Qu Yunmie indeed has everything now, and he is indeed afraid that others will harm him and make him lose everything, but in the eyes of this old man, everything is equal to the throne, and in Qu Yunmie's eyes, everything is equal to Xiao Rong.
So, while the old man was still kneeling, he heard Qu Yunmie above him say, "Two days."
The old man was stunned and couldn't help but raise his head.
Qu Yunmie looked at him quietly and slowly stood up.
"There are only two days left, and everything is going so smoothly, but you happen to curse me at this moment!!!"
He was so angry that he didn't even say "I". The old man looked horrified. After thinking about what he had said, he quickly explained himself: "This old minister is not cursing the Yan Dynasty. This old minister is speaking the truth to Your Majesty in order for the Yan Dynasty to continue -"
Before he could finish the rest of his sentence, Qu Yunmie had already walked on furiously: "Yan Chao, Yan Chao, you only know Yan Chao! You are such a heartless person, do you have any other eyes for me?!"
Old man: “…………”
Do you want to listen to what you are saying? As a minister, what else can you look at if not Yan Chao? !
Qu Yunmie didn't care, he thought the old man was too hateful. However, after moving into the palace, Xiao Rong didn't allow Qu Yunmie to carry a sword with him. If he wanted to practice, he could only go to the royal martial arts field at the back. Qu Yunmie was so angry that he yelled at others to bring him the sword, and at the same time he grabbed something and threw it at the old man.
The Purple Palace is the inner hall for summoning ministers. It is the smallest of the three halls, but it is also quite majestic and spacious. There were no teacups or teapots for Qu Yunmie to throw. Qu Yunmie was so angry that he didn't even notice what he picked up. Anyway, when he lifted it up, he felt it was quite light.
Only the guard who ran behind Qu Yunmie to hand him the knife opened his eyes wide in shock, because His Majesty picked up the brass lamp figure that was more than ten inches high and placed on the pillar behind him. This thing weighed dozens of kilograms. His Majesty threw it at the minister's head without hesitation. The minister was probably really old and didn't have time to dodge. He just fell down with a face full of blood. This, this, this... Is he dead? …………
Someone came to find Xiao Rong in a hurry. Seeing that Xiao Rong was writing seriously at the desk, he turned around anxiously. Seeing this, A Shu walked over and asked him what was wrong. After the two whispered for a while, A Shu couldn't help but open his mouth wide. Then he ran back and pulled Xiao Rong's sleeve. After Xiao Rong raised his head, he leaned down with an embarrassed look on his face and whispered a few words in Xiao Rong's ear.
Xiao Rong: “…………”
The originally relaxed expression disappeared without a trace in an instant. Xiao Rong tightly grasped the brush, suppressed his temper, and after a long while, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Is he dead?"
Ah Shu: "No, but when he was carried away, he looked stupid and drooling, uh..."
Xiao Rong: “…”
After a moment's silence, Xiao Rong suddenly stood up and went out to settle the score with Qu Yunmie.
Gao Xunzhi rushed over after hearing the news. It seemed that he had already taught Qu Yunmie a lesson, but Qu Yunmie was obviously not convinced. He sat on the chair with a stern face, not looking in Gao Xunzhi's direction.
Hearing the sound of quick footsteps outside, they both turned their heads, one breathed a sigh of relief, while the other held his breath.
Seeing Qu Yunmie's behavior, Gao Xunzhi felt a little sympathetic towards him. Fortunately, he was single, so if he got into trouble, no one would rush over to scold him. ...
Gao Xunzhi left decisively. When he passed Xiao Rong, he looked inside worriedly. But as soon as the door closed, Gao Xunzhi's expression changed. Thinking that Qu Yunmie, that stubborn donkey, would also suffer a setback, he laughed with glee, and then left leisurely.
Everyone thought that Qu Yunmie was going to be scolded, and Qu Yunmie was the one who believed it the most. He pursed his lips and looked at Xiao Rong unconvinced, but there was a slight flicker in his eyes, and it seemed that he also knew that he shouldn't do this.
Xiao Rong looked at him for a while. He was indeed very angry. How could an emperor do such a thing? He was not a child. He actually hit someone and made him stupid. How would it look if this got out?
But looking at Qu Yunmie's guilty look, and thinking about the reactions of others along the way just now, some were worried, some were watching the show, and some were laughing.
Xiao Rong's expression slowly changed. He walked towards Qu Yunmie. When he got close to him, Qu Yunmie turned his head away.
But then, Qu Yunmie heard Xiao Rong say to him in an almost soft tone: "Don't do this again in the future."
Qu Yunmie looked up in surprise. There was no blame in Xiao Rong's expression, only a very subtle sadness. Qu Yunmie felt as if his heart was punched by an invisible big hand. It hurt a little and felt a little sore.
All of a sudden, Qu Yunmie didn't know what was going on. He suddenly felt aggrieved: "That person cursed me."
"I was about to get married, and he cursed me."
"Arong, I'm so angry."
Qu Yunmie raised his head. In Xiao Rong's eyes, Qu Yunmie had a very sharp appearance, the kind that was good-looking but gave the first impression of being fierce and not someone who could be easily messed with. He was not the type of gangster boss, but the type that one would be afraid would come over and kill him if he looked at him for even a second.
But today, Xiao Rong could clearly see the fragility on this face.
He half closed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed Qu Yunmie. He kissed her once, stood up, then kissed her again, and stood up again.
Qu Yunmie could feel him comforting him, and instantly he no longer felt aggrieved. He was still distracted and wanted to stand up: "A Rong..."
Xiao Rong held him down, not letting him get up. He kept the same posture, looking down at Qu Yunmie: "From now on, whenever someone makes you worry about the relationship between you and me, I will kiss you. I will kiss you once you worry about me."
Qu Yunmie smiled, but then Xiao Rong said, "But my patience is limited. If you keep worrying and being influenced by irrelevant people—"
He raised his hand and placed it on Qu Yunmie's neck. His palm covered Qu Yunmie's Adam's apple, and his thumb could just feel the powerful beating under the flesh and blood. After it beat three times, Xiao Rong whispered, "Then I will kill you."
There was a moment of condensation in the air, and then Qu Yunmie laughed again: "A Rong, you can't kill me."
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