Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Chapter 589 Disguise as a man: My uncle is a ghost (9)

So, if you can get Gong Heng’s support—

Then the throne is likely to be stable.

This is why, as soon as they heard that Gong Heng had returned to Beijing triumphantly, the second emperor Gong Qian and the fifth emperor Gong Sheng were scrambling to go to the city gate to greet him.

for them.

Who will seize the opportunity of King Heng first?

Who can win the battle for the crown prince.

But none of them thought of it.

But let the Seven Emperor Gongjin take advantage.

At that time, Bai Zhen didn't know that she had become a thorn in other people's eyes, just sitting there, her small eyes glanced at the man in red from time to time, wishing to turn her eyes into a knife and stab him with many holes.

The food and drinks have been served, and a row of dancing girls dressed in veils, accompanied by the beat of drums and the sound of the piano, came gracefully and danced gracefully.

Everyone's interest was instantly hooked up.

Gong Heng, who was stared at by someone, just lowered his eyelashes slightly, his slender white fingers held the celadon wine glass, shaking it slightly, his red clothes were like fire, but his eyebrows were like ice and snow. Dare to look from afar, but dare not play profanity.

The man held the wine glass in one hand, while the other hand in his sleeve was still rubbing the hot jade pendant.

The knuckles are distinct and skinny, even more perfect than the jasper in the palm, and it is completely invisible to fight on the battlefield all year round.

He took a sip of wine.

The tip of his brow furrowed slightly, as if he was a little annoyed.

The jade pendant in the palm of his hand was stuffed back into his sleeve pocket, and he disliked this so-called destined person a little bit.

Before that, he still held a somewhat confident attitude towards the words of the monk who had attained the Tao.

But when such a short and poor man appeared in front of him.

He would rather believe that the eminent monk was actually a warlock...

Such a skinny, powerless, and reckless person.

Why can he let his prodigal son turn back and be reincarnated?

That's it for her.

I'm afraid it won't be January.

Gotta kill him.

The man thought so, his long and narrow eyes lifted lightly, and he glanced at the little man with a smile that was not a smile.

Bai Zhen subconsciously sensed a hint of danger.

When he met his gaze, there was a trace of undisguised sarcasm in his eyes.

Bai Zhen:  …

She wanted to ask.

What the **** did she do?

Why is this coquettish **** so hostile to her?

Moreover, there is always an ominous feeling that something is going to happen...

The thought just fell.

The emperor raised his glass and said a lot of praise and praise to Gong Heng, and then he waved his hand and gave a lot of rewards.

After drinking this glass of wine, the man tapped with his fingertips on the table, and the thin crimson lips curved in an invisible arc, then his eyes fell on Bai Zhen, and he said lightly.

"When this king was in the northern border, he heard about it. Our seventh highness of Dayan has both talents and looks. Not only is he proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he is also quite accomplished in martial arts. Presumably, this rhythm and dance are also Not bad, right? Why don't you take a look at it for a while, to help this king and the important ministers in this dynasty?"

Bai Zhen looked at him blankly.

She knew that this saucy bag was about to start acting as a demon again.

She deeply doubted whether he stole Pinru's wardrobe, otherwise why would the operation be so rude!

Come on, hurt each other!

Let's see who's flirting with who!

She pulled out a soulless smile, "Then... it's better to be respectful than to obey."