. She seemed to be different after that day in the palace.

Master Lingyin sighed helplessly and said bitterly: "Miss Qingyue, Lao Qun never seemed to offend you."

Yun Qianyue hovered secretly, you didn't offend me, but you are a **** stick, I am a strand of strange souls boarding the body of others, so the two identities are destined to be incompatible with each other. You can't debunk me unless you are homeless. Otherwise, I'm offended. She set her mind and smirked on her face, saying: "I was born with a **** stick... No, I hate monks. So, you better stay away from me."

Rong Jing chuckled again.

"I know to laugh, and I'm not afraid to lose my teeth!" Yun Qianyue turned back and tweeted Rong Jing.

Rong Jing’s poetic face grew more and more eye-catching under the sun. He looked at Yun Qingyue, his smile did not diminish, but it was even worse. He said warmly: "Okay, I won’t laugh anymore." Looking at Yun Qianyue, he smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Qianyue, it doesn't matter if you dislike the monk, Lao Qun doesn't dislike you. Lao Qin has been looking for a related person as the signature of the hexagram seal of this life. Miss Qin Yue is the related person. Please ask Ms. Asagi to draw a lot and wash her hands with the golden basin of the old man. Since then, she has been a monk who travels around the world.

"Don't!" Yun Qianyue stepped back immediately, "I'm not your destiny!"

"This sign only asks the way, not the way, not the cause and effect of the previous life, but only the cause and effect of this life. Miss Qingyue, the old man assured that the signing is harmless to you." Master Lingyin said.

"Don't do that!" Yun Qianyue shook her head.

"How many people want to know their destiny and fail, why doesn't Miss Qingyue count?" Master Lingyin asked.

"I'm destined by me! I don't believe in God's will, naturally it doesn't count." Yun Qingyue snorted, and she solemnly added, "You don't need to say, anyway, I don't count. The strong man's trouble is not the big husband's. ."

"It's a good sentence, I can't help it. The first time Lao Qian heard, it was indeed Lao Qun forced!" Master Lingyin praised. There was no hesitation because Yun Qianyue refused.

"Since that is the case, then I'm leaving!" Yun Qiangyue waved to Master Lingyin.

Maybe she just took two steps and was caught by someone. Yun Muhan's sincere voice sounded, "Master, please give her a fortune-telling. My sister is stubborn and naturally can't let her wayward."

what! Yun Qianyue forgot to follow Yun Muhan, who was immortal. She stared at him angrily, "Are you my brother? How can I have such a brother who disregards my sister's ideas?"

"You can ask the father in the back, you can also ask the grandfather, and you can ask the aunt in the palace, let them talk about whether we are born of a concubine? If they all say no, then I will let you Forget it." Yun Muhan clenched Yun Qianyue's wrist tightly and said coldly.

Yun Qianyue looked up at the sky, crying without tears.

"Please also ask the master to give him a fortune!" Yun Muhan said to Master Lingyin again.

Yun Qingyue was annoyed in her heart, did she let Lingyin Shengu calculate the hexagram for her? She turned her head to look at Rongjing, seeing Rongjing standing with a smile, without any help, she was annoyed: "Hey, do you have the heart to watch me get caught?"

"It's not me." Rong Jing said.

Yun Qianyue was almost mad, she dug Rongjing fiercely, and looked at Ye Qingran, "Night Qingran, save me!"

"Mu Han, since Sister Yue doesn't want to be lucky, you don't want it! You are really bad for her." Ye Qingran stepped forward to reach out to shoot Yun Yun Han.

"This is the family affair of King Yun's Mansion! It's better to have a little prince to intervene. Grandpa also wants her to be a gossip. If she can't make a divination because of you, grandpa will be furious. It is estimated that you won't want to see her again in the future. It is especially impossible to race with her." Yun Muhan warned.

Ye Qingran immediately stopped her hand, shrugged, and looked at Yun Qingyue with a helpless face, "Sister Moon, it's not that I didn't help you, but I still want to see you in the future!"