Chapter 141 His Majesty the Black Belly

"What?" Helian Weiwei didn't understand why the third prince suddenly looked at her like this.

But being sensitive, she still sensed the danger, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.

But Baili Jiajue was one step ahead of her, holding down the rice paper, his fingertips stained with red fat landed on it, and the imprint was clearly visible.

Seeing that everything was done, Helian Weiwei relaxed her mind, stood up, stretched her neck, and said, "I'll go clean it up."

It could be seen that Helian Weiwei was in a good mood.

This is indeed the case, basically her biggest problem is solved.

The reason why Helian Weiwei thought of contract marriage was firstly because the third prince was difficult to deal with, and things would be much easier if she became an ally, and secondly because she had not forgotten that this was ancient times, in case the Supreme Emperor looked at her because of the third prince It's not pleasing to the eye, so she was given a marriage casually. Even if she said no, it was a disobedience to the imperial decree, so she had to think of countermeasures in advance.

Now that there is a contract, everything will be done according to the contract in the future.

She and the third prince will get along very happily.

And with this written negotiation, no matter what happens in the future, she will be able to escape from the palace unscathed.

But is this really the case?

Helian Weiwei didn't know it, when she went into the back room to pack her things.

The man sitting on the wooden chair stretched out his hand to take the rice paper, his deep eyes were as cold as ice, as if they could stab someone's chest.

Every word on this piece of paper indicates that the other party wants to keep a distance from him.

Ah.

Baili Jiajue curled his thin lips, picked up the ink pen with his slender fingers, and heavily added the word "stop" in the couple's obligation

"none" plus "rest"

That means the relationship between husband and wife will never end.

Baili Jiajue put down the ink pen, and folded the rice paper slowly, with a perfect posture as if none of this had happened...

The mist outside the window has faded, leaving only a hazy yellow.

That's a sign of sunset.

Palace, hall.

King Murong stood by the window, pulled off the black mask on his face, and threw it aside with a gloomy expression: "Failed, he didn't die, but none of the hidden guards we sent out came back. "

"Then what should we do?" The woman standing at the other end of the hall suddenly raised her eyes, and the bead flower on the top of her head trembled: "Father, we are running out of time. The emperor's health is getting worse and worse. It's too much, sooner or later she will die on a woman's body, and Yan'er is too young to understand anything at all. If the emperor leaves, the throne will definitely be given to Baili Jiajue by virtue of the fact that the Supreme Emperor is so old and not dead that he loves that bastard so much! I really can't wait!"

It turns out that this woman is none other than "Queen Murong", the master of the harem.

She tightly clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and her red-dyed fingers exuded unprecedented poison: "He must die!"

"Your Majesty, don't worry." King Murong lowered his voice, his eyes revealed a fierce look: "If we can't kill him in Wuxiu City, it doesn't mean we won't be able to kill him after returning to the capital."

Empress Murong pinched the handkerchief, and Liu Mei frowned: "Didn't it mean that no one of that evil bastard took him with him? Why did none of the hidden guards come back?"

"Our people met Young Master Han." King Murong shook his left hand: "He won't be so lucky next time!"

Empress Murong's eyes darkened: "Father, what good solution do you have?"

"Do you still remember the maid who poisoned you back then?" King Murong slowly raised his thin lips: "The third prince treats her differently than other people."

Empress Murong's eyebrows jumped: "Didn't the Supreme Emperor deal with her on the spot? How could she still be alive?"

"Of course I saved her for my father." The corners of King Murong's mouth raised slowly, with a dark smile: "Such an easy-to-use chess piece, of course we must make the best use of it."

Empress Murong also laughed: "Since that's the case, I don't worry. I heard that the maid was a beauty embryo since she was a child, and she is as beautiful as a poison. This is absolutely true. That evil breed has not chosen a concubine for so many years. I think it is because She is a seed of infatuation, huh."

"I don't know what it will be like when the two meet." King Murong's fingers slowly rolled over the wooden table: "It is impossible to ask her to kill him again, after all, even if the third prince sees her, he will A momentary trance, but he's not stupid enough for that."

Empress Murong's eyes were poisonous: "Then let him quarrel with the Supreme Emperor for this lovely person, until the quarrel can't be ended, just like the Emperor did for me back then."

"Although it's a bit difficult, but based on her understanding of the third prince, it shouldn't be difficult." King Murong put down the porcelain cup in his hand.

He believes that everyone has a cinnabar mole in their hearts.

Obviously, the third prince's cinnabar mole was the maid who had accompanied him for countless years in the cold palace.

He hadn't forgotten that no one could get close to the third prince back then.

But this maid will always be treated specially.

King Murong curled his thin lips, not to mention that this special treatment will become more lethal when he grows up. Anyway, Baili Jiajue has lost his martial energy. No matter how smart he is, he is only a teenager. It's just that the Supreme Emperor's side is a bit less aggressive...

In the distance, on the west side, Taihang Palace.

"What's the matter?" The Supreme Emperor stood up impatiently, and asked the hidden guard who hurried back from outside: "Jueer, is he alright?"

Shadow knelt on the ground respectfully, and told the exact words: "Don't worry, the Supreme Emperor, His Highness has already set off for Beijing, and someone will follow along the way, so nothing like this will happen again."

"That's good, that's good." The Supreme Emperor suddenly seemed to be ten years older, he sat down on the seat, and brushed his forehead with his hand: "Have you ever asked, who rescued Jue Er?"

Shadow raised his eyes: "Going back to the Supreme Emperor, it is said that Master Han was also there at that time."

"It's really Han boy?" The Supreme Emperor narrowed his eyes suspiciously, such a sharp style doesn't quite resemble that child's style, but rather...

The Supreme Emperor frowned: "Go to Taibai Academy, investigate what Jueer has participated in recently, and then tell me the result."

"Yes!" Shadow lowered his eyes.

"Wait a minute." The Empress Dowager's eyes darkened: "What's going on with that girl from Helian's family?"

Shadow was stunned, he didn't know that the Supreme Emperor asked him this, and he was not from the third highness who was serving him, even the brothers who were serving the third highness probably couldn't figure out what the third highness was thinking...

The Supreme Emperor also seemed to realize that he had asked the wrong person, and waved his sleeves: "Okay, you can go down."

Maybe he was thinking too much.

Jazz should just be too bored recently and want to find a toy for himself...