Chapter 801 (1/2)

Before dawn, the beggar confessed.

Chen Cheng thought Xiao Qingqian would praise him, but he didn't say a word.

He stood there looking forward to it for a long time, but Xiao Qingqian just looked at the confession attentively, and then stood up. His eyes did not stay on Chen Cheng's face for more than a second.

”Ah --”

Chen Cheng sighs. He is really thankless!

Xiao Qingqian's eyes suddenly moved to Chen Cheng's face, ”sigh what?”

Chen Cheng said with a busy smile: ”I didn't have a good rest last night. I yawned.”

”Even if it's cold, we should strengthen our exercise. Don't waste our body!”

After that, he went to the imperial study, leaving Chen Cheng to roll his eyes at the top beam.

Is preparing to leave, but see ink chess in a hurry.

Originally, Wei Lai was seriously injured. Wei Qing should not have sent Moqi to the palace. However, Xiao Qingqian didn't return all night last night. She was very worried, so she had to send Moqi to the palace early in the morning.

As soon as he saw Moqi, Chen Cheng guessed why she had come, and busily told the beggar what she had said last night.

”Do you have testimony?” Mo Qi twisted a pair of black eyebrows, and looked solemn.

If what the beggar said is true, I'm afraid the power behind it can't be underestimated!

”The testimony is with the Lord, who now estimates that he has gone to the imperial study.”

Moqi nodded and hurried back to the palace.

Wei Qing didn't sleep soundly last night, and his heart fell down. However, what worries her more is the master of Wanghai Pavilion.

”Moqi, stand by the car!”

”Miss, it's freezing. You can tell your subordinates where you want to go!”

The closer to the day of Weiqing's production, the more nervous the family is. They are afraid that if they don't take good care of them, they will make a big mistake.

”I'm going to the prime minister's house!”

Mo Qi's eyes turned, and soon he guessed what Wei Qing wanted to do. He bowed himself and said, ”Miss, I'll go to the prime minister's house and inform the master to come.”

Wei Qing couldn't bear to see Prime Minister Wei's tiredness, so he began to retort. Mo Qi clasped his hands and knelt down on one knee: ”Miss, you should also pay attention to your own body.”

”All right!” Wei Qing waved to her.

After the early Dynasty, Prime Minister Wei came to the palace.

”Qing'er, but because of the Wanghai pavilion?”

Wei Qing nodded with a solemn look.

As soon as the prime minister sat down, Chenyang came to the bedroom with four steps.

When the door was opened, he and Prime Minister Wei's eyes collided in the air, and the temperature of the original spring palace suddenly dropped to freezing point.

”Why don't you close the door quickly, and want to freeze Qing'er?” Prime Minister Wei was the first to come back to his senses and cried out with hatred.

”What are you shouting about?” The dust sun busily closes the door of the hall to prevent the cold wind from pouring in.

Two people big eyes stare small eyes, eyes meet place, hidden spark burst.

”Well, I called my father and smelly old man here today to discuss the Wanghai Pavilion.”

According to the beggars, this organization is divided into several departments, including cold weapons, concealed weapons, poison techniques and so on.