C120

Chapter 120 - Guessing Fist

It was true that Wei Qing had gone to the Prime Minister's Palace early in the morning, but before her butt was hot enough, Xiao Qingqian had sent Chen Cheng over to invite her.

"What's the matter?"

Chen Cheng continued, "Today, the Seventh Prince has set out to leave the Northern Kingdom. The Prince ordered his subordinate to come down and fetch the wangfei for the Seventh Prince to practice."

Your sister!

Wei Qing thought that Xiao Qingqian must be holding back some bad intentions. She wanted to find a reason to reject, but she heard Chen Cheng say, "Prince said that if Princess Wang Fei doesn't go, then it means that she has admitted to having a thought that she shouldn't have!"

F * ck! F * ck! F * ck!

Wei Qing could not help but curse in her heart. This Xiao Qingqian really hated her to the extreme.

The Prime Minister Wei warned her a few times, and then she brought as many people as she could to follow Chen Cheng to the city gate.

Seeing her beautiful face, Chu Yin frowned.

This girl was truly amazing. She was able to see through such an exquisite disguise.

Xiao Qingqian poured three cups of wine and said to Chu Yin: "The Seventh Prince is leaving the Northern Kingdom today. This king will act in place of royal father to help Seventh Prince carry out his plans, I hope that Seventh Prince can make a smooth journey."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and gulped down a cup of wine.

Chu Yin did not plan to drink the wine initially, but because the other party was a Prince Chu and was currently in the northern borders, he did not feel it right to refuse, hence he picked up the wine.

Wei Qing unintentionally caught the frosty look in Xiao Qingqian's eyes and his heart skipped a beat.

Remembering that many ancient people would give a poisoned wine when their country left, she became extremely anxious.

Just as Chu Yin was about to drink the cup of wine, Wei Qing walked forward and picked up the cup of wine in front of her. And at this time, like a painting, she flicked a stone at Wei Qing's feet.

Wei Qing's figure became unsteady, and she crashed forward, coincidentally spilling two cups of wine.

The entire bottle of wine sprinkled onto Chu Yin's chest, wetting a large area of it.

Wei Qing apologized with fear and trepidation as the coldness in her eyes grew stronger.

Chu Yin's heart warmed up, Wei Qing was nervous about him!

When the two of them looked at each other, they bewitched each other. That gaze made Chu Tiange unable to stop himself from pursing the corner of his lips.

"Since you've spilled it, then treat it as this prince drinking this wine!" With that said, Chu Yin put down the empty wine cup.

Wei Qing pretended to look at Xiao Qingqian timidly, and lowered his head.

Chu Yin climbed back onto his horse and gave Wei Qing one last deep look. Everything was set in stone.

Wei Qing condensed his figure that was getting further and further away, and a astringent feeling surged in his heart.

Suddenly feeling the cold aura from Xiao Qingqian's body, she was shocked. She quickly retracted her gaze and thought to herself: Don't have any more fantasies, just leave!

"The wangfei is really reluctant to part with the Seventh Prince!"

Wei Qing looked at him in the eye, and laughed indifferently, "I don't really understand what Your Highness means."

"Your eyes are almost on the Seventh Prince, yet you're telling this duke that you don't understand?"

Wei Qing curled the corner of her mouth, "My eyes are still in their sockets, how did they land on the Seventh Prince? Moreover, it was also the prince who had me come here to practice this technique. "

Xiao Qingqian's face became even colder, "Sharp mouth!"

Wei Qing smiled deeply, looking extremely infuriated.

Because Xiao Qingqian still had some important matters to attend to, Wei Qing followed Sashimi to the market and bought some snacks before returning to Prince Chu’s Mansion.

Die'er looked at the many things in her hands, and could not help but gape at them, "Miss, this is..."

"There's a program tonight!"

Chu Yin left the Northern Kingdom. It wasn't as if she wasn't sad to see her first time liking a man leave silently like this.

It was precisely because he was sad that he wanted to use other methods to hide his sadness and loss.

"What program?" Die'er looked at the painting behind her.

Painting shook his head.

The more he didn't know, the more Die'er became curious. It wasn't until the sky darkened that Wei Qing finally let the Painted Man put away the snack bar she bought and went to grab a jar of wine. She then lit up a candle and the four of them sat around a stone table in the courtyard.

"Miss, what kind of show is it exactly?" Die'er's face was full of curiosity.

Wei Qing poured four cups of wine, and with a mysterious smile, she said, "The program is called Guessing Fist, whoever loses will get drunk!"

Die'er frowned, "What kind of program is this?"

"If you don't want to drink, then act. This is also a small tea party! "

Even Painted and Zhu Er were calmer than Die'er, but after hearing what was said, they looked at each other and did not say anything. However, he couldn't help but wonder why this young miss wasn't sad at all when the Seventh Prince had just left.

Wei Qing swept a glance at her, and deliberately smiled very happily, "If you have anything to say, say it, don't hide it in your heart."

Painted Man was terrified, he quickly kneeled on the ground, then Wei Qing frowned, "Am I that scary?"

Die'er and Zhu Er shook their heads.

Wei Qing picked up the painting, "Tonight, I can drink to my heart's content without feeling inferior, say everything you have to say."

The crowd didn't know what she was doing, so they all looked at her with worry.

"Miss, if we want to drink, then let's go back. Don't you feel that the atmosphere here is not good? " Die'er suggested in a low voice.

Wei Qing blinked her eyes, then suddenly remembered how she was going to scare the three little girls.

The Guessing Fist began. Wei Qing won a few times in a row, and the three servant girls all drank their wine to varying degrees. Their small faces were flushed, and looked very cute.

However, Wei Qing's good luck had probably all been used up and she had actually lost one match after another.

She blinked. "I'll tell you a story. Do you want to listen to it?"

Die'er burped, "Miss knows how to tell stories?"

She could tell that this young lady was very different from before, like a treasure trove.

Wei Qing gave her a blow, it was so painful that Die'er rubbed her forehead, "Young miss, why are you the same as that weird old man, you love knocking on other people's heads?"

"Knock, knock!" As he said that, Wei Qing gave her another two moves.

Die'er pouted, a look of grievance on her face.

Wei Qing cleared her throat, "I'm going to start a story now."

The three maidservants nodded and listened attentively.

Wei Qing was good at telling stories, and the atmosphere was extremely good. The three little maidservants were all enchanted by the story.

"Suddenly..."

These words spilled out of their mouths as the three maidservants felt a chill run down their backs. Even if they were unperturbed in this kind of situation, those who had seen great storms still felt their hairs stand on end and nervously swallowed their saliva.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

This cry broke the silence of the night. Die'er trembled and hugged the painting tightly.

"What's going on?" Outside the courtyard, Xiao Qingqian suddenly stopped and asked.