"Is it wrong for me to call you?" Chen Qingxuan looks at Kong Wenmin coldly. He wants to scold Kong Wenmin again. However, looking at his swollen face, he still can't scold him anymore. He looks back at Kong Wenmin's bosom and puts the paper bag in his hand. "Go back and paint it, once in two hours Whoops! Kong Wenmin, what do you want to do?! You let go of me! The streets are full of people! You, you, you let me go! "

Kong Wenmin is holding Chen Qingxuan's hand, just as he was in the palace just now, but at this time, he is only using a little energy. He looks at Chen Qingxuan's panicky face, and then he is helpless. Looking at Chen Qingxuan, he smiles angrily: "what's the matter? Do you really think I'm a swordsman? Are you afraid that I will provoke you? "

"I don't care if you are a swordsman. Now let me go!" Chen Qingxuan also knew that he had lost his temper. Now he was angry and upset.

"What? After the fight, you want to escape? " Kong Wenmin sneered.

"No Did you get any medicine? " At the mention of this, Chen Qingxuan felt a little guilty and his voice was low. "Besides, you really should fight, and don't look at what you do."

Kong Wenmin did not speak, so fixed to see Chen Qingxuan for a while, then suddenly pulled Chen Qingxuan to turn around and go.

"Ah, ah, ah! Kong Wenmin, where are you taking me? " Chen Qing Xuan was anxious to get rid of Kong Wenmin's shackles, but he could make money. Kong Wenmin's strength was not that of a reader. So he was dragged out of two or three Zhangs. Chen Qing Xuan was dying. Suddenly he held onto the phoenix tree and said nothing. He looked at Kong Wenmin embarrassingly and embarrassed. "What do you want to do?"

"Don't you have a fire? I'll take you to purge the fire, "Kong Wenmin said in a deep voice, looking at Chen Qingxuan's unidentified face." so, Kong Wenmin explained, "that sachet was put in by the shopkeeper of the clothing shop. I didn't care about it before, otherwise it would not be given to you. Now I'll take you to smash his shop and give you air."

"Do you want to be shameful or not?" Chen Qingxuan's face was white and red for a while. He stared at Kong Wenmin, and his eyes were about to fire out. "You don't want to face yourself. Why drag me into the water?"

"Why don't I be shameful?" Kong Wenmin was also depressed. "You are going to have nothing to do with my old age because of that sachet and my nose. Shouldn't I explain it to you? Shouldn't take you to diarrhea or something? No need to talk about it later. "

"Go yourself! I can't afford to lose this man, "Chen Qingxuan groaned as he rolled his eyes." if you want to let fire go, you can let it go. Don't take me with you anyway! "

"Hey! I can't coax you! " Kong Wenmin was so angry that he pinched his waist and scratched his head. "Hey, Chen Qingxuan, how can you be more difficult to coax than a girl movie?"

"Who wants you to coax?! And coax your girl film! " Taking advantage of Kong Wenmin's effort, Chen Qingxuan turns around and runs away.

Kong Wenmin has never seen Chen Qingxuan run so fast. He seems to disappear around the corner. Kong Wenmin can't help but hook his lips and smile: "this stinky boy."

……

On the ninth day of June, the 34th year of Jiasheng, the fourth Prince died. Those who were still dancing happily yesterday were found dead in the bedroom hall by the palace people this morning. Their necks were cut off by bowstring. Their eyes were staring at the eldest. It seemed that all the eyes would fall down. Their bodies were cold. The palace people were scared to death on the spot.