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He always wanted to tease her, but eventually she got angry and he panicked. Eight Hundred Mindless, Damp and Crazy Tea Regent*Heartless, Naughty Little Sun Just because of the marriage granted by the Holy Emperor, the prince of the Hou Mansion begged his concubine Murong Qi overnight to use his skills to seduce his future sister-in-law Yue Zhaochao. Murong Qi glanced sideways at his brother-in-law, sneered, and nodded in agreement. Unexpectedly, on the first day she entered Imperial College, her future sister-in-law Yue Zhaochao fell in love with Gu Nian'an, the flower of the high mountains. The sister-in-law performed a marksmanship dance in front of everyone, which scared Gu Nianan so much that she ran away. Murong Qi's forehead jumped at the sight of that noisy and dazzling stupidity. From then on, Murong Qi called her sister-in-law in the dark and disciple in private. He worked hard and painstakingly, vowing to help her win the handsome man back. Who would have thought that after teaching her to chase her husband for a month, Murong Qi Riri was so angry that his face turned livid: It was like rotten wood! When he taught her to pursue her husband for two months, Murong Qi smiled half-heartedly: He knew she would be like this. After teaching her to pursue her husband for three months, Murong Qi pretended to sigh, but unexpectedly, he failed in a second. He looked aside hurriedly, his face trying to remain serious. Yue Zhaochao finally discovered the clue: "Are you taking me for fun?" Murong Qi silently turned sideways and suppressed the raised corners of his mouth. It's just that the slap from my disciple smells a bit sweet. What's going on... * Yue Zhaochao had never been afraid of being granted a marriage by His Majesty, but she was really afraid when she met Murong Qi. At first, this man always had a livid face and scolded her for being honest. Later, when he was teaching her, he always stared at her and pursed her lips and laughed, which made people feel scared. Until now, he has risen through the ranks and has become a powerful regent. He looks like a human being, but he is very bad on the inside. He always pestered her, calling out: There is another plan, there is another plan. He screamed so hard that Zhao Chao's fists became hardened. Unexpectedly, the man came forward happily and said, "Disciple, the slap you gave me is a special blessing for my master." Seeing his proud look, Zhao Chao silently retracted his slap and coldly snorted: "What kind of teacher do you think you are? You lie to me every time. Only a fool recognizes you as a teacher." Murong Qi was overjoyed: "Sister-in-law, from now on you can only hit A Qi. If your eyes catch anyone else, A Qi will be angry." Yue Zhaochao has been in the military camp for a long time and has seen all kinds of underhanded ways to manipulate the generals in the court, but he has never seen such a troublesome formation. She couldn't afford to offend him, but she could hide from him. No matter how much he teased her, she wouldn't take it anymore. Who would have thought that the traitorous minister who always had a joking face suddenly panicked... Small theater: Yue Zhaochao picked up the red tassel gun in anger, the wind howled as she danced, and the fallen flowers scattered all over the ground, but they could not touch the hem of her flying skirt at all. The regent, who had always been ruthless, covered his heart and shouted sadly: "Chaochao, it's all Gu's fault. I wanted to repay my kindness, but I didn't want to make you unhappy. In this case, Gu is willing to die under your red tassel gun." As he spoke, the treacherous man stalked him in the face of the spear. His steps seemed like moths flying toward the flame, but in fact, each step made him just half a point away from the spear. Seeing that this man was about to fall on her with a shy face, Yue Zhao angrily threw the gun. The regent happily came forward to wipe her sweat. Yue Zhaochao shouted with all his strength: "Murong Qi! I have said it ten thousand times, it's not me, it's not me. I'm not the one who saved you back then!" Murong Qi seemed to have never heard of it, his eyes were full of obsession, he was obsessed with the sweat on her forehead, he was obsessed with the calluses on her hands, he was obsessed with the way her mouth squeaked when she ate meat, and she was obsessed with the overwhelming force when she kicked her... In the beautiful scenery and full of love, Murong Qi thought to himself: It's done, it's done. She blushed like this and couldn't stop panting. She must have changed her mind and fallen in love with me. The plum rain was damp and the remaining flowers were sticky. Yue Zhaochao thought to himself: Okay, okay, he must have been frightened to death by my unparalleled marksmanship, and he has changed his mind and stopped entangled with me. The beautiful atmosphere was broken by Gu Nian'an's embarrassing words: "Aqi... I actually saved you back then..." His few words were blown away by the wind. Yue Zhaochao reacted very quickly. He stepped forward and grabbed Murong Qi's collar: "Did you hear that? Did you hear that? It wasn't me who saved you back then, it was him!" Murong Qi turned his head and picked his ears carelessly, and said, "What? I didn't hear you. If you tore someone's collar, Chao Chao, you have to be responsible for that person. The innocence of the man's family is the most important." "You!" Yue Zhaochao became angry and raised his palm to hit him. He hurriedly stretched his face towards the palm, but Gu Nian'an gently blocked Yue Zhaochao's wrist. Just by gently blocking his wrist, Yue Zhaochao blushed with embarrassment, and Murong Qi immediately said angrily: "Let her go!" Yue Zhaochao quickly released his grip on his collar, pushed him in disgust, and turned to speak to Gu Nian'an. Unexpectedly, Gu Nian'an stretched out his hand to help Murong Qi. He was so shocked that Murong Qi felt as if his tail was stepped on. He suddenly pulled his arm back, fearing that he would touch him at all. He looked at Gu Nian'an with guarded eyes: "Don't touch me!" Intention: The heart is too big to be stewed in one pot



